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[captaintoyou.livejournal.com]

_{[ Captain Sparrow, as putrid in scent and as swaggered a pirate as ever, stops dead center in a hallway (ah, imagine the pleasant aroma of the place now!), swishing is now-empty bottle of rum in his hand and frowning sullenly. ]}

Oh, pity.

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[clumsy-dancer.livejournal.com]

[[Dan was skating down the hallway, minding his own business, when he smelled the aroma. He freezes immediately. It was very, very familiar.]]

[captaintoyou.livejournal.com]

_{[ Notices the Nobody stopping, immediately turning his head and sniffing, cautious at the sight. He then stares back at his bottle of rum, facing Dan again after a few moments of thought to spout a rather inquisitive question-- ]}

What?

[clumsy-dancer.livejournal.com]

[[Suddenly, all very mofuckin' serious.]]

Who are you and where are you from?

[captaintoyou.livejournal.com]

_{[ Oh, oh, he likes this game! ]}

That depends on when you ask me and why you are, lad. How a... ragdoll such as yourself can speak to me will very well have to with what I've been drinking, in which case I must have more of it.

_{[ Grins and swaggers to the siiiide and looms toward the liquor cabinet once again. ]}

[clumsy-dancer.livejournal.com]

I need to know. I need to know who I was. You smell familiar. Like the streets of my town did.

My apologies for being so rude.

[[And he's going to follow Jack until he gets an answer.]]

[captaintoyou.livejournal.com]

Then my advice for you is to forget about who you were and focus on who you are now, lad. _{[ Sniffs his arm, still swaying his way toward the cabinets. ]}

...The streets of your town must be very lovely.

[clumsy-dancer.livejournal.com]

They weren't very clean. But everyone was more or less happy. Pleas sir, you must tell me.

[captaintoyou.livejournal.com]

_{[ Alas, they have reached the cabinets! In a fit of joy he swings open its doors, only to find... empty bottles. He'd always known his memory is questionable. He immediately closes the cabinet doors and glances back at Dan, holding out his now-empty bottle for rum and grinning in a fit of courtesy. ]}

How's about an exchange in favors, doll? They say wisdom is worth more than gold, and I'm willing to give you a discount.

[clumsy-dancer.livejournal.com]

...Then I am in your debt if you tell me where you are from.

[[He bows.]]

[captaintoyou.livejournal.com]

_{[ Ahah. ]}

But first. You wouldn't happen to know a liquor cabinet nearby, would you?

[clumsy-dancer.livejournal.com]

Perhaps there is one in the kitchen.

[[He makes a sweeping motion and he turns around, beckoning Jack to follow him.]]

[captaintoyou.livejournal.com]

_{[ What with all that grace, doll. Now Jack's going to try and do that sweepy thingy and fail, with all that cumbersome lack of control that comes with drunkenness. ]}

[clumsy-dancer.livejournal.com]

[[Dan attempts to rebalance Jack. Success, y/n?]]

[friendsarepower.livejournal.com]

[... ... ... Oh.

Oh my.

Sora looks excited now.]

You're a pirate!

[captaintoyou.livejournal.com]

_{[ God help him, how many key lads have he come across that dunnae him already? He sniffs and turns his head to face Sora with a distinct look of lethargy, pointing to himself. ]}

And you are a key lad. What do you want from me now, boy?

[friendsarepower.livejournal.com]

Uh, I dunno. You're just the first pirate I've seen here, that's all.

[...right, uh.]

You're not a part of Hook's crew, right?

[captaintoyou.livejournal.com]

_{[ This is where he gives Sora a look of disgust. ]}

Don't you know the appearance of a captain when you look at one, lad?

[friendsarepower.livejournal.com]

It's just hard to tell sometimes. The only pirates I ever saw for real were part of Captain Hook's crew, so...

[...he didn't mean to offend, uh]

But I'm sure you're a great captain!

[captaintoyou.livejournal.com]

_{[ He isn't necessarily offended. Well, okay, he might be, but for little reason. Sora's about to witness a self-counseling session, specialty of the Captain. ]}

Of course I'm a great captain! I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. _{[ Pauses. ]} Better than all those other Sparrowses in this place, in fact.

[friendsarepower.livejournal.com]

Well, I haven't seen any other "Sparrowses" around.

[...but darn it, now he's curious, because a pirate, man.]

So d'you have a really big ship? What's your crew like?

/waits for the tomatoes

[timewarping.livejournal.com]

Not too drunk, I imagine.

no tomatoes here, only stinky pirates!

[captaintoyou.livejournal.com]

_{[ Looks down at the boy with a look of disdain. ]}

I'm never drink enough for this place... _{[ Same height as key lad, looks of similar age ]--} not key lad.

Oh yay.

[timewarping.livejournal.com]

[ He doesn't know the pirate yet. Card shuffles. ]

Key lad? I must have missed something.

[captaintoyou.livejournal.com]

_{[ Jack notices the similarities between the boy and Luxord, and it's duly noted. Not that he shows any signs of intelligence in his half-lidded, lethargic look of his. ]}

Key lad there, key lad everywhere. A blind man could see a key lad in a damned place like this, boy!

_{[ He needs a drink! But alas, he gives a pitiful look to his empty bottle of rum and eyes the route back to the liquor cabinets. ]}

Sorry for the ton of deletes!

[timewarping.livejournal.com]

Forgive me for showing up just recently.

[ See: Just yesterday. He was wondering what those keyblades are. ]

I thought they were just toys.

s'fine!

[captaintoyou.livejournal.com]

_{[ Waves his hand and snorts. ]}

They are toys, lad, only a toy can make you feel so happy when it goes whacky-whacky at your head with all its colors and whatnot.

[timewarping.livejournal.com]

Then everything's a toy, something one can barter with.

[ Flicks a die towards Jack's hat. It hits, landing inside the folds. Bullseye. ]

[captaintoyou.livejournal.com]

_{[ Or will it? He notices the die and catches it, inspecting it with peculiar interest. ]}

You do not whacky-whacky strangers that can whacky-whacky you twice as hard with dice, lad. _{[ A new nickname! ]} Dice lad.

[timewarping.livejournal.com]

[ This one's faster than the old man. Impressive. ]

You're not one to remember names, are you?

[summer_poprocks]

I think I agree.

[someone's caught a whiff of you Dx]

[captaintoyou.livejournal.com]

_{[ That scent is a scent of manly assertion, lad. He stares at Roxas for a while, he seems awfully familiar. Awfully confused at the bustle of this place as he stares at numerous doubles of key lad and this here blond boy in front of him coming to a sudden halt for conversation, he takes a pitiable sniff. ]}

What?

[summer_poprocks]

Would you like me to show you which direction the showers are?

[childfayth.livejournal.com]

[You look interesting. :> Here, Jacky, have a randomass kid standing in front of you out of nowhere.]

[captaintoyou.livejournal.com]

_{[ Has the rum gone to his head? He'll take that kid out of nowhere as a yes. Looking in all directions, Jack glances back at the kid before taking a sloppy step to the side. Ahah, that solves the problem! Right? ]}

[childfayth.livejournal.com]

[giggle. Oh, this is gonna be fun.

Zworm! Insta-slide to the side to stand in front of you. <3 NEW PLAYTHING Y/N?]