Christmas on the Pearl

[pirate_gibbs]

The Captain's quarters are set. The large desk has been cleared of Jack's personal goods. The rest of the room is neat and orderly, as it tends to be (much to Gibbs' constant surprise). Whatever chairs can be found belowdecks have been dragged up by the first mate, creating a cozy feel.

The desk and the larger chests are covered with oilcloth, which serve as crude tablecloths. The ship's hodgepodge of dishes, cups and silverware, plundered from many ports and ships, sit near a selection of traditional holiday treats, from ham to mincepie. At the center of the desk, there is a crystal decanter with a gold nameplate saying "Captain Jack Sparrow", filled with red wine, surrounded by matching glasses.

And there is a small, sparsely decorated tree in a corner near the hammock.

It's Christmas on the Black Pearl. Welcome.

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Arrivals

[pirate-gibbs.livejournal.com]

The Captain and his stalwart First Mate await the guests. (This once, Gibbs won't even say anything about women on a ship.)

Toasts

[pirate-gibbs.livejournal.com]

Let the rum, and the words, flow!

Re: Arrivals

[futures_of_ash]

Rachel never was good with time, so she simply came as it grew dark. Walking across the waters with the occasional flicker of flame and dressed once more in spandex of the heroine type.

She even knocked on the side of the ship gently, waiting for permission to board.

Re: Arrivals

[pirate-gibbs.livejournal.com]

Gibbs here a knock from a strange place. That's not the kind of sound he wants to hear.

But then he sees...a woman? Dressed in her underwear? Standing on the water?

"Jesus, Mary and Joseph!" An apt way of putting it perhaps, if a little sacrilegious for the day.

Re: Arrivals

[futures_of_ash]

Rachel glanced upward, and even in the fading light the emerald of her eyes was clear "Rachel Grey" she corrected easily, and the smile was felt in the bones.

Re: Arrivals

[pirate-gibbs.livejournal.com]

"Oh. Of course. The cap'n mentioned you." Said some typically confusing things that Gibbs didn't understand or believe, in fact. By now, Gibbs should know better. "But he didn't say anything about walking on water.

"Best you come on board before the Lord gets angry with you for doing that on his birthday."

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[futures_of_ash]

She actually reached up to climb the ladder rather than give the man a heart attack, sure and agile as she came aboard. "No one's gotten angry at me yet" she admitted.

"And I was out there anyway" her hand gestured vaguely farther upon the lake. "I'm sorry if it bothers you though...I'll try to behave"

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[pirate-gibbs.livejournal.com]

"Er, yes, that would probably be a good idea." And he might do likewise, but his resolve to tolerate women on the ship is weak already.

"I'm Gibbs. Happy Christmas." He tries to find some cheer.

Re: Arrivals

[futures_of_ash]

Rachel's smile was a little shadowed now, but she could hardly blame him. "Merry Christmas" she offered in return, resolving to simply stand quietly off to the side until others arrived.

Less chance of upsetting him more that way.

Re: Toasts

[pirate_jack]

Jack's leaning lazily against one of the interior supports, toying with a glass and occasionally glancing up at the steady white glow of the lantern above.

Re: Arrivals

[pirate_jack]

Jack's grinning, almost wild with relief, as he surveys everything.

"Much more better."

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[futures_of_ash]

Rach would never correct his english...because it was the thought that counted.

That and she'd never really learned it proper herself. So, she just grinned, though it was a shadow laced expression...and hesitantly offered a hug. Tofu...

Well, it left a mark.

Re: Toasts

[futures_of_ash]

"See anything interesting?" Rachel asked curiously as she took in the direction of his gaze. She had her own glass, how not, though she seemed fairly unaffected by drinking from it...a sad thing that.

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[pirate_jack]

There's no hesitation on Jack's side, though. Swaying a little, he slips an arm around her waist and draws her in, pressing a quick kiss to the wild fire of her hair.

"Ah, luv." The rough tone is rueful and wry. "Quite an adventure we've had, aye?"

Re: Toasts

[pirate_jack]

"All sorts of things to see in the fire, luv," Jack informs her, and gives a quick nod toward the distant Gibbs-- setting beaded braids to clicking as he does.

"Now that man there could tell you all about them, too." He shrugs, offering a wicked grin.

"Just have to know how to look."

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[pirate-gibbs.livejournal.com]

"It's good to have things back to..." He almost says normal, but that never applies here. "Back. And in time for the Lord's birthday."

Re: Toasts

[futures_of_ash]

Rachel chuckled at his comments, sound open and as cheerful as any flame "I know" and she did. Better than most.

"That doesn't answer my question though" she poked him gently in the side. "And I promise when you do, I'll go ask Gibbs the same thing"

She will, to. She was always curious about how people saw things...

Re: Arrivals

[futures_of_ash]

They should have expected the shadowed adventures, as well as the bright ones huh? Should have...

She leaned thankfully into the hug, and yes, she even put up with the kiss, though there were very few who could get away with such...

"Another one to remember and change about a bit when the stories build" she agreed. "I'm trying to convince myself that it wasn't so bad."

Re: Arrivals

[pirate_jack]

"Can't argue with that."

Jack flashes a quick grin at him.

"Happy Christmas, Mr. Gibbs."

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[pirate-gibbs.livejournal.com]

"Happy Christmas, Captain." He returns the smile.

"Almost feels like a proper Christmas here. Was always too warm in Tortuga for December. I don't miss winters much, but Christmas should be chilly." Not cold, or snowy, but certainly not sunny like it's still July.

Re: Arrivals

[pirate_jack]

He can't help but make a face, giving an elaborate shudder in the process.

"There's snow." Jack slants a curious look at Gibbs, adding, "Don't tell me you actually like snow?"

Re: Arrivals

[pirate_jack]

"Not so bad," he assures her. "Never is when you're still standing at the end of it, savvy? No matter how."

Re: Toasts

[pirate_jack]

He grins at her, wickedly unrepentant-- but after a moment, he looks back up at the lantern.

"Too bright to be a star, savvy? But it puts me in mind of a special sort of star I saw once, a long time gone."

Re: Arrivals

[the_lioness]

Not even a few words for old times sake? Alanna will be heartily disappointed.

She arrives, late but entirely unapologetic for it, slightly out of breath. Nearly seven months pregnant with triplets, it's a miracle she made it this far. Or so she tells herself to feel better about the effort it takes.

"Gibbs!" she exclaims, flashing both captain and first mate a mischievous grin. "I'm ever so pleased to see you."

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[try_corsets]

Captain Jack requests the pleasure of your company? Elizabeth asks herself yet again as she quietly slips on board.

She has puzzled over those words ever since receiving the invitation. At first, she assumed it was a mistake.

And then, she wondered if it was a trap.

Currently, she's both bemused and suspicious, looking around with a stubborn expression that dares anyone to question her presence.

Perhaps she should have waited for Will.