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[She's been waiting.
Last night, she had made her way to the Pearl, to have a talk with her captain, and it would be hard to say which of the two was growing more restless. He could not say what she wanted to hear, and she is ever fickle; impatient and demanding.
Today, someone else spoke to her, and today, the wait is at an end.]
Even inside the bar, the tremors can be felt: a shiver and a shifting of the ground, accompanied by the howl of a violent, warm wind--but they soon end and the wind (still shifting, still strong, but calmer and fairer now) ceases its wild calls.
Inside the bar, there is no smell of salt and no glitter of off Caribbean waves, no ripples and splashes of white visible where the ocean rollers meet the calm lake water.
Outside, there is.
[OOC: Due to PotC plot, Milliways now has a connection, via channel that was once the Black Pearl's inlet, with the ocean. Feel free to have your character notice this and react to it here or in their own posts.
Last night, she had made her way to the Pearl, to have a talk with her captain, and it would be hard to say which of the two was growing more restless. He could not say what she wanted to hear, and she is ever fickle; impatient and demanding.
Today, someone else spoke to her, and today, the wait is at an end.]
Even inside the bar, the tremors can be felt: a shiver and a shifting of the ground, accompanied by the howl of a violent, warm wind--but they soon end and the wind (still shifting, still strong, but calmer and fairer now) ceases its wild calls.
Inside the bar, there is no smell of salt and no glitter of off Caribbean waves, no ripples and splashes of white visible where the ocean rollers meet the calm lake water.
Outside, there is.
[OOC: Due to PotC plot, Milliways now has a connection, via channel that was once the Black Pearl's inlet, with the ocean. Feel free to have your character notice this and react to it here or in their own posts.