called_lioness: (give it to the man jesus)
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The thing about a compass is if it points two ways, it's utter rubbish.

Or so Lucy's inclined to think, and she'd be the first to admit that she's glaring at the silver object in her hands as she sits in the sand.

(The sand is rougher here, she thinks, distantly, without wanting to, and not so fine under her feet.)

Lucy is generally inclined to watch her language, but she's muttering curses off and on that would make the knights she once rode with and the sailors on the Dawn Treader and the schoolmates of her brothers good and proud.

It's cathartic.

At least, it's keeping her from throwing the stupid thing in the lake.

Date: 2006-09-23 01:43 am (UTC)
pirate_jack: (pirate)
From: [personal profile] pirate_jack
It takes a while for the two sounds to blend, but eventually the sound of the shanty that echoes from the depths of the Pearl is clear enough to be heard.

"... devils and black sheep and really bad eggs--"

It's surprising how well it fits in time with Lucy's cursing.

"--a pirate's life for me!"

Date: 2006-09-23 01:55 am (UTC)
pirate_jack: (captain jack sparrow)
From: [personal profile] pirate_jack
There's a wooden sort of sound from the Pearl, and then Jack comes striding up the stairs from the lower decks.

He catches sight of the woman on the lakeshore and grins, waving.

"Ahoy the land!"

Date: 2006-09-23 02:08 am (UTC)
pirate_jack: (captain jack sparrow)
From: [personal profile] pirate_jack
"Not bad, luv, not bad." He leans on the rail, grinning at her.

"And yourself?"

Date: 2006-09-23 02:14 am (UTC)
pirate_jack: (looking into the near distance)
From: [personal profile] pirate_jack
She's too far away to easily see the flicker in his glance as she mentions summer's ending, but Jack's grin remains steady enough.

"Well now, luv, why don't you come see that for yourself?"

Date: 2006-09-23 03:41 am (UTC)
pirate_jack: (freedom of the sea)
From: [personal profile] pirate_jack
There's one coiled and ready, and it's the work of a moment to send it down to her.

"She's a trim little thing," Jack says approvingly, looking at the Hope.

Date: 2006-09-25 12:36 am (UTC)
pirate_jack: (freedom of the sea)
From: [personal profile] pirate_jack
"Good man," Jack agrees, lounging back against the railing. "Good sailor, good captain. He'd make a fine pirate."

Date: 2006-09-25 12:50 am (UTC)
pirate_jack: (peas in a pod)
From: [personal profile] pirate_jack
"Come to that, so have I," he points out.

(pirate - good man)

"Depends on the person."

Date: 2006-09-25 01:13 am (UTC)
pirate_jack: (captain jack sparrow)
From: [personal profile] pirate_jack
"Clearly it would never have worked between us," he says solemnly enough, even as mischief flashes in the black eyes.

Date: 2006-09-25 01:37 am (UTC)
pirate_jack: (looking into the near distance)
From: [personal profile] pirate_jack
"A shame it wasn't meant to be," he drawls, gesturing grandly out over the water.

"We'd have sailed off to..."

A thoughtful beat, and he's looking absently out across the lake now, and not at her.

"... somewhere..."

Date: 2006-09-25 01:52 am (UTC)
pirate_jack: (him precious pearl - looking up)
From: [personal profile] pirate_jack
"Absolutely," Jack says, and now he tips his head back to look up at the mast instead of out at the water, where the shore's all too visible.

"Only need a heading, then it's go where you will."

Date: 2006-09-25 02:20 am (UTC)
pirate_jack: (now that's interesting)
From: [personal profile] pirate_jack
"There's ways to figure that out, luv," he drawls, looking speculatively at her.

Date: 2006-09-25 02:30 am (UTC)
pirate_jack: (jack looking at compass)
From: [personal profile] pirate_jack
He cocks his head sideways, looking at the bright steel compass with sudden interest.

Jack glances up at her.

"Something wrong with it?"

Date: 2006-09-25 02:57 am (UTC)
pirate_jack: (compass)
From: [personal profile] pirate_jack
He looks sharply at her, then offers an oddly commiserating wry smile.

With one deft movement, Jack's lifted the compass that dangles from a cord at his belt and snapped it open, turning it so she can see it easily.

The needle spins around, one way and then the other, never stopping, while Jack says quietly,

"Same's been said about mine, luv."

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