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Jul 23, 2009 20:28

Elizabeth hasn't been back since that night. Quite simply, she wished to avoid spending another evening in that fashion, interesting conversation with Bela aside ( Read more... )

elizabeth swann, x-23, gibbs

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pirate_gibbs July 24 2009, 01:17:03 UTC

Not long afterwards, Captain Mrs Turner's trusty boatswain enters. And spots her standing transfixed at the bulletin board.

Which he can actually read with a bit of effort. His literacy is getting better.

[ooc: not around long, but we are overdue, yes?]

try_corsets July 24 2009, 01:23:34 UTC

Elizabeth glances at him out of the corner of her eye.

"In the woods." Beat. "I was under the impression that the rules weren't quite as strict beyond those doors."

She nods toward the lake.

pirate_gibbs July 24 2009, 01:26:06 UTC

"We both know that sometimes rules are more like guidelines. That can works in both directions." He ponders the name. He ponders Elizabeth's face. "I assume that the captain knew this Mister Rosen?"

try_corsets July 24 2009, 01:32:28 UTC

"I've never heard the name," Elizabeth informs him.

This is true.

"I am plagued by simple curiosity, that's all."

This is not.

She does a one quarter turn and faces him, smiling slightly.

"Were you here that night?"

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cutting_edgex23 July 24 2009, 01:34:49 UTC

X catches Elizabeth's captured attention, and she slips closer.

Carefully.

The scent might have something to do with it, too.

And --

"You are okay?"

try_corsets July 24 2009, 01:38:28 UTC

Stiffening, Elizabeth turns a flat look on the girl. She's not so much startled as vaguely annoyed at the stealth with which the newcomer approached.

"I am perfectly well," she announces.

To exhibit this, she takes a sip of lukewarm tea.

cutting_edgex23 July 24 2009, 01:40:35 UTC

X tilts her head slightly, flicking a glance between Elizabeth and the poster.

"Okay."

Dubious X is dubious.

"You have met him? The one who was killed."

She had, after all, been standing in front of the noticeboard for a very long time.

try_corsets July 24 2009, 01:47:09 UTC

"I've met lots of people," Elizabeth says, mildly, "but not him, I don't believe. I would have recalled the name."

One eyebrow arches.

"Who was he?"

She doesn't seem overly bothered by the fact that this West fellow died in the woods.

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