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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on Jun 1, 2007 21:41:44 GMT
"Easy!" he beamed, "I want my salt Gibbs, show me the salt!" he shooed him away hurriedly, sniffing the air as he did so. Nothing, so ocean mist, no fishy scents, absolutely nothing. "Haste, haste!" he shouted.
When a very bemused Gibbs returned with salt, he gestured for him to open the barrel. Once he'd done so, Jack grabbed two hands fulls, walked to the edge of the ship, carefully opened his hand and blew the salt into the air. He waved him over, "Bring it over here then!"
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Evelyn let out another laugh before Alex managed to get away from the dancefloor with a huff.
Jorge sat beside Will and nudged him gently, "You are not going to dance with her Senor?" he asked with an encouraging smile.
Before Will could even get up, Rory had already joined Evelyn. He put an arm around her waist and kissed her cheek tenderly. "Welcome back..." he whispered in her ear.
Evelyn tilted her head at him. He smiled a little, "Just seeing you smile like that, and hearing your laugh..." They danced together, and for that night, it seemed everything was forgotten.
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on Jun 3, 2007 19:30:47 GMT
Will shook his head at Jorge, and gave a half hearted smile...
"I simply couldn't upstage Alex's performance." He glanced over at the pair and though he felt that familiar twinge that brought a dark cloud over his thoughts, he was thankful that Evelyn was seemingly recovering...
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Gibbs hauled the salt over to Jack and watched with utter bemusement as the man sprinkled the fine white powder everywhere. Brushing some off his shoulders, Gibbs backed away a little, glancing at Marty and Cotton who had gathered nearby to watch...
Victoria had appeared in the doorway of Jack's cabin in her new attire, similarly frowning as she watched the bizarre events...
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on Jun 3, 2007 19:41:52 GMT
As the hours passed by, the music settled for a relaxing mood. The crew sprawled out with their drinks and talked amongst themselves. Jorge smiled at William knowingly, "I see the way you look at her. You have the eyes of a lover, no?"
Evelyn was nearby, sitting cross-legged by a fire. She sipped her whiskey and laughed at Alex's annoyance.
"Oh shut your mouth. So I can't dance, big deal." he scowled. "Bl**dy idiots..." he muttered.
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Jack started sniffing again, and smiled contently. He threw a handful of salt behind his shoulder, then filled up his pockets whilst muttering to himself about a pig and a rainbow.
Mr. Cotton looked to the others, mouth agape. Not that he didn't expect such behaviour from his Captain. His tree didn't go all the way up the top branch.
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on Jun 3, 2007 19:45:56 GMT
"And you'll have black eyes in a minute if you don't watch your tongue..." Will muttered to the man beside him, tearing his eyes away from Evelyn to look out into the deep mist surrounding them...
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Victoria spoke first...
"What in the name of God are you doing?" she asked incredulously, hands on her hips as she surveyed the deck, covered in the substance and so resembled a small snow storm.
The rest of the crew span around to glance at her, and then at Jack to see how he would respond...
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on Jun 3, 2007 19:56:42 GMT
Jorge let out an amused laugh, "And why is that Senor?"
Evelyn nodded, "Well yeah, ya askin' me, Katrina's better than the lot of yer."
Katrina grinned, "'Course I am, better than Alex could ever be at least!"
"As if! All you do is mix some herbs and play with stones." Alex narrowed his eyes and sipped his rum.
"Those herbs save your *rse Alex, and what is you do? 'Cept for sulking about and making smart comments." Katrina replied smoothly.
"Now, now, you too, before we get into round two, let's not say anythin' we'll regret, eh?" Evelyn intervened. "You wanna fight, y'wait till we're on land. Unless yer want me to issue lashings." she raised an eyebrow.
Both ceased their bickering. Rory let out a sigh, "So, where we headed now?"
Evelyn shrugged, "Don't know. Right now, wherever."
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Jack turned to see her, "Ah! Victoria!" he noticed her garments, "You look marvellous." He looked down at the floor, blanketed in white, then back at her, "No salt in the air...can't have that now can we? Oh!" he glanced about, the fog was thicker now. "Well that's not very helpful..."
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on Jun 3, 2007 20:21:24 GMT
Will gave the man a warning glance before hopping down from his perch and wandering over to the little group. He'd been mildly listening to the conversation...
"How about we head to Portugal? Pick up supplies there, and then either head towards Asia or back across to the Americas? We can decide once we've stocked up..."
He looked to his Captain for approval...
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Victoria and the crew looked peturbed by the thick smog rolling in. Gibbs was muttering about bad omens once again, and Cotton's parrot was squawking worriedly. Victoria cast Jack an indredulous look, and said nothing, though she licked her finger and held it into the air in front of her. Then she put it back into her mouth...
"You're right," She said softly, frowning prettily, "How bizarre..."
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on Jun 3, 2007 20:34:15 GMT
He smiled knowingly, then opened his hands to suggest the barrel, "Hence the salt throwing." he walked over to her slowly, "It's very endearing you know...for you to wear my clothes..."
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There was an awkward pause. Katrina smiled at him warmly, Helen eyed him up a little, Alex and Rory weren't so welcoming. Evelyn looked up at him and patted a space next to her, "Sit down, Will." Katrina couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at Evelyn, then turned back to Will, "Portugal sounds good, they've got good trades there, and it's close enough, eh Evie?" Evelyn nodded, "I suppose, why not?" she took another sip of her whiskey and lit a cigarette. She breathed out the tobacco smoke, "Portugal it is."
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on Jun 3, 2007 20:38:42 GMT
Will sat down next to her, the feeling of inner smugness causing him to cast a wide grin around at the other crew members. He lingered when he got to Rory, and then took a deep swig of his rum, finishing the last drop in his bottle. He glanced at Evelyn, then at Rory. Feeling as chirpy as he did, he decided to see how far he could annoy the other man in Evelyn's life...
