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Barbossa sits at a booth, with a goblet and a jug by his side. Glasses are all right, but this is what he's used to drink from and it makes him feel more comfortable. Occasionally he dips one long black fingernail on the wine and draws little patterns or diagrams or something on the tabletop,
Of course, we could always... No, the guardians are too much for young Will Turner and we will need the rest for... Hm. This is turning out to be complicated, but of course nothing related to Jack was ever easy, was it? Always complicating everything, the accursed loon of him.
which he then cleans with a handkerchief he asked Bar for. He seems thoughtful, but not entirely dead to the outside world, as proved by the occasional looks his half-lidded eyes give when someone passes near the booth or seems to be walking up to it.
Feel free to join the once-undead once-dead, most successful captain of the Black Pearl.
Of course, we could always... No, the guardians are too much for young Will Turner and we will need the rest for... Hm. This is turning out to be complicated, but of course nothing related to Jack was ever easy, was it? Always complicating everything, the accursed loon of him.
which he then cleans with a handkerchief he asked Bar for. He seems thoughtful, but not entirely dead to the outside world, as proved by the occasional looks his half-lidded eyes give when someone passes near the booth or seems to be walking up to it.
Feel free to join the once-undead once-dead, most successful captain of the Black Pearl.