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[goodform]

I'm feeling a sudden urge to duel to find out if someone's lying to me.

*it's hot today...far, far too hot, and the captain is more scratchy-tempered and irritable than usual, pacing about without either shirt or hook on*

Miss Sasha seems to have fallen foul of life. I trust she will recover well.

It's always useful when someone owes me a

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[a_nansi]

Spider knocks on the Captain's door. He brought his weapons. "Hope you're not terribly busy in here, or will I have to shield my innocent, innocent eyes?" He's grinning.

[goodform]

*Innocent eyes. It's a phrase so very tritely delivered that Hook has an urge to sneer something sarcastic in return; but he restrains himself with an effort*

Good day, Spider. *he tilts his head to look at the aforementioned weapons* No. I am not busy.

[a_nansi]

"Hullo, sor. Good. Was wonderin' if you might wanted to take me up on that challenge." At least, he remembers it as a challenge.

[goodform]

*the pirate's eyes gleam sharply, like blue glass: it has been too long since he had a decent challenge, a decent fight*

Indeed I would. *he tries not to sound too eager* Your indulgence a moment while I fetch my own weapons?

[a_nansi]

"Sure." He leans back on his heels and smirks slightly, trying not to look too cocky.

((Hokay, I'm gonna warn you, in terms of fighting-terms: I can understand them perfectly, if read, but it's not going to sound too fancy writing them myself. Apologies in advance.))

[goodform]

((Hah! Well, you're probably going to do three hundred times better than I am! I love to watch a melee fight but have no idea what the moves are called. Hmm. I'll start a new post in the captain's journal for this, I think, if you're happy to move the fight onto the deck of the Jolly Roger? More room to move out there.))

*Hook turns with a nod to Ali and goes to attach the harness for the hook and retrieve his swords from the larger of his two cupboards*

[a_nansi]

((Yezalrite.))