Mar 26, 2012 14:26
[Who has two thumbs, one leg, and is in a fantastic mood for a change? This scurvy sea dog.]
Aware, I am, that I've earned a reputation as a scoundrel, and a man unworthy of another man's trust. I cannot deny that I am what I am, and admit that false innocence looks like idiocy when attempted by a man of my age. Too long I've worked in my profession; to be anything but myself would be a farce.
But I come to you today with olive branch in tow, offering a promise of peace and protesting any rumours of ill-intent. Aside from one or two minor incidents, have I not been a good neighbour? A quiet man, I be, and these days more inclined to drink myself into a stupor than cut a man's belly open for sport.
Trust in the fact that I want what we all want. No pirate wants to be trapped on the land.
[Private to Luigi:]
Ye spineless son of a
Sending your friend to do your bi
[You can just imagine the big ol' piratey grin he gives as he writes this:] Let's chat, Luigi.
[Private to Marco:]
Consider this old pirate impressed by your ability to hold your liquor, lad.
barbossa