"And then," Jack finished triumphantly, "I grabbed hold of two macaws that just happened to be flying past, see, all unawares, and took a quick step off that wall; and they bore me right over the bay handsomely and sweetly as you please to where the Black Pearl waited, leaving the Commodore, poor git, and all his limeys gaping after me."
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He'd rather not...there's too much responsibility in thinking oneself a hero. But he's willing to take the title here, if in part because there's no arguing with Lady Death!
(I'm so comment-spamming you right now, aren't I? *g*)
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We've had persuasion, trickery, charm and storytelling...what will Jack get up to next? I have to figure this out myself so I can write the next part.
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I especially love how you call Tia Dalma sly-eyed. Great word choice, and the whole thing has a flow to where I forget I'm reading and feel as though I'm seeing.
*holding breath for the next installment*
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Thanks so much! Glad it's as fun to read as it is to write.
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