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[pirate_jack]

"--what do you mean calling yourself a tavern-keep without having any rum on hand, you pestiferous, feculent, maggot-ridden excuse for a --"

He's shouting back over his shoulder as he comes barreling through the door, but when he swings around and realizes where he is, Jack Sparrow breaks off there with a start.

"Well now. That's much more

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[hisimprlmajesty]

I don't know why His Majesty is yelling in my head to tag here or why this seems like a good idea...Please feel free to ignore though 'cause I have to dive to slow time straight away.

"PLEASE SIRE! There are Ladies present, watch your tongue!" Emperor Norton says in outrage, turning from the bar to this newest (for him) patron.

[pirate_jack]

He rolls his eyes and grins wickedly at the other man.

"Pirate," he explains.

[hisimprlmajesty]

"Occupation is a poor excuse for poor manners," Norton replies.

[pirate_jack]

"There's nothing wrong with me manners, mate," Jack counters, looking offended. "They're much more better than yours, savvy?"

He waggles his fingers at Norton.

"What with all your scolding and carrying on."

[k_in_black]

"Tell me about it," a Man in Black says as he affectionately pats the glass of bourbon in front of him.

The Man looks like he's had a hell of a day.

[pirate_jack]

"A man after me own heart," Jack decides, then reconsiders.

"Not meaning with a knife, of course. Too messy."

Among other things.

[k_in_black]

"Prefer high-energy weapons myself," K replies. "Or heavy explosives."

"I don't like to do anything by halves."

[pirate_jack]

"Even messier if you've got someone handling the cannon what doesn't know what they're doing."

There's a pragmatic sort of sound to it, but black eyes are sparkling with mischief.

"'Course, that's got its good points too."

[thatinyourpipe]

"Rum eh? Always a promising drink."

This said from a more cheerful faun since the partially fake jungle cleared up in the back. He was currently sizing up the pirate captain with a grin.

[pirate_jack]

Jack grins back at him, even as his glance lingers on the horns for a moment.

"Much more than promising, mate. It's the best drink there is."

Helpfully, he proffers one of the glasses that Bar provides.

[thatinyourpipe]

"I'm more partial to the Atlantean or this wonderful wine from my hills, but I do like to be open to all possibilities." Pan grinned back, reveling in the attention.

He was used to be stared at. Though it was usually more due to what was currently hiding under the goatskin skirt at the moment, or just his whole horned and hairy appearance all together.

[pirate_jack]

"Depends on the hill," he points out. "Where is it that you're calling home port?"