Aug. 2nd, 2007

bringmethatnpc: (ships locked in battle)
The storm rages around both fleets, favouring neither treacherous side over the other. The sea, black and deadly, bucks beneath the ships and above them, clouds thick enough to turn the bright afternoon sun to twilight, rain down so thick that one can hardly see from port to starboard.

"MAELSTROM!"

Only two ships have the nerve to sail forward into the preternatural tempest, and even when Gibbs' anxious cry rings out across the deck, neither turn back. The Pearl and the Dutchman advance on each other under the expert and fearless helmsmanship of Barbossa and Jones.

Around the pit they circle like hungry sharks, drawing tighter and tighter, each under the unrelenting fire of the other. An then the maelstrom has them completely, and the only thing stopping either from sinking down is the other ship, as the topgallant masts touch and the rigging becomes entwined.

The storm rages, and the battle rages with it.

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