bringmethatnpc: (Dutchman crew)
[personal profile] bringmethatnpc
He'd almost made it. Jack had been sneaking across the Dutchman's deck, chest secure in hand, when Jones and his crew had spotted him.

"Looky here, boys -- a lost bird that never learned to fly!"

As they advance on him, Jack backs up against the edge of the deck -- then leaps up on the rail and wraps one hand in a particular lanyard. His sudden grin is filled with manic amusement.

"Never too late to learn, aye?" With no more warning than that, he slams the chest against the half-rotten wood brace securing the line and is promptly yanked aloft.

Unfortunately, Jones doesn't need any such trick to go wherever he wishes to on this particular ship, and as Jack turns to make his swaying way toward the tenuous safety of the mainmast, he finds himself facing the Dutchman's furious captain over the point of a sword.

"The chest-- hand it over!"

Jack backs up a step, drawing his own sword, and there's something strangely knowing in the black eyes.

"I can set you free, mate."

"My freedom was forfeit long ago!" Jones snarls, and strikes.

Now, as one battle rages on the decks below, another takes place on the yardarm of the Flying Dutchman. With a wild slash, Jack sends several wiggling tentacles from Jones's beard falling to the deck below -- one of them still clutching the key to the chest. He receives a blow in return that sends him staggering backward, and as he brings his sword up in defense Jones snaps it in two with his claw.

Having no other defense left, Jack counters the next strike by using the chest itself as club, which in turn brings it within reach of Jones, who promptly grabs it. As Jack Sparrow and Davy Jones engage in a strange tug-of-war over the chest that contains Jones's heart, Jack can't help but grin.

Bloody ridiculous, is what this is.

Evidently Jones agrees, for with a particularly harsh, violent swing, he manages to yank Jack from his perch and send him flying through the air in truth.

It's a stroke of fortune that the air's so full of invading fishy pirates, however, and as he falls Jack collides with one swinging across on a rope. In the ensuing scramble for a good grip, Jack notices a pistol shoved in the other man's belt. Black eyes widen in shock.

I know that gun!

On the instant, Jack snatches Mal's pistol free and delivers a hard blow to Clanker's head with the butt of the gun.

"Oi! My pistol!"

As the stunned pirate falls, Jack swings himself around, searching for Jones--

--there!

BANG!

Jack's a good shot, and as Mal Reynolds could tell anyone who asked, it's a good gun. The bullet goes true, knocking the chest from Davy Jones's hands and into the chaos below.

Date: 2007-09-23 08:18 am (UTC)
turned_captain: (take charge in battle)
From: [personal profile] turned_captain
Flushed with love and the pride of the newly wed, Will is really beginning to enjoy the battle, able to lose himself in what he enjoys most - hand to hand sword fighting. He's won Elizabeth, they have the superior fighters, and victory, as far as Will's concerned, is merely a matter of time.

As he throws at East India company man to the deck and runs him through, he happens to glance up into the tangled rigging of the two ships, only to see Jack, hanging precariously over the maelstrom, saved only by the shared grip of him and Jones onto what appears to be the chest containing Jones' heart.

The security of the Pearl is just about assured, but now Will's needed elsewhere.

For once, he checks over his shoulder and gains an acknowledgment from Elizabeth that she knows where he's going before he grabs a rope and swings over to the Dutchman.

The first thing he sees is the chest, lying unacknowledged in the middle of the fighting. Offering quick thanks for his luck, Will grabs it in both hands and runs.

Date: 2007-09-23 08:39 pm (UTC)
turned_captain: (take charge in battle)
From: [personal profile] turned_captain
Will starts and thinks quickly, raising the chest up above his head to catch the axe on the downswing.

And part of him wonders if Maccus will cut all the way though.

He sidesteps out of the way and continues to fight without letting go of the chest, which just makes it harder to draw a sword.

Date: 2007-09-25 09:29 pm (UTC)
turned_captain: (she does!)
From: [personal profile] turned_captain
Will steps back just long enough to appreciate this excellent maneuvre.

"Thank you, Jack." Well, everyone else says it.

Quickly he runs on, towards the aft of the Dutchman

Date: 2007-09-26 08:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] doyoufeardeath.livejournal.com
Elsewhere on the Flying Dutchman -- it's captain seeks what he believes in destiny; his heart in a box, and the man who luck is sure to have find it.

His own blade is wielded indiscriminately (Life is cruel, why should the afterlife be any different?) as he tears through his men and others alike in an effort to get to that damn box.

Date: 2007-09-27 02:15 pm (UTC)
pirate_jack: (in the green)
From: [personal profile] pirate_jack
Pistol safely stowed away, Jack's clinging to the line with both hands as he swings around in a circle, far above the deck.

It's all madness down there, but from up here he can see everything perfectly well-- and he's got a chest to find.

The only problem he's still working on is how to get from here to there when he does find it.

Date: 2007-09-27 02:22 pm (UTC)
turned_captain: (take charge in battle)
From: [personal profile] turned_captain
Still carrying the chest tightly, Will races on to the quarter deck, mind racing while he tries to work out how to get it to Jack.

He hears something heavy landing on the deck behind him, and he glances over quickly to see if that's Captain Sparrow.

Date: 2007-09-27 02:27 pm (UTC)
byhisbootstraps: (part of the ship; part of the crew)
From: [personal profile] byhisbootstraps
stand by to repel boarders, all hands. boarders, orders. protect the chest. protect the ship

There's a sword in his hand, but the angle is wrong; he strikes the invader with his fist, instead, sending him reeling, knocking the chest from his hands.

the Dutchman needs a living heart, or there'll be no captain

Date: 2007-09-27 02:44 pm (UTC)
turned_captain: (busy day buckling swash)
From: [personal profile] turned_captain
Will sprawls on the deck for only a second, fighting instinct returning quickly as he rips his sword out and leaps up.

