23: [Action/Video] Pirates

[dashboardlite]

Who'll make his mark
The captain cried
To the devil drink a toast
We'll glut the hold
With cups of gold
And we'll feed the sea with ghosts
I see your hunger for a fortune
Could be better
Served beneath my flag
If you've the stomach
For a broadside
Come aboard my pretty boys
I will take you and make you
Everything you've ever dreamed.
Obscenely loud music is

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[itsahotone]

[Santana was sadly nearby and could hear the ridiculously loud music. She wishes to hurt someone.]

What the hell is going on!?

[dashboardlite]

Heeeyyyyyyy, Santana!

[He might have indulged in a little too much grog.]

How you doin'?

[Dean tips his hat politely.]

[itsahotone]

...Why are you dressed like a pirate? Did you fall and lose your sense of...everything?

[dashboardlite]

Got some souvenirs from my last brush with death.

[Dean taps the eyepatch, then lifts his left hand up with a smile.]

Thought I'd make the best of it.

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[defiant_eye]

[ The music is too loud not to be heard, the day too boring not to have a look in person.

Elle approaches Dean and looks down on him, standing behind the divan. ]

I already regret asking, but what the fuck is going on?

[ The missing finger goes yet unnotices and so far she has no reason to believe that there's something missing under that eyepatch. ]

[action]

[dashboardlite]

[Dean lifts the brim of his hat and tips his head back, sporting a winning smile.]

It's Pirate Day, baby. What, they don't have fun where you're from?

[action]

[defiant_eye]

They have a rule that says I get to gut anyone who mentions pirates around me. Does that count?

[action]

[dashboardlite]

Not if I'm a pirate, too.

[Taking off the ridiculous awesome hat, he lifts up the eyepatch to reveal a bandage over his right eye, gauzy and taped into place. Dean re-adjusts his patch and folds his hands on his stomach, giving Elle a pointed look.]

So what was that about gutting, sister?

[actiooooon]

[pricesandvaules]

Droog's passing down the hallway when the music catches his attention. What the hell is that?

He follows the sound to its source--and really, what the hell is that?
The gleam of gold appeals, but the flamboyant colors, the yards of extra fabric--it's shocking. Not...eye-burning. Just. Shocking.

And then there's Dean in the middle of it all, in that hat, and WHAT.

Enjoy his expression, Dean, this is about as close to open confusion as Droog gets.

Dean?

[ACTION]

[dashboardlite]

[His hat is the most impressive, because it is massive and has an enormous feather in it, and that's what counts when it comes to hats. Dean quirks a grin.]

'Sup, dude? I mean, uh. Matey.

you are still my hero btw

[pricesandvaules]

Droog likes his hats snappy and clean-cut, thank you. And while he's not going to go into paroxysms of rage like the mansion's other resident alien mobster, he's still at a bit of a loss.

What are you wearing?

aw bby ilu too

[dashboardlite]

What any self-respecting pirate would wear.

[He gestures to all of himself rather proudly. It took him a whole hour to pick out this hat and scarf, you know. Kurt would be proud.]

...you don't have pirates on Alternia?

[timisnotme]

.....What are doing?

[dashboardlite]

Celebratin' pirate day, buddy.

[He lifts his goblet in a toast before taking a sip.]

[timisnotme]

What is pirate?

*He's on video, but he's lurking just outside the door.*

[dashboardlite]

A pirate's like...

[Good question.]

A really badass dude with a sword who goes around stealing treasure and burying it for later.

[thisisherson]

[Kurt stares for a really long time from the doorway of the parlor, once he comes across the source of the noise.]

...Funny, I always imagined you to be more of a cowboy fan.

[It was meant to be a joke, but it sort of just got said because he didn't really have anything else, and it would probably be weird to just keep staring like that. Honestly, the entire thing was a little strange, even for Dean.

Plus, talking distracts him from the attractiveness of the scene because damn it he is so past this.]

[dashboardlite]

[Oh, snap. It's been forever since he last saw Kurt. Sitting upright and grinning, Dean tilts his hat back to get a better look at the kid.

At least he looks well.]

I like cowboys, I just didn't think it'd pay enough homage to my new acquisitions.

[Unless he was emulating John Wayne in True Grit.]

[thisisherson]

[Yeah, he's doing pretty well. Or at least he was until he really noticed Dean's hand and drew conclusions about the eye patch. Now he's a little paler than normal and staring more than he should.]

...O-Oh.

[Dean seriously lost a finger. And an eye. Kurt can't even begin to wrap his brain around this.]

What happened to you?

[dashboardlite]

[He caught on quicker than a lot of the others. Then again, Kurt knows Dean fairly well, even if they haven't kept in touch recently.

Considering what's happened, that's probably for the better.]

Ran into a 'bout of torture.

[Dean smiles weakly.]