11 Fathoms Down ☠ [written] + [action] + [monkey]

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[Today Captain Jack Sparrow is trying very hard to disguise his writing. It is ornate and rather loopy and fanciful, and therefore far different from his typical elegant hand.]

Dear Lucetians,

My name is Admiral James Norrington, and I'm a whopping great bewigged prig important sort of fellow who enjoys showing off his tricky little monkey to

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[corrinesbell]

[Monkey, huh? This she has to see. Also, that bridge is pretty much standard territory for one flirtatious crazy pirate.

So of course Sheena's going.]

[[ooc: DID HE DIG ANY HOLE TRAPS??]]

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[Oh HO! It is none other than Beautiful Sheena! Jack takes a moment to smooth down his hair and sniff at his armpits and make himself look somewhat presentable before stepping onto the bridge, disguised (not very well) in a British navy uniform of the period. He's dressed more like someone out of the Hornblower cast but it is VERY OBVIOUSLY HIM.]

Good day, fair maiden! You might be interested to know that in fact, beneath my coat, there is a very devilish monkey indeed.

[ETA: NO--JUST SNARES THIS TIME.]

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[corrinesbell]

A monkey. You really expect me to believe that, Jack?

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[In answer, Jack the Monkey pokes his head out of the crotchal region of Jack's long coat and grins at her.]

Aye! I do. And he's making things rather sweaty and uncomfortable in here, isn't he. Go, Jack! Show her what you can do! Dance! Dance, monkey!

[So Jack jumps out of Sparrow's coat and begins a little capering dance in front of Sheena.]

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[corrinesbell]

And I thought it was just a word he was using.

[she gives the monkey a skeptical eyebrow. The other eye is still watching Jack the human.]

So why're you offering to have him dance for people?

[it is highly likely that she could create a sense of loyalty in this monkey, pirate. She's wearing her canon clothing, after all. It might be...distracting.]

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[That....clothing. It........monkey? There's a monkey?]

Dancing for people is a nice thing for monkeys to do. Makes 'em feel special. Feelings. Special feelings that aren't a bit soft and squashy yet firm and tender and melon-like......

Erm. What?

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[corrinesbell]

[crosses her arms with a Look.]

So you're looking to get yourself slapped.

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Hmmm? No, lass. Or. Slapped? A tender, loving slap or an angry sort of slap?

[HE IS STILL STARING, SHEENA]

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[corrinesbell]

The kind that'd put your eyes back on my face.

[she knows full well that crossing her arms only makes the chest more prominent.]

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[STILL STARING BY GOD THEY ARE HYPNOTIC]

You've a very beautiful...face. Men must stare quite a bit, mustn't they.

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[corrinesbell]

Not for too long.

[while Jack - pirate is occupied, Sheena reaches into a pocket and pulls out a cookie. Brought for just this sort of possibility. Slowly, she bends down and offers it to Jack - monkey.]

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[The monkey takes the cookie GRATEFULLY. He LIKES you, Sheena! You're not trying to shoot him! And you give him nice things! Meanwhile, the pirate is still staring.]

My monkey, Sheena-----my monkey is quite taken with you.

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[corrinesbell]

He's kinda cute. What's his name?

[carefully scratching the head of the animal in front of her in the pirate suit. ...Uh. The smaller one.]

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I call him Jack. Erm. "Little Jack."

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[corrinesbell]

'Little Jack,' huh?

[looks at the monkey for confirmation]

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[The monkey cocks his head and paws at her hand. More cookies? The pirate, meanwhile, is also looking at Sheena in a hopeful way.]

Erm.....cookies?