towerofanimus | [OPEN] alas, my children

Characters: Jack, Jack & you.
Setting: Floor 42
Format: Starting action, but I'll match you either way.
Summary: In which Jack - the monkey - is being a pest, and Jack - the pirate - wants his goddamn hat back.
Warnings: Jack Sparrow being Jack Sparrow. Also, creepy undead monkey and potential shooting of it.

JACK!

[Captain Jack Sparrow does not usually scream. Or screech. Or lose his cool, composed air of sophisticated pirate lord. ~~In other words, he's usually too busy pretending to be drunk to do much, really.~~ But sometimes a man must take a stand. Sometimes, there's a monkey involved. Sometimes, a hat is in danger.]

Bugger all, you little pest. I'm gonna shoot yer brains out, see if I don't!

[Sometimes, when an undead monkey steals your hat and runs away into a floor made of shifting, moving bars, you think "oh god, why" or "I bet you all this is God's way of getting back at me about the priest thing" and "I really did think it was a brothel, mate, it's a common mistake to make!" When you're Jack Sparrow, though, the reaction is more along the lines of profuse pirate swearing before chasing after it. Into the bars. Which is where your character will find him, balancing around half drunkenly, moving along and trying to reach the monkey with the hat, pistol at hand. He can't shoot the monkey because then his hat will fall off, but he can certainly chase it.

You know, for someone who's supposedly drunk off his ass - how!? - Jack has an uncanny sense of balance, able to run and jump and otherwise chase around after the undead, chittering monkey with relative ease.]

I will make bullets outta your bones, Jack, to make up for the ones you make me waste!

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Perhaps it is best to leave that unanswered.

Heh, perhaps.

[He gives her a flourish salute, somehow not dislodging the monkey by now almost asleep on his head.]

You have astonishing agility. Most humans would have fallen by now.

Do I?

[He plays dumb, head tilting to the side as he sways.]

Yes. Though I am uncertain how much is actual agility and how much is luck given you seem intoxicated.

[Jack laughs.]

At this point, does it really matter which one's which?

Yes. One means I forgive you for your overly familiar means of addressing me.

But you forget, love.

[He offered her another bow, quite amused.]

Only a fool forgives a pirate.

A pirate out of water with nothing to plunder is not a threat.

A pirate is a pirate, love. On sea, on land, with or without a ship. It's not the bounty that makes the pirate, or the threat.

[He walks around, deftly stepping on the shifting bars, never taking his eyes off her.]

It's the pirate that makes himself.

Edited 2012-10-05 05:14 (UTC)

Then answer this: what is a pirate?

A pirate is a pirate because he's everything a pirate should be, which coincidentally is also everything a pirate wants to be.

[sigh]

What should a pirate be?

Didn't I just say? Everything a pirate wants to be.

You make little sense and insist on calling me 'love'.

I make every bit of sense I need to make, and sometimes I little extra for people I specially like.

I suppose it is good to know how high I rate on your scale.

[Not that she cares...]

Love, love, who wouldn't like a woman as sharp as the sword she's named after?

Someone that does not want to get cut.

That strikes me more as common sense than like, no?

Common sense is rarely common.

That's because things are rarely ever what they should, love.

[a pause]

You learn that well in the sea.

You also learn that well upon the throne.

And she gets it at last!

[Jack spread his arms jovially, nearly stumbling off the bar in his cheer. Then paused, lowering his arms and squinting at her.]

Do you?

You have your sea; I have mine.

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