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[heart0foak]

Manacles removed (thank you, Sparrow), a decent bath, a reasonable set of clothes, and much improved (thank you, terribly helpful people at the church).

And I even found one of my old tricorns from the last time I was here (fewer thanks to whichever friendly fellow threw it on a rubbish pile outside my old quarters and forced me to give it a bath

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[loves_romance]

So you did get those off. That's good!

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[heart0foak]

I did, thank you, Miss Wakaba. Luckily I have an aquaintance who happens to be an excellent cracksman. Among his other dubious talents.

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[loves_romance]

Dubious talents? What do you mean by that?

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[heart0foak]

I'm sure his electrickery-box-journal speaks for itself. Thirteen year captain, I believe it is. With the little lines under and between each word.

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[infidel_calypso]

James Norrin'ton.

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[heart0foak]

[[stammering, slightly]]

M...Miss Dalma. Hrm. Yes. Your voice and countenance never fail to inspire awe in me, dear lady. I trust you are keeping well...

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[infidel_calypso]

[light chuckling]

Well.

Need ye place t'rest ye head, mmn?

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[heart0foak]

I have located quarters, Miss Dalma, though your kind concern is appreciated.

[reaping_havoc]

Nice resume.

[heart0foak]

Oh, a few trifles. No more than any other man of my day, I assure you. Indeed, I should probably have learned more if I'd paid greater attention in Latin.

[reaping_havoc]

You'll probably have your pick, then. Half the people here don't speak a second language.

[crete_goddess]

That's quite a list of skills.

Actually, I've been looking for a new assistant...

[heart0foak]

James Norrington, at your service madam. Aspirat primo Fortuna labori, as dear old Virgil used to say. What would the position entail?

[crete_goddess]

It's a pleasure, Mr. Norrington. Princess Ananova Ariadne.

I run personal classes with swordsmanship, archery, knife throwing, and a few other things. I would need a second instructor, as well someone who can help me take care of the equipment.

[heart0foak]

An eminently suitable position, your royal highness! I accept with the greatest of pleasure.

Though I feel bound to confess, I bear no resemblance to Artemis or any other similar Hellenic Amazon of your apparent ilk, and therefore my archery leaves much to be desired. As does my greek, but nevertheless, ευχαριςτο.

[one_of_heaven]

Oh.

You - you... hmmmm. There was a thought abstracted once, and in that, I do believe you mattered.

[ooc: he's trying to RECALL Norrington. *headdesk*]

[heart0foak]

Your..singular...style of speech is also familiar, madam, but your name alas escapes me. I do apologise.

[[ooc: Norrington remembers Rosiel, but is being cheeky fellow.]]

[one_of_heaven]

Absymal tease.