Sep 11, 2010 09:28
[Grell's out looking for a certain Captain Jack Sparrow and so he'll be wandering the village, looking as nonchalant as possible. He'll go in and out of stores, around the buildings, and then out into the woods. Feel free to notice him or encounter him up until he finally finds our French-speaking Captain.]
Captain, my Captain, where can you be
death god whimsy,
acting normal,
i do so love my work,
such an actress,
idle chatter
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Instead, he has decided this is the perfect spot for another project. You've got three tall, straight trees in a line--fore, main, and mizzen--and plenty of others around them to use for anchors. If he can get enough rope and get himself into the trees, there's a fair chance at knotting up a perfect simulation of the lines of a three-masted galleon. Perfect for practice, or for teaching aspiring cabin girls the ropes.
And that's when a familiar voice interrupts his thoughts.]
Uh--yes? Hullo?
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Hello.
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....Uh...I mean, milady.
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And what of you, mon Capitaine?
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Looking for someone?
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I am indeed, but I'm certain I shall find them in due time. How are you today, hm?
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[He's still just a teeny bit suspicious of Grell from their last talk, so] Who are you looking for? Perhaps I can direct them your way, if I see them.
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Mm, I shall find him soon enough. Thank you for the offer, however.
[And instead of moving on, he slides onto the fountain next to Giles.]
So just what are you reading, hm?
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