everything the same and a little different
[Who:] Captain Jack Sparrow, Pink Floyd
[What:] After waking up from the dead, for a second time, Jack is seen to at the hospital.
[When:] Early Week 7?
[Where:] Hospital
[Warnings:] Nada, will update as needed.
( This Locker was a weirder thing than Captain Jack Sparrow had initially given it credit for. )
[What:] After waking up from the dead, for a second time, Jack is seen to at the hospital.
[When:] Early Week 7?
[Where:] Hospital
[Warnings:] Nada, will update as needed.
( This Locker was a weirder thing than Captain Jack Sparrow had initially given it credit for. )
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Pink started this week as a wound-tight bundle of nerves. Just needing a reason to go off. That, in itself, was nothing new -- one of his turns coming on. It happened, as proud as he never was of it. He'd just need to ride it out, and not make too much of a fool of himself in the process. The news of Jack's demise hadn't helped his goal, though. Before coming here, he'd taken a little time to -- overturn a few of the empty shelves in the music store, and try and get the anger out. And then wash up, and neaten up a little more than usual. It hadn't really helped, though, and now he was hoping that perhaps seeing... and maybe getting to yell at... Jack would settle the sharp tangle of nerves, before he had to deal with the rest of their side any more.
He steps inside the doorway, and stops, filling the frame with his considerable height. He is still recognisable as the same man, but perhaps not the same type of ( ... )
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Pink's appearance gains a huff of of course high laughter from Jack, quick and quiet and fleeting - the corresponding smile is the same, instantly melting before it can even quite solidify into sincerity by the time he's being addressed. The pirate's long fingers tighten a little harder on the gift he's holding close to him, before he breaks the grip of one hand enough to reach for his communicator, slipped into his waistband, and hat, perched on his head.
"'s always nice when there's someone pleased to see you," he says, inching up higher on hospital gurney.
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Pink's hands tighten in fists at his sides, as he steps inside. "You great bloody idiot," he snaps at Jack. "How do you get yourself killed on a reconnaissance mission?"
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Jack's legs promptly windmill in levering himself off the gurney, which shudders and squeaks beneath sudden movement. Boots land smartly on the ground and he turns with a whirl of dreads and beads to face Pink with a look of puzzled indignation - and wariness, happy to have placed some distance between himself and Pink's eyebrows. "Explosives and pyrotechnics, but I don't actually recall on account of dying. I'm as upset as you are, mate.
"Prob'ly more so, in fact." On accoint of being the dead one.
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