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Post by Jack Sparrow on Jul 19, 2006 13:46:25 GMT -5
"Rum rum rum rum rum rum rum rum" *Jack talked to himself in a low voice as he crept along the rows of bottles, looking for rum. It had been a rough few week so far, with all this hiding. Every time he showed his face, complete strangers would fling themselves at him. Girls seemed to adore him but stopped just shy of actually disrobing within five minutes of first saying hello, and then he couldn't get rid of them and it was all "let's talk about this!" or "tell me all about yourself", which was bloody difficult when one was hungover/drunk and didn't have much of a short-term memory at the best of times. Then their lovers came along, blamed Jack, and administered beatings on the hapless pirate captain, rather than the cluelessly admiring girls who in truth deserved what he was getting.* Oh how I long for the good ol' days o' the likes o' Scarlett and Giselle...rum rum rum rum rum rum rum rum...
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Elphaba
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Post by Elphaba on Jul 19, 2006 13:59:17 GMT -5
*enters, hoping to find someplace devoid of brainless girls*
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Post by Alex on Jul 19, 2006 13:59:49 GMT -5
*Alex, flask empty, had been wondering if any whiskey was about to refill it. She finally decided to do something about it, as she was not only half Irish but half English and therefore purposeful and efficient about her liquor.* "I say... Wine cellar?" *She entered and began looking, but heard a low hum from close ahead. Or was it 'rum'?* "Who's there, then?"
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Post by Alex on Jul 19, 2006 14:00:23 GMT -5
*enters, hoping to find someplace devoid of brainless girls* ((lol, must have written at same time))
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Elphaba
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Post by Elphaba on Jul 19, 2006 14:05:52 GMT -5
*turns sharply at the sound of Alex's voice, having not seen Jack yet*
I am. Who are you?
*stays in the shadows so as not to have to deal with the skin color issue yet*
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Post by Alex on Jul 19, 2006 14:12:41 GMT -5
*Alex jumps back slightly, startled by the curt reply.* "Well, 'I', I'm Alex. Alex Abercrombie-O'Toole. Have we met?" *She peers unhelpfully through the gloom.*
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Post by Elphaba on Jul 19, 2006 14:17:24 GMT -5
*just as curt as before*
No. We haven't.
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Jul 19, 2006 14:18:49 GMT -5
*Freezes, hearing voices. Sees two figures at the other end of the cellar in the gloom. Backs towards the ladder slowly, trying not to make any noise. And backs into a cask anyways with a loud thump.* "Bugga." *Turns and books it over to the ladder and scrambles up partway before turning and looking pleadingly at the rum he'd ferreted out. He bounds back, grabs the bottle and shoots back up the ladder on wobbly feet.* "Bugga bugga bugga bugga bugga bugga bugga..."
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Elphaba
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Post by Elphaba on Jul 19, 2006 14:22:50 GMT -5
Who's there? *to Alex* Did you hear that? *over her shoulder* Show yourself!
*upon getting no reply, she rushes back into the darkness and over to the ladder which she could somehow see, grabs the person on it by the back of his coat and yanks him down onto the floor, moving to stand over him*
Who are you? Who do you work for?
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Jul 19, 2006 14:28:57 GMT -5
*Jack hugged his rum tightly and gaped upwards.* "IT'S ONE OF THE DAMNED CREW OF THE FLYING DUTCHMAN! COVERED IN ALGAE!" *He glanced at the palm of his hand and saw a smear of black on it and grimaced.* "LOOK! AN UNDEAD MONKEY!" *Jack pointed into the distance behind Elphaba an squirmed back towards the stepladder that led to freedom.*
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Post by Elphaba on Jul 19, 2006 14:37:39 GMT -5
*turns to look where he pointed, but catches herself almost immediately and throws Jack back down to the floor in one swift movement*
Tell me who you work for or I'll kill you now! Were you sent by the Wizard?
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Post by Alex on Jul 19, 2006 16:06:56 GMT -5
*Alex dashes forward, having recognized Jack.* Stop! He doesn't work for anyone. *She places a hand on the other woman's arm.* He's just a drunk pirate. Probably hiding from all the women what have been throwing themselves at him, for some reason. *She looks down at Jack.* You all right?
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Post by Elphaba on Jul 19, 2006 16:21:05 GMT -5
*pulls her arm away from Alex and steps in front of the ladder, fully prepared to stop Jack if he attempts another escape*
If he's not sent by the Wizard, he's feeling guilty for something. Why else would he try so hard to get away from me? Do I look like the type to throw myself at anyone, let alone someone in a drunken stupor?
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Post by Alex on Jul 19, 2006 16:29:59 GMT -5
It's dark. And what do looks have to do with anything? If he's in a drunken stupor, he can't hurt you, can he? *Alex tried to look at the other woman.* Lots of strange people around here lately; and I thought I was a foreigner. *She shook her head.* I don't know anyone named Wizard, and 'sides, you should see this fellow--every time he goes out, he gets jumped. I should be so lucky... *she mused.* But I don't think he's guilty of more than broken hearts and eventual gout. Oh, and piracy. *She looked towards Elphaba again.* Who are you?
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Post by Elphaba on Jul 19, 2006 17:03:49 GMT -5
*pulls her hat down low*
Who I am makes no difference in this situation. Who are you?
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