"Which part of Ireland are you from?" He queried innocently.
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Victoria gave a little smirk..
"I would hardly be useful in my skirts..." she replied with a twinkle in her dark eyes.
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on Jun 3, 2007 20:46:52 GMT
Evelyn put a hand on Rory's leg, very subtly suggesting to him to play nice. Rory took a swig of his whiskey and replied nonchalantly, "County Cork, Munster." he lit himself a cigarette from Evelyn's and took a drag of it, "What about you, cub?" he asked, with a hint of bilittlement.
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Jack pulled at the oversized shirt she was wearing, "You like wearing my clothes?" he asked, his hand brushing across her chest.
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on Jun 3, 2007 20:51:09 GMT
"Originally from Scotland...but moved to London when I was very young. And then the Caribbean when I was about...eleven." He took a swig of second drink. Will raised an eyebrow playfully...
"And how did you end up pirate?"
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"No." Victoria answered bluntly, still smirking. "I like them on you better..." she retorted, "But I prefer them off."
Her grin widened.
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on Jun 3, 2007 20:57:00 GMT
Jack grinned, "Is that right? Well, I may have to take a note of that." he tilted his head, eyes glinting. "Sure you don't want to see me in your clothes?" he said teasingly.
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Rory narrowed his eyes, what was this? An interrogation? "Circumstance depicts." he said bluntly. "Do you want my whole life story? Or just certain details?" he asked sardonically. Katrina tutted at him and gave him a 'no need for that' look.
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on Jun 3, 2007 21:02:18 GMT
Will shook his head...
"I just wondered how a gentleman like you turns into a drunken, violent, lazy good for nothing fool." He took another deep swig and goaded him with his eyes, partially for his own amusement, and partially for Evelyn's...
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"You? In a skirt?" Victoria laughed and covered her mouth with her hand. Once she had controlled herself, she coughed...
"I'd love to see that."
"So would we!", Pintel and Ragetti were hovering nearby, snickering at the idea. Gibbs continued to frown. Victoria gave another giggle, and once again, the rough linen trousers dropped to her ankles, leaving only the shirt to cover her modesty. The men gasped. Victoria raised her eyes to heaven and her pale cheeks were tinged briefly with pink...
"I need a bloody belt...." she said, as she gracefully pulled them back up.
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on Jun 3, 2007 21:13:35 GMT
Rory leaned in dangerously, "Y'givin' me cheek, bowsie?" he said with venom. "Yer'd better dry up, unless y'wanna have a go."
Evelyn gently pushed him back, "Rory, he's just messin' with ya, I'm not havin' no fight aboard my ship."
Rory clenched his fist, "I'm not havin' no lip from a little boy who's never even felt the warmth of a woman."
Alex smirked at the comment. Katrina frowned at him, "Rory..." she whispered. Rory looked at her but said nothing, he took a swig of his whiskey.
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Jack bit his lip to hold back laughter, "Aye, I think you do...don't want my crew seein' my bird in such a state, that's for my eyes." he grinned and took her to his cabin.
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on Jun 5, 2007 19:34:30 GMT
Will laughed at Rory's manner, mocking his Irish accent...
"Little boy? Warmth of a woman?" He fell back into peals of laughter. He finished his second bottle of rum, and shook his head pityingly. It amused him to see the man so wound up. His gaze fell on Evelyn...
"I have, my lady, certainly felt the warmth of a women, and would love to do so again...just in case you were wondering..." He winked cheekily at her, feeling rather tipsy having consumed so much rum in such a short space of time. He felt himself flush a little at his own suggestion.
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In Jack's cabin, Victoria glanced around for something more substantial to keep the trousers around her waist. She looked at him and though amused, spoke quite seriously...
"Look...I'm trying my best. I was considering cutting off my hair...but I thought I'd just look like some sad little eunech..." she began to grin again..."And that would bring about all sorts of rumours..."
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on Jun 5, 2007 19:47:55 GMT
Evelyn raised an eyebrow, her lip curled into a smile. It was very bold of him, and she certainly wouldn't have expected such behaviour from bashful Master Turner. Had he implied...? She hadn't forgotten his confession to her. The thought of it did make her smile again amusedly, but also made her feel uncomfortable.
She noticed Rory's anger rising and kissed him fully on the lips, "Now now darlin', yer just givin' him want he wants...so stop givin' him want he wants and give me...what I...want..." the last word was a whisper. Rory breathed out and cupped her cheek, kissing her with much desire. She hadn't even let her touch him, perhaps she was feeling better now...
Evelyn drew back and smiled, the kisses just felt...hot and awkward. She suddenly felt awful, and decided to move away from the situation, "I'm feelin' awfully tired...this whiskey's numbin' me down, I'm gonna go get some shut eye..." she stood up and bid her comrades a good night.
As she left, Rory watched her with disappointment. He spoke quietly, "She's been actin' like this since the other night..."
Katrina uncrossed her legs and stretched them out with a sigh, "She's just tired Rory, and still on edge about the whole London thing. And the knighting, don't forget."
Alex took another sip of his rum, "It's different though ain't it? She was still..." he trailed off as Rory looked at him, "Well come on, she hasn't been giving you any has she?"
Rory stood up and turned to go, "Go to hell Alex."
Katrina tutted, and hit Alex's arm, "There was no need for that. Don't go sticking your nose in their business."
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Jack laughed a little at the comment, "Ah nothing new there love." Her face looked a little shocked at the implication, "I mean with...so a belt!" He glanced at her, up, and down...then unbuckled his belt, partially to offer one to her, and partially...to unbuckle his belt.
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