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[bringmethatnpc]

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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[turned_captain]

It's not quite the kiss, but it's still something amazing. Will slices across one of the cursed pirates and spins under the same momentum, sensing someone coming up behind him.

His sword swings up and over as he turns, and brings it down sharply until it's met By Elizabeth's parry.

[bushel-o-apples.livejournal.com]

Barbossa pulls his sword out of the cursed pirate's side, letting the momentum of the pull drive it into the chest of yet another East India Company soldier who didn't learn Rule Number One (The one about not attacking old men, you know). He looks over the quarterdeck railing and his face twists into a scowl.

"Just kiss!"

And if they don't, he's going down there and holding their heads together himself... As soon as he kills the moray-headed minion of Jones that bears down on him at the moment.

[try_corsets]

Breathless, Elizabeth stares at Will under their crossed swords, ignoring nearby skirmishes and the water falling all around them. She hears Barbosa's bellow and, unable to look away, thinks the old pirate has just issued one of his more sensible commands.

They've done enough waiting.

A heartbeat later, she wraps her left hand around Will's wrist and pulls his arm down to her waist. She lifts up until their mouths meet in a kiss that is utterly free of restraint, like they're both coming home, and her heart sings at the thought that she's kissing her husband.

Finally.

[turned_captain]

Finally.

Everything drops away, as Will is kissed and kisses, holding her to him as close as he can,extending the moment for as long as he can.

Around them the skirmishes appear to be quieter, further away and less urgent. The battle may not be over, but they've not lost the Pearl, and he's won the treasure he's been chasing after for ten long years.

In a moment he'll realise he still has to save his father. But for now, all there is, is Elizabeth. Elizabeth Turner. Mrs. Turner. Captain Turner.

His Elizabeth.

[bringmethatnpc]

Peering up from the safety of the hold, Pintel can't resist turning to glance at Ragetti before giving the locked lovers a sentimental smile.

Ahhhh. Bless 'em.

What a happy ending.