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Deep in a bayou near the mouth of the Pantano River, a wooden shack sits among twisted vines, high roots, and still, stagnant water. Moonlight illuminates the scene, and the shack is lit from within by what seems like hundreds of candles. A single lantern at the entrance beckons all those who dare to step over the threshold.
Not long ago, only a few days or so, the shack and tangle of surrounding trees was the site of a wake for Captain Jack Sparrow.
The shack had been overflowing with pirates that night. Tia Dalma offered drinks to fight the chill and the sorrow, and the return of another dead pirate gave the crew hope where previously there had been none. Some of those pirates seemed to disappear that night. No one asked too many questions, however, as the shack is bigger than it appears on the outside and the unexpected is to be expected wherever Tia Dalma is found.
But now the missing parties are starting to return. Some are even accompanied by people who had not been there before.
Not long ago, only a few days or so, the shack and tangle of surrounding trees was the site of a wake for Captain Jack Sparrow.
The shack had been overflowing with pirates that night. Tia Dalma offered drinks to fight the chill and the sorrow, and the return of another dead pirate gave the crew hope where previously there had been none. Some of those pirates seemed to disappear that night. No one asked too many questions, however, as the shack is bigger than it appears on the outside and the unexpected is to be expected wherever Tia Dalma is found.
But now the missing parties are starting to return. Some are even accompanied by people who had not been there before.
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Date: 2007-07-05 03:34 pm (UTC)They've already been here for half an hour . Still no Will.
She hasn't answered any questions yet. When she does, she's tempted to let ‘sea turtles’ be her only explanation.
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Date: 2007-07-05 05:20 pm (UTC)Thunk
Barbossa emerges from the shadows, a dark half-grin on his face, taking a deep breath of the thick, humid, swampy air and a slow look around.
Thunk
He speaks to no one in specific. THis is a man who likes the sound of his own voice, all right.
"Here we are, then. Let's just hope the others arrive soon so we can start with the terrible task at hand."
He truly believes that. It's terrible, having to bring Jack back from the dead.
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Date: 2007-07-06 12:10 am (UTC)By the way people in the cabin regard his presence, it seems like not too many people were expecting him either.
"Hi."
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Date: 2007-07-06 12:19 am (UTC)"Quite a show, disappearin' like that."
He's smiling, even as he moves closer to both Elizabeth and Tonks.
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Date: 2007-07-06 12:32 am (UTC)"Captain Reynolds!" she exclaims, voice shrill with her surprise. Very nearly overturning her chair and knocking her forehead against a bottle containing what looks to be lizards, Elizabeth jumps up and forward, craning her neck to get a look at the room beyond Mal.
It looks just the same as it did before.
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Date: 2007-07-06 12:35 am (UTC)Mal turns his head to follow Elizabeth's gaze. "He opened the door to lead me here, and followed me through. I don't know what happened."
Looking both Elizabeth and Tonks up and down, "You alright? You both? Seein' you two disappear -- I found Will, 'n came with."
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Date: 2007-07-06 12:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-06 01:14 am (UTC)"Will! Will was with you?" Another long, searching look over his shoulder, as if she can make her fiancé appear through sheer determination. "But he's not here."
Her forehead wrinkles in a frown.
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Date: 2007-07-06 01:17 am (UTC)To Elizabeth: "Will was the first person I set to find -- I don't know what happened. But he can't not show up."
Mal doesn't think the bar'd let him disappear like that completely.
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Date: 2007-07-06 01:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-06 01:29 am (UTC)Her tone leaves no room for argument. Now that they have returned, Elizabeth is bound and determined to make sure no one backs out.
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Date: 2007-07-06 01:50 am (UTC)Looking around to the room at large, "Anyone care to tell me where I'm at at the moment?"
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Date: 2007-07-06 02:45 am (UTC)Finally, she pulls her gaze back to Mal and Tonks, blinking a bit.
"The lake turned into a sea?"
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Date: 2007-07-06 02:58 am (UTC)Mal waves his hand in the general direction of Tonks.
"Magic. -Yness. Thing."
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Date: 2007-07-06 03:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-06 03:11 am (UTC)"The Pearl left." Not a question, no, because somehow it fits. Her smile, now that she remembers how to do so, is slow and satisfied. "To better answer your earlier question, this is where most of us were before Milliways. Just before, actually. Only a few days have passed."
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Date: 2007-07-06 03:15 am (UTC)Mal finally starts to take in his surroundings beyond the people in front of him. Including the various objects and former-living things in jars.
Ew.
"...palatable."
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Date: 2007-07-06 03:23 am (UTC)Well. Witch.
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Date: 2007-07-06 03:48 am (UTC)"So. What's the plan?
"Is there a plan?"
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Date: 2007-07-06 03:50 am (UTC)"It's mad, and I'd be careful what you touch, lest it try to curse or eat you."
The dusty crocodile suspended overhead gets a meaningful look.
"Barbossa has a plan," she mentions, and although she's happy someone does, it's not said with a great deal of hope.
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Date: 2007-07-06 03:53 am (UTC)Absentmindedly she adds a slim pocket to her skirt, stuffing her wand inside.
"Dare I ask what that entails?"
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Date: 2007-07-06 03:56 am (UTC)And, oh, how that annoys her. She pauses, mouth tightening.
"-but first we travel to Singapore. He claims to have acquaintances who will aid us in our quest."
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Date: 2007-07-06 04:09 am (UTC)For as much as Mal can tell, Barbossa is eyeing him back.
"[Fantastic]," he mumbles in Chinese, immediately afterward sliding a smile on his face.
"Time to kick this shindig off right."
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Date: 2007-07-06 05:22 am (UTC)"Ah, miss Swann. Do you have any doubt that therrible trials, true ordeals in fact, lie ahead of us? That we few, we happy few, we band of brothers won't be tested through the metaphorical fires of Hell to prove whether we are worthy to bring a man back from beyond the gates of Death itself?"
He regards her with those sickly yellowing eyes, his lips curled in a derisive little scowl.
"Are you really that naïve stil?"
Because, you know, that's the sense in which he used the word 'terrible'. Not at all ny other, no way. He? He'll love to bring Jack back to life.
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Date: 2007-07-06 05:23 am (UTC)"Captain Reynolds! Reinforcements, specially those of a professional nature, are always welcome, even if not expected precisely by all of us."
And here he gives the others a meaningful look. Okay, who invited the weird guy to the party?