Will Turner Jr. (
captainwhelp) wrote in
dramadramaduck2012-05-11 09:21 pm
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[Forgive the sudden video. Will was trying to dry the little slip of magical cloth and somehow the video turned on. He looks honestly surprised that he can access the community from where he is but before he can say anything a voice catches his attention.]
Davy Jones never once gave up that what he took.
That doesn’t matter. We’re trapped here by your doing. No different then Jack.
[There’s a bit of a tense silence before a woman speaks up.]
Witty Jack...is closah den you tink.
[Will’s hands fall to his sides and the video feed shifts at the movement. It’s tilted oddly but the image it captures is impossible to misunderstand. A ship with black sails is moving over the edge of a rather impressive sand dune. Ships can’t sail sand though...well they can actually; with the help of thousands of small rock-like crabs.
If the viewers eyes are clear enough and the sun isn’t in the way, look to the tallest mast. A familiar silhouette is seen against the bright sky. The ship draws closer, allowing a clear (if still slightly far) look at one Captain Jack Sparrow.
The ship continues on, the wave of crustaceans pushing the ship clean into the open sea. With a splash that seems to snap Will from his trance he steps forward. The little slip of cloth falls aside, covered for the moment by sand.]
((ooc: replies will come from both Jack and Will))
Davy Jones never once gave up that what he took.
That doesn’t matter. We’re trapped here by your doing. No different then Jack.
[There’s a bit of a tense silence before a woman speaks up.]
Witty Jack...is closah den you tink.
[Will’s hands fall to his sides and the video feed shifts at the movement. It’s tilted oddly but the image it captures is impossible to misunderstand. A ship with black sails is moving over the edge of a rather impressive sand dune. Ships can’t sail sand though...well they can actually; with the help of thousands of small rock-like crabs.
If the viewers eyes are clear enough and the sun isn’t in the way, look to the tallest mast. A familiar silhouette is seen against the bright sky. The ship draws closer, allowing a clear (if still slightly far) look at one Captain Jack Sparrow.
The ship continues on, the wave of crustaceans pushing the ship clean into the open sea. With a splash that seems to snap Will from his trance he steps forward. The little slip of cloth falls aside, covered for the moment by sand.]
((ooc: replies will come from both Jack and Will))

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[He bites his lip, looking around the deck to make sure no one was poking about.]
We made it to the locker.
[And he's not entirely happy about that.]
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Except now there is another problem.
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[But Will is just humouring everyone at the moment. He's been doing that a lot it seems.]
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Saved us all a great deal of arguing and searching.
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[He points up at the sails.]
Not a bit of wind or current...
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[Though any sort of movement would be nice at this point.]
I wonder if they could work on the water.
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[Except now the rescuers also need a rescue.]
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I believe they are Tia Dalma's though...
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[He wasn't paying attention to when.]
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[Bah-link!]
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Dead Master! It is good to see you well.
[Annnd now for her question. HE glances back and smirks a bit.]
I believe those small creatures can do whatever Tia Dalma wishes.
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Captain Jack Sparrow?
What worth was
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[He isn't trusting anyone on this ship anymore.]
He has his purpose. There is still something I need that only he can provide.
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