You know, there's one very clear solution to the strange things going on around here.
Who's got a match? Let's watch this city burn. Fork one over, or eat my lead. You heard me, filthy seadogs.
[Barbossa was happily sitting on Sue's balcony, looking over at the passers by. He didn't have his gun, for one reason or another, but he'd found the policewoman's taser, and was amusing himself by pointing it casually at passers by, waiting for one of them to notice.]
((ooc: Sue!Barbossa is going to get all her pirate cliches mixed up, like a boss. it's faintly ridiculous.
Oh, and Sue!Barbossa isn't serious about fire, as she thinks he was just taking the piss in Boston, due to LACK OF ATTENTION PAID. ...But if you want to be robbed/pillaged/generally messed over by him, hit me up, or spam me.))