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[awesome_lilly]

[OOM: Lilly does some thinking about anniversaries. The past is never really that far away, after all.]

Lilly's still smiling that faintly twisted smile as she comes downstairs and heads straight to the bar. A drink is most definitely in order.

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[try_corsets]

There's a young woman already at the bar, staring crossly at a full bottle of rum. She's dressed like a pirate, but an extremely meticulous one. Lilly's entrance does not go entirely unnoticed, however, and Elizabeth looks up, taking in both the smile and a hint of determination.

Elizabeth likes people with a sense of purpose.

"Good evening," she says, almost automatically, and gives the bottle another idle glance.

[awesome_lilly]

Lilly turns and smiles, tilting her head slightly to the side as she glances over at the other girl.

"Good evening to you too."

The bottle gets a look next.

"And to your bottle of rum as well. Celebrating something?"

[try_corsets]

"Decidedly not," Elizabeth replies hastily.

Someone is sulking again.

It seems that the presence of company reminds Elizabeth what one is supposed to do with the drink, and she removes the cork with more force than is strictly necessary, eyes narrowing at the effort.

"Would you care for some?"

[awesome_lilly]

Lilly smiles sweetly. Yes. Swee- okay, maybe not so much.

"Oh, I'd love some. I'm Lilly, by the way. And I'm totally happy to call you New-Best-Friend-Who-Shares-Her-Rum, but it's kinda long. Got anything shorter?"

[try_corsets]

Wickedly, Elizabeth would say. The thing is that she's rather used to wicked smiles, and doesn't bat an eyelash at this one.

No, it's definitely the words that seem to have startled her so.

"Elizabeth Swann." For some reason, she almost introduced herself as Lizzie. She tilts her head, considering. "It's definitely shorter, wouldn't you say? I'm not terribly sure I've ever had a best friend, anyway."

Still pouting.

[awesome_lilly]

Lilly has sympathy for pouting. Well. For pouting girls who share booze and have nice full lips to do said pouting with.

"You've never had a best friend?"

She wrinkles her nose.

"That sucks. I mean, I don't know how I'd have gotten through high school without mine."

[try_corsets]

"Except for Will," she quickly amends, "I suppose. But not a girl, no."

After taking a drink directly from the bottle, she passes it to Lilly. Pirate, she thinks, and delights in ignoring the social conventions that require all drinks be consumed with the help of a glass. It's one of those nights.

"What's high school?"

[awesome_lilly]

Lilly has no issues with drinking straight from the bottle. She takes a healthy swig.

"High school's the kind of school you go to from 14 to 18, at least in Earth 2005," she replies.

"I'm guessing that's not when you're from?"

[try_corsets]

"Several centuries earlier, I'm afraid," she confirms. "Although perhaps you have heard of Port Royal? It's in the Caribbean."

Elizabeth is dreadfully curious about what becomes of her home. Eyebrow quirked in expectation, she takes the bottle and another drink.

[awesome_lilly]

"Oooh, the Caribbean? Lucky."

Lilly looks thoughtful.

"I've heard of Port Royal, but I haven't been. We usually vacationed in Hawaii or Europe, and the only time I was ever in the Caribbean we were at St. Thomas. Isn't it aweome growing up by the beach? I swear, I used to live in a bikini all year round."

[try_corsets]

"Our house was up on a hill," Elizabeth informs Lilly. "As was the fort. The beach is lovely, but it's honestly not the most spectacular I've ever seen."

Expression pensive, she takes another drink. A long one.

"That one was on the island where I was marooned." A thoughtful silence. "What's a bikini? I've only just been introduced to the corset, and I loathe the contraption, to be honest."

[awesome_lilly]

"Ew, corsets."

Lilly snags the bottle for another swallow of rum before continuing.

"Bikinis are nothing like corsets. They're bathing suits, basically. Just like, panties and a bra made from material that can get wet."

She pauses.

"You probably don't even have bras. Okay, the top looks like this."

She lifts her t-shirt to reveal a lovely blue satin bra.

[try_corsets]

"Material that can get wet?"

How odd. As far as Elizabeth is concerned, all material can get wet, if you try hard enough. Walking the plank is certainly effective.

And then her eyes practically bulge out of her head.

"That-" Blink, blink. "That, that... Lilly!" Shocked, she sounds almost like her father when she says, "my word."

Reaching for the bottle again, she averts her eyes and swallows.

"Doesn't that leave you indecent?"

[awesome_lilly]

"Not in 2005," Lilly says, grinning happily at the reaction she's provoked.

"Or here, actually," she adds, glancing around the bar. It may be the rum that prompts her next statement.

"In fact, I could just leave my shirt off and I bet you no one would say anything to me all night."

[try_corsets]

"Oh, I'm certain something would be said to you, even if it is not in a reproachful manner."

Elizabeth looks puzzled by her own words.

"Please don't demonstrate on my account," she continues hurriedly. Although -- she's supposed to be the one not fond of social niceties and conventions, yet here she is acting with as much indignation as the next well-trained young lady from Port Royal. It's different here, she reminds herself.

"It does look easier to swim in than a dress."

There. It's a concession, of sorts.

[awesome_lilly]

"You have a point there," Lilly concedes. "But it's nothing I can't handle."

That said, she nonchalantly pulls the t-shirt over her head and drops it onto Bar's surface.

"Besides, I haven't even gotten close to breaking a bar rule in ages. I'm losing my touch."

She glances sideways at Elizabeth.

"Unless- you're not a stickler for rules, are you? I know people from your century who totally are."