Sao Feng is still talking, pacing away from Elizabeth and back up to his dais.
"...but I cannot but notice you have failed to answer my question. What is it you seek in Davy Jones' Locker?"
"Jack Sparrow," Will cuts in, breaking his silence. He's had enough of talking; it's time they came to a conclusion, and the women - Elizabeth in particular, apparently pregnant women mean as little to Sao Feng as one of his bath tubs - have been exposed to him enough.
Sao Feng's slave girls giggle in unison, and the Pirate Lord looks from one to the other in frustration.
"He's one of the Pirate Lords," Will adds as explanation. It ties in well enough with Barbossa's story, anyway.
Sao Feng's resultant anger is expected, but given he's had time to process Will's own proposal by now, the prisoner suspects it an act.
"He only reason I would want Jack Sparrow brought back from the land of the dead," the Captain fumes, "is so I could send him back myself!" The last word is almost shouted, and he kicks at a stool, demolishing it with the force of his anger. For a second, Will worries he might have overplayed it, but the other three don't seem to suspect. It's hard to tell with Barbossa, though, as that man still has his back to Will, and when he crosses the room to talk face to face with Sao Feng, his hat obscures both their faces. Will allows himself a quick look to Elizabeth, watching the captains, and Tonks, who is still scanning the room probably looking for Mal.
"Jack Sparrow holds one of the nine pieces of eight!" Barbossa is saying. "He failed to pass it along to a successor before he died. So we must go and get him back."
"So," Sao Feng says slowly, "you admit you have deceived me. Weapons!"
He draws his sword right in Barbossa's face, and the bath house erupts with piratical cries as men leap out of all the baths, brandishing their own swords. Barbossa is forced back, he and Elizabeth flanking Tonks.
"Sao Feng," Barbossa says quickly, hands spread in supplication, "I assure you our intentions are strictly honourable."
His words are belayed, however, by the four swords that come flying vertically up through the floorboards, caught expertly by Barbossa and Elizabeth. Will still feels a burst of pride when he sees how adaptable and ready she is for all circumstances. Tonks simply raises her hand, and the piece of wood she's been handling innocuously becomes a raised magic wand.
Sao Feng frowns at the sudden change in circumstances, and Barbossa grunts a token admission of guilt. Nevertheless, Sao Feng reacts quickly, grabbing a bath attendant who until now had been standing inconspicuously to the side. Will hadn't even sparred him a second glance, but apparently something has made Sao Feng suspicious of him, for the Pirate Lord has his sword to his neck.
"Drop your weapons! Or I kill the man!"
Barbossa looks back to Tonks, who looks to Elizabeth, who gives only a glance to Will, before both women shake their heads, and Barbossa turns back to Sao Feng.
"Kill him," he says indifferently. "He's not our man."
"If he's not with you," and if challenged, Will's not sure whether 'you' refers to Sao Feng or to Barbossa, "and he's not with us... who's he with?"
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Date: 2007-09-03 04:17 pm (UTC)"...but I cannot but notice you have failed to answer my question. What is it you seek in Davy Jones' Locker?"
"Jack Sparrow," Will cuts in, breaking his silence. He's had enough of talking; it's time they came to a conclusion, and the women - Elizabeth in particular, apparently pregnant women mean as little to Sao Feng as one of his bath tubs - have been exposed to him enough.
Sao Feng's slave girls giggle in unison, and the Pirate Lord looks from one to the other in frustration.
"He's one of the Pirate Lords," Will adds as explanation. It ties in well enough with Barbossa's story, anyway.
Sao Feng's resultant anger is expected, but given he's had time to process Will's own proposal by now, the prisoner suspects it an act.
"He only reason I would want Jack Sparrow brought back from the land of the dead," the Captain fumes, "is so I could send him back myself!" The last word is almost shouted, and he kicks at a stool, demolishing it with the force of his anger. For a second, Will worries he might have overplayed it, but the other three don't seem to suspect. It's hard to tell with Barbossa, though, as that man still has his back to Will, and when he crosses the room to talk face to face with Sao Feng, his hat obscures both their faces. Will allows himself a quick look to Elizabeth, watching the captains, and Tonks, who is still scanning the room probably looking for Mal.
"Jack Sparrow holds one of the nine pieces of eight!" Barbossa is saying. "He failed to pass it along to a successor before he died. So we must go and get him back."
"So," Sao Feng says slowly, "you admit you have deceived me. Weapons!"
He draws his sword right in Barbossa's face, and the bath house erupts with piratical cries as men leap out of all the baths, brandishing their own swords. Barbossa is forced back, he and Elizabeth flanking Tonks.
"Sao Feng," Barbossa says quickly, hands spread in supplication, "I assure you our intentions are strictly honourable."
His words are belayed, however, by the four swords that come flying vertically up through the floorboards, caught expertly by Barbossa and Elizabeth. Will still feels a burst of pride when he sees how adaptable and ready she is for all circumstances. Tonks simply raises her hand, and the piece of wood she's been handling innocuously becomes a raised magic wand.
Sao Feng frowns at the sudden change in circumstances, and Barbossa grunts a token admission of guilt. Nevertheless, Sao Feng reacts quickly, grabbing a bath attendant who until now had been standing inconspicuously to the side. Will hadn't even sparred him a second glance, but apparently something has made Sao Feng suspicious of him, for the Pirate Lord has his sword to his neck.
"Drop your weapons! Or I kill the man!"
Barbossa looks back to Tonks, who looks to Elizabeth, who gives only a glance to Will, before both women shake their heads, and Barbossa turns back to Sao Feng.
"Kill him," he says indifferently. "He's not our man."
"If he's not with you," and if challenged, Will's not sure whether 'you' refers to Sao Feng or to Barbossa, "and he's not with us... who's he with?"