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[pirate_jack]

For the first time in nearly a year, he's surrounded by the sea.

The Black Pearl rests in the center of the bay, rocked by salt waves and warm Caribbean winds, and her captain stands on her quarterdeck, staring toward the sunset, looking toward that distant point where sea and sky meet.

(bring me that horizon)

As Jack looks out over the (ocean)

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[politestpirate]

This was new. This was beyond new and sudden- and if his hands have stilled in fastening the rigging, it can be more than understandable. Wellard glances down quickly to Jack on the deck, and manages a quick, worried nod- even if it is not seen, he quickly goes back to reefing the sail.

"-What's happening-- are we still on the lake?"

[pirate_jack]

"Aye, we're on the lake, only it's not so much the lake as it is the sea now."

Jack flicks a glance out over the water again as he says this -- it's been so long, it's hard to look away -- then tilts his head back once more to look up at Wellard.

"And I'm of a mind to be sailing sooner rather than later, savvy?"

[politestpirate]

-if Belar added mountains to Milliways...

Bringing the ocean to the lake could be done as well- and would be even more welcome, in his mind.

Wellard relaxes, and then grins down to Jack. "Sooner than later. Yes, sir!"

[pirate_jack]

"Good lad!"

Jack grins up at him, then hastens on, toward the bow, hands already itching to grasp lines and lanyards, then to take the wheel once more.