[A03] Return

[no_use_running]

[Ami's been left near her home-in-Luceti, but the Malnosso certainly haven't done her any favors beyond that. She lays there still and silent, either asleep or unconscious.]

(ooc: back!)

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[lists_to_port]

[Captain Sparrow happens to be sauntering past when he notices a girl on the ground. He shrugs and continues walking before stopping, head cocked to the side. His soul is not in good standing right now, that was true enough. A good deed might right it a bit more. And the girl might need help. Then there was the problem of his soul becoming too pure and reapable.

Ugh.

But there is something else he can't quite place about the not-dead girl...

So it might have been prevailing curiosity that drove him to spin on his heel and head back to kneel at her side and poke her experimentally.]

Oi. Tattoo girl.

[no_use_running]

[After a bit of poking and prodding, Ami starts to come to. She peers up at Jack in confusion.]

The Malnosso must have brought me back here...

[lists_to_port]

[The pirate frowns and sits back on his heels.]

They took you, then, to their prison-place?

[no_use_running]

[Ami slowly tries to sit up.... and, luckily, it works, after a minute or two. She nods.]

I didn't expect it. I've been here a long time and it hasn't happened before.

[lists_to_port]

Aye. Their methods are cruel. [He stands up and makes ready to leave again, then stops. This has to be getting his soul cleaner, right?]

May I assist you, lady?

[no_use_running]

It's fine.

[He probably wants to get on to wherever he was going, or whatever he was doing, right?]

[lists_to_port]

You can't lie to the most accomplished sinner east of the West Indies, lovely.

[He offers her a hand.]

[no_use_running]

[That... has to be a joke, right? She tries to smile. She also takes the hand, and finishes picking herself up with Jack's help.]

Thank you. Do you live near here, too?

[lists_to_port]

[No; he only speaks the truth about his lies. And offers her an arm if she wishes to take it. And yes, he's being cagey about where he lives.]

I've found since the Malnosso returned me from my own ordeal, that it's best for me not to remain in one place for too long. Too many complications, eh?

[no_use_running]

You were taken, too? What happened?

[lists_to_port]

[Sparrow grumbles something and curses in French---a slight symptom left over from his experience with the kidnapping.]

Best not to speak of it now, while you're still fresh from their dungeons, lovely. They never did ask any questions.

What have they done to you?

[no_use_running]

Tests, mostly. And samples.

[lists_to_port]

Didn't ask you any questions, either.

...

Is it the clinic for you, or would you rather I brought you home, lass?

[no_use_running]

Going home is fine. I don't want to go to the clinic.

[lists_to_port]

[A smile.]

Aye, that I can understand--though there're some there what would look after your hurts, love.

[no_use_running]

It's alright. I can take care of them myself.