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Post by Cap'n Jack on Jul 16, 2006 19:47:13 GMT
Jack was trying to find a heading to where the hell this veeeeeeeeery big treasure chest might be. Unfortunately, it kept swivelling around towards a large bottle of rum, but Jack new he couldnt drink it just yet - he needed to be sober to find their heading...... at last he lost his temper and stormed out of the door with the bottle in his hand and bumped into Barbossa. Jack said irritably "What the devil are you doing man?" and took Barb's hat while passing and stuck it on top of his own hat so he was wearing 2. Jack had decided that Barb's hat was his drinking hat *nods*
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Post by Barbossa (inactive) on Jul 16, 2006 19:55:08 GMT
Barbossa rolled his eyes, he liked his hat, maybe not as much as Jack liked his but still it was his, it wasn't Jack wearing it that bothered him it was the fact that when he wasn't wearing his hat the balding hair at the front of his head was very clearly visible. "Well seeing as I be part of ye crew, I sort of live on this ship with ye Jaaaack" he said irritated.
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Post by Cap'n Jack on Jul 16, 2006 19:57:49 GMT
Jack sat down heavily/moodily and swigged from his bottle again. He couldn't find the heading because his trusty compass kept pointing to the thing he was drinking. He sighede and looked incredibly cute and miserable (very unlike Jack) and offered Barbossa an apple sadly
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Post by Barbossa (inactive) on Jul 16, 2006 19:59:38 GMT
Barbossa gladly took the apple and began chomping away at it. "What seems to be the problem Jaaaack?" Barbossa asked, trying to sound genuinly worried about the captain.
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Post by Cap'n Jack on Jul 16, 2006 20:02:06 GMT
Jack took another swig and a sigh before answering "I can't find me heading! This dratted compass keeps pointing to me rum! and, I bet you've noticed, the crew are desperate to get their hands on some gold....." he trailed off into silence and stared out to sea - afraid of the old mutiny that Barbossa himself had lead. He didn't want THAT again...
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Post by Barbossa (inactive) on Jul 16, 2006 20:05:20 GMT
Barbossa really didn't know what to do he, being a very good captain (not that Jack isn't) had never had this problem, and never knew what to do when other people were upset, he stood looking at Jack feeling sorry for him for a minute before carrying on eating his apple.
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Post by Cap'n Jack on Jul 16, 2006 20:17:51 GMT
Jack suddenly stood up not drunkenly (somehow) and headed back to his cabin, a look of determination on his face and said while passing Barbossa "I'll give it one last shot, maybe the old compass will tell me where it is now" and rubbed his hands together and put Barb's hat back on Barb's head and grinned, trying to hide his fear of mutiny. Now that all the rum was gone from the island, there was nothing to look foward to, and of course, Davy Jones might come after him again...... he shivered and tried to forget Fishface. "I'll be back in a mo..." Jack said over his shoulder as he closed the door of his cabin behind him. Jack then stared hard at the compass which was lying ominously on the table still pointing at the bottle of rum in his hand. He swore loudly and drained the bottle. The compass swivelled round to point somewhere in a random direction. Jack sat down at the desk and feverishly started plotting th heading. Suddenly he thought of rum down in the basement below and the compass sivelled again towards the basement. Jack banged the table with his fist and said in his head 'not now! later! i promise! savvy?' he begged his brain (which was a bit weird)
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Post by Barbossa (inactive) on Jul 16, 2006 20:21:10 GMT
Barbossa could hear Jack talking to himself inside his cabin, he knew he was mad but... he walked towards the cabin, knowing he shouldn't go in, but still he did, he opened the door and walked in camly.
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Post by Cap'n Jack on Jul 16, 2006 20:24:00 GMT
Jack looked up, about to smash the compass, but lowered his fist at the sight of Barbossa. "Savvy?" he asked after a short pause.
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Post by Barbossa (inactive) on Jul 16, 2006 20:26:09 GMT
Barbossa stared at Ja(aaaa)ck and walked slowly and calmly towards him, "Ye know that its not the compass' fault Jaaaack" he said cooly.
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Post by Cap'n Jack on Jul 16, 2006 20:29:38 GMT
"I know it's not, its my DESIRE'S fault, see, I'm angry at my brain fot making the compass lead to the rum which is making my concerntration falter so I can't find my destination. So, my brain automatically blames the compass because it can't blame itself, savvy?" he said
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Post by Barbossa (inactive) on Jul 16, 2006 20:32:36 GMT
Barbossa just stared at Jack looking confused, "yes Jack..." he said turning to leave.
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Post by Cap'n Jack on Jul 16, 2006 20:39:54 GMT
"oh no, don't go" he said suddenly then clapped a hand over his mouth not wanting to sound desperate, then to sound more manly said "won't you sit down to dinner with me?" he said graciously, grinning a Jack smile
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Post by Barbossa (inactive) on Jul 16, 2006 20:48:36 GMT
"Arrrr, ye need some help Jaaaack" Barbossa couldn't help a little grin appearing on his face as he said this.
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Post by Cap'n Jack on Jul 16, 2006 21:00:34 GMT
"Well, sit down then," Jack said grinning his gold toothed grin but otherwise ignored Barbossa's comment. hen, shouting at the chef for a feast for the crew in their quaters and a seperate dinner for himself and the first mate in his cabin. soon the vhef had laid the table and alot of food was there. Jack sat down hungrily
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