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Post by Sibylla DuBois on Dec 4, 2006 15:56:32 GMT -5
She sat back in her chair and began drinking from the bottle that had been given to her. She began drinking from it giggling to herself.
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Post by ~Kailani Cooper~ on Dec 4, 2006 16:01:12 GMT -5
Kailani's brow twitched in irritation as the rum keg was set down on the table. She wasn't in the mood to deal with a drunk so she snatched it up before Jack could get to it, "My name's Kailani and I'm looking for a way to Port Royal." She explained watching the liqure as she swerled it in the cup, "Know anyone that could help me?"
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Post by Captain Jack Sparrow on Dec 4, 2006 16:04:59 GMT -5
Jack looked up at her suddenly gloomy "Why must they always take the rum, Why"?
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Post by ~Kailani Cooper~ on Dec 4, 2006 16:07:14 GMT -5
((lol))
Kailani smiled and leaned over the table, holding the keg in front of his nose, "You can have it back, if you take me to Port Royal." She said suggestivly, her sea blue eyes sparkiling in the candle light.
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Post by Captain Jack Sparrow on Dec 4, 2006 19:37:40 GMT -5
Jack thought it over "A lot of work is put into the sailing of a ship, work for me crew, they will want to know why I am carting a lass here and there, and it might not be safe".
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Post by ~Kailani Cooper~ on Dec 4, 2006 19:41:11 GMT -5
Kailani smiled, seting down the keg and sitting back in a chair that had conveniently been there, "Why thank you Captain! I'm not worried about danger, it can't be worse than living here. Oh and I'm sure you won't mind if I bring a few friends."
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Post by Sibylla DuBois on Dec 4, 2006 19:43:28 GMT -5
Sibylla stood and looked pretty content after downing two whole bottles of that lovely Tortuga Rum. By that time, she would have been smashed and all over the place but she wasn't. She bowed gracefully towards Jack,
"I must take my leave Monsieur Sparrow. I shall see you tomorrow."
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Post by Captain Jack Sparrow on Dec 4, 2006 19:51:11 GMT -5
He smiled at her and waved, he really had liked her and hoped he would see her again to talk to her most females around here were well---not for talking to, they had other uses.
He eyed the wily female before him "Actually I do mind, what would be my incentive for carting a pack of lasses around in unsafe waters"?
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Post by Sibylla DuBois on Dec 4, 2006 19:54:19 GMT -5
Before she left she handed him a piece of parchment paper from the belt of her gown,
"Meet me at my home tomorrow. I'll show you my ship."
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Post by ~Kailani Cooper~ on Dec 4, 2006 19:55:46 GMT -5
Kailani arched a brow, "What kind of question is that? I'll tell Elizabeth you tried to turn her down and denyed her a chance to get back to her love." She accented the word 'tried' as if he had shot and missed that bird all together, "And my other comrade is a man named Peter, surely you could put him to work out there with the rest of the junk yard dogs right?"
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Post by Captain Jack Sparrow on Dec 4, 2006 19:56:00 GMT -5
He blinked Her ship...what is that supposed to mean for a moment his mind had some wayward thoughts but no, she hadn't seemed like that sort of girl.
Did she actually have one? There might have been more to this lass than meets the eye.
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Post by Sibylla DuBois on Dec 4, 2006 19:59:08 GMT -5
"I have my own boat. My Papa got it for me when I was 10. It's called the French Flower. I've been sailing on it for about seven years now in total. But I just got on land from being out to sea for three weeks..."
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Post by ~Kailani Cooper~ on Dec 4, 2006 20:02:13 GMT -5
Kailani growled, idiot "JACK!" She hissed, irritated, "Did you hear me? If you don't speak I'm gonna assume that's a yes and I'm going to go get my things." Was he drunk already? What a loon, maybe this wasn't such a good idea. But Elizabeth seemed to talk fondly of him, which was really the only reason Kailani was sitting at this table
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Post by Captain Jack Sparrow on Dec 4, 2006 20:04:22 GMT -5
"Fine" he said nodding not seeing how he had much choice in the matter "I can see Elizabeth picks girls who are just as shy, meek and modest as she is to be her friends" he said sarcastically.
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Post by Sibylla DuBois on Dec 4, 2006 20:10:51 GMT -5
She walked briskly out of the bar and out up the road. She felt the effects of the rum quickly setting in. She stood outside letting her face feel the sea air. Shaking her head a few times, she continued on her way.
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