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Oct. 7th, 2007 04:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The ship was theirs again. Back home in Tortuga. Everything was right in the world.
And Gibbs could sleep well for the first time in ages, aided only by a little rum.
Well, maybe more than a little.
And Gibbs could sleep well for the first time in ages, aided only by a little rum.
Well, maybe more than a little.
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Date: 2007-10-23 01:28 pm (UTC)Surprised speechless, Giselle and Scarlett leave off their squabble and stare at him.
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Date: 2007-10-23 01:35 pm (UTC)"Listen to me!"
And evidently this latest occurrence is finally enough to break through what patience he has left, as Jack promptly informs Giselle,
"Yes, I lied to you."
To Scarlett, he adds, "No, I don't love you."
Then, to Giselle, "Of course it makes you look fat!" Her mouth drops open in angry shock, but Jack doesn't wait before turning back to tell Scarlett, "I've never been to Brussels."
Which reminds him of something else, and he rolls his eyes at Giselle and gestures with both hands to accent his words as he points out,
"It is pronounced 'egregious.'"
"By the way, no," he puts in as an aside, to Scarlett, "I've never actually met Pizarro, but I love his pies."
Finally, Jack levels a flatly annoyed stare at them both as he concludes,
"And all of this pales to utter insignificance in light of the fact that my ship is, once again, gone!"
A beat.
"Savvy?"
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Date: 2007-10-23 01:37 pm (UTC)CRACK!
That's the sound of Giselle's open palm meeting the side of Jack's face in a slap. As his head snaps to the side, Scarlett adds her own opinion.
CRACK!
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Date: 2007-10-23 01:38 pm (UTC)CRACK!
-- and then glares at its recipient.
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Date: 2007-10-23 01:47 pm (UTC)And he knows that it might be time for a parting of the ways. Till Jack gets his ship back, of course.
"Take what you can--"
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Date: 2007-10-23 01:53 pm (UTC)"--give nothing back."
He raises his hand as if holding a tankard and taps it against Gibbs's own closed fist.
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Date: 2007-10-23 02:07 pm (UTC)"Tell me, ladies, what d'ye know of sea turtles?"
The women welcome his company (at least for the time being), and Gibbs links arms with them.
Maybe it won't be such a bad day after all.
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Date: 2007-10-23 02:15 pm (UTC)(bring me that horizon)
After a moment, he smiles.