o1 // voice

[parlelellylelo]

[When the voice feed starts, it sounds as if the muttering could be someone musing to themselves. An accidental recording, perhaps? But as it rambles on and on and on, it becomes clear that there is some sort of purpose to it, anyway.]

When a man finds himself midway to being marooned, it is both customary per the will and reason and otherwise wis

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voice forever;

[phaseshifts]

There's definitely rum.

But there's definitely disappointment too, if you're thinking of sailing off into the distance.

[parlelellylelo]

[A long pause. And then, a clattering. That would be Jack, shaking the compass.]

Oh.

[phaseshifts]

You were asking about company, weren't you?

[parlelellylelo]

Company, or lack of, or--

[Pauuuse.]

Right. And where is this--rum.

video;

[pullsheavendown]

Um...there are a lot of bars? They'll have rum.

[ooc: I put on some mood music for this.]

voice;

[parlelellylelo]

[Yes yes yes yes yes. This is more like it.]

And whereabouts would one go in search of this free rum.

[PERFECTION. So did I. 8)]

video;

[pullsheavendown]

Oh, it's not free rum. You have to pay for it. Or get someone to buy it for you.

[BEAUTIFUL.]

voice;

[parlelellylelo]

Yes, yes, yes, boy, someone, yes, and whereabouts would one find this rum, all freedom and someones and purchase aside.

[audio]

[gotanothercall]

Excuse me, and forgive me in advance if this is completely obvious.

Are you a pirate?

[audio]

[parlelellylelo]

Who's asking?

[And then, immediately afterward, not even get a chance to reply:]

No. No, no no.

[audio]

[gotanothercall]

[Pause on Archy's end, as he's just grinning to himself. His nephew would have loved this.]

Okay. Then what are you?

[audio]

[parlelellylelo]

[Triumphantly, with great finality:] A captain.

[cowboy_newsie]

First off, there's over a hundred people here, so you wouldn't be able to shoot us all even if you had a hundred-- and anyway, half o' us can't even die, so it'd be useless.

Two, your ship ain't here, and even if it was, we've got better stuff than ships.

Three, what's your name?

[parlelellylelo]

First off, I have dealt with your basic undead before, and it is never useless. A great relief of stress.

[With more affront:] And there is nothing better than a ship. And I have already given my introduction, if you weren't listening, that's no fault of mine. Clean out your ears, boy.

[cowboy_newsie]

Yeah, but it's a waste of bullets. And I'm not an undead, I'm an immortal, there's a difference. And yes there is and no you haven't.

[parlelellylelo]

[...yes. Yes, that is a fair point. And there isn't a difference, and there isn't a thing better, but--]

Haven't I.

[Pauuuuuse. A bit more brightly:] Haven't I! Captain Jack Sparrow. Captain of a ship, which of nothing surpasses or out runs.

[alwaysforhim]

Of course there's rum. But wouldn't you rather know where you are first?

[parlelellylelo]

[Pauuuuuse.]

No. No, I would not. You've got some?

[alwaysforhim]

Er-- yes, a bit. We're in Canada, though. In the year 2011.

[parlelellylelo]

And how much is your bit.