When he sees who it is attacking him, he knows he can't swing to kill, but he can still parry his father's sword high, and leap quickly back away from the next aimless swing.

"It's me!" he says urgently, but his words appear lost in the tempest. Trying again, he pushes his father's sword down, holding it down with both hands.

"It's Will," he says, tender and impatient all at once. "Your son."

Date: 2007-09-27 03:02 pm (UTC)
byhisbootstraps: (lose who you were)
From: [personal profile] byhisbootstraps
A barnacled hand reaches up and closes on a handful of Will's hair, jerking his head backward and then hurling him with bruising force into the wall of the cabin. The sword comes whistling down a bare instant later, forcing him to dodge out of the way.

There's nothing behind those eyes but the Dutchman.

part of the crew!

Date: 2007-09-27 08:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] doyoufeardeath.livejournal.com
If Jones is aware of Turner versus Turner, he gives no heed. Truly, he hears only one thing in the din -- the beating of his own, damned heart.

The chest is there; he just has to get to it -- and will kill any man, his own or a boarder, to get to it.

It's close; he can feel it.

Date: 2007-09-29 02:18 am (UTC)
pirate_jack: (in the green)
From: [personal profile] pirate_jack
It's getting crowded up in the ropes. Jack plants a booted foot in the chest of a rather fishy-looking pirate that sends him spinning off in another direction, and continues his frantic search.

"...ah-HA!" He spots Jones striding with purpose along the deck, making for the chest. Jack looks up, only to see two more pirates launching toward him, one from each side.

"Eaargh!" He slides several feet down his own line, which gets yanked violently as the two pirates crash into each other above and spiral around in a twisted circle. Jack uses the sudden jerk to swing up over the yardarm and then down toward the deck below, landing solidly on his feet between Jones and the chest.

He grins wickedly and draws his sword--

--only to be immediately reminded that Jones had broken it in the battle above.

Bugger.

Date: 2007-10-03 05:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] doyoufeardeath.livejournal.com
If he were less determined and single-minded, he might be amused at Jack's misfortune -- especially as the the instrument of that sword's blunting.

As it is, all he can think of is pursuit, which he launches into with only a feral, animal noise; chasing Jack from one end of the ship to the other.

After all; Jack is only mortal and must tire. Jones? Jones will never get winded, will never need rest. Such is the pact between Dutchman and captain.

Date: 2007-10-04 01:52 pm (UTC)
pirate_jack: (running)
From: [personal profile] pirate_jack
The deck beneath his feet is treacherous, being soaked with water (and other things), and as a result Jack's flailing his arms wildly for balance as he runs.

He dodges around the capstan and shelters behind it, dodging back and forth to keep it between himself and Jones.

Date: 2007-10-05 08:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] doyoufeardeath.livejournal.com
Shouldn't you know better, Jack, then to run from the Dutchman's captain on his own ship?

Jones gets tired of the cat and mouse game -- the back and forth bores him. So instead, he simply starts to march through the capstan, leering with every step.

Didn't think of that, didya, Sparra'?

Date: 2007-10-07 07:46 pm (UTC)
pirate_jack: (savvy jack)
From: [personal profile] pirate_jack
Jack looks slightly queasy at this approach.

"Eeew."

But as soon as Jones reaches the middle of the capstan, Jack Sparrow grins. He snatches hold of the nearest bit of wooden leverage and sets the capstan spinning around in a circle-- and Davy Jones with it.

"Ha!"

Jack's smugly triumphant look lasts until the spinning capstan brings Jones around to face him again with a snarl, at which point his reaction is rather different.

"AAAH!"

With a shriek Jack's off, scrambling frantically away across the deck, with Jones in close pursuit.

Date: 2007-10-07 08:11 pm (UTC)
try_corsets: (Battle cry)
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What is unfortunate for Mullroy and Murtogg is a stroke of good luck for Elizabeth, all things considered. She's been fighting on the Pearl, but has had enough of not knowing how Will is doing. Grabbing the recently arrived rope, she looks over her shoulder at Gibbs and the still raging battle on deck. Her mind is made up, but it would be nice to know that she's not sending anyone to their doom (this time) by following her heart.

Date: 2007-10-07 08:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pirate-gibbs.livejournal.com
Gibbs sees Elizabeth ready to leap in to battle. It really makes no sense for her to do it, but given that everything she's done makes no sense and still seems to work...

"Go!"

He hopes he'll see her again.

Date: 2007-10-07 08:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] doyoufeardeath.livejournal.com
Jack's probably hoping to see her again too -- or maybe he's just hoping to catch sight of that tentacle with the damned key creeping around the deck.

Might be hard with Jones in hot pursuit, though.

Date: 2007-10-07 09:14 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] pirate_jack
Hard's a good word for it, especially given how uncertain the footing is. Jack dodges a blow and turns his movement into a forward somersault, diving across the deck and snatching up a broken piece of railing as he regains his feet.

He spins around and raises it up in defense just in time to block a blow from Jones's sword.

Date: 2007-10-07 09:38 pm (UTC)
try_corsets: (Doused in rum)
From: [personal profile] try_corsets
Rain pelting her face, Elizabeth doesn't see much when she lets go of the rope at the end of the swing and lands firmly on the Dutchman's deck. When she looks up, she finds herself confronted with Davy Jones himself.

This ought to be interesting.

Will is going to be so annoyed that she didn't find another place to land.

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