The nineteenth-century adventures of two immortal pirate lords, one ex-commodore, and an undead monkey.
This grew out of a fic exchange request for what I think is a unique OT3.* It was too dark and long for the exchange, but I wrote it anyway.
Pairing: um... Sparringtossa? (This part mostly Sparrington. You can bail out when things get ugly
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Finest description of Jack Sparrow ever. Bless you, and fanfiction, for giving us so many of Jack's faces. And Norrington's and Barbossa's too, especially here.
Philothée O'Neddy. Perfect.
This is fabulous, and I'm not bailing. Bring it on ♥
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Part 2 is posted now, but there's still time to bail...
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I've been wondering if this was ever going to show up officially. And now it has, and it's delightful.
I totally adore (and buy) how comfy and at ease Jack Sparrow is in 19th century Paris. It's a match made in absinthe-fueled, libertine, bohemian heaven. No, he's not perfectly happy without the sea, and we wouldn't want him any other way. But if he's got to be stuck on land for a while, this certainly suits him better than, say, 21st century LA.
I love how James is so unfazed by all the oddnesses of his life. That he's all I believe the usual rate is one hundred years’ service and I promised one hundred years, and I served no less. Under any captain or none. And I love that his sensible straightforwardness and willingness to follow orders (which I imagine was quite a rarity in the world of the Dutchman) just kept on getting him promoted, all the way up to Captain.
the French had had another of their revolutionsWhat a perfectly Jamesian thing to say, with just the right soupçon of throwing-his-hands-up, eye ( ... )
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No, he sure as hell wouldn't.
'Course, I'm glad he let it grow out again by the time James caught up with him. Wouldn't want to be confusing our Paris-going, currency-counterfeiting, blond Jacks.
Flomp away with that laptop and feel better. My inner (not to mention outer) art historian is poised with great excitement to read the last chapter of this. Stiff drinks not necessary, but certainly welcomed.
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This is fab. I was going to make yet another comment about how I love your shameless Jack when I realized that shamelessness is probably the top feature that attracts me to Jack. Yesss, immodest Jack.
Even with all the time in the world to develop a business that's on the up-and-up, Jack just can't resist being on the wrong side of the law, eh? I like the easy way James falls in with him, but resists his mind-altering substances. James is all about having standards, whatever they may be. And Barbossa is all about kicking in doors and calculating what's best for the image he cultivates.
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Oh god, I am SO incredibly jealous that you've still got the fantabulousness that is the rest of this book ahead of you. Seriously, I just read this line in your post and had a little squeal moment. You lucky girl. And of all people, I know you'll appreciate how great it is. Enjoy.
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Yes, shameless, immodest, outrageous... I can never find enough synonyms for that when I write Jack. It's definitely part of his appeal, I think: part of his freedom. He's either incapable of shame, or he simply refuses it. Like that comeback when Norrington says he's the "worst pirate I've ever heard of"--"Ah, but you have heard of me!" That's Jack!
He and James are just made to test one another's values. Among other things.
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it seemed like a good idea to head towards the highest concentrations of alcohol, loose women, and general depravity.
LOL! I adore your Norrington, the stiff snarky crust, the tender middle. And your extremely post-AWE Jack is perfect, every detail exactly right. And Barbossa and the monkey coming in at such a moment: priceless.
Onward!
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Hope you enjoy the rest!
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*bounces happily*
Can't wait!!!!
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"Unfortunately, you were…" (For the love of Christ, the man was dead! He'd had to reprimand some marines who'd been kicking the corpse.) "…indisposed."
This is undoubtably the funniest line I have ever read about Barbossa's death--I laughed til breakfast was made. I could see Norrington's graciously polite face in light of his whole situation--the man is truly a gentleman!
Thank you for a wonderous new read. Drop us in Paris anytime!
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And Jack, yeah, he probably likes showing Hector what a good time he's having without him.
Thanks for commenting!
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