Gentlemen's Tea Party

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They find him in the early hours of the morning, floating along with a corpse and a barrel to hold on to. Heaved aboard like any other piece of Jetsam, the prisoner is given time to dry off in the hold.

As the sun rises higher in the sky, Lord Beckett orders that the Dutchman be signalled and Jones summoned over to the Endeavour. In the meanwhile, that pirate they hauled inis to be similarly escorted to the cabin, there to be offered the finest tea of the Company.

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"Your terms are steep, Mr. Turner."

Not impossible; still, it's a warning.

The prize must be worth its payment, after all. It's just good business.

"We will expect fair value in return."

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"There's only one price I will accept," Jones pronounces with a certain finality to the negotiations. "Calypso, murdered."

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Will appears to give this a moment's thought. Then with a well practiced air of insolence, he remarks:

"Calypso's aboard the Black Pearl."

He looks back at Beckett. "Jack has sailed the Black Pearl to Shipwreck Cove."

And with that, he turns to inspect the complex navigational tools mounted on the globe.

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It's a very expensive globe.

Beckett takes a half-step toward Will before he can stop himself, but then ignores his fiddling and focuses on the more important matter at hand.

"And with you no longer aboard her, how do you propose to lead us there?"

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Don't worry, Will would say, I'm an experienced blacksmith.

Of course, then one of the arms catches wrong and there's a snap and it springs up to hit Will in the face, so it's lucky he didn't say anything out loud.

He looks from Beckett to Jones to Beckett again, hestitant at a question he hadn't quite worked out.

(Think like me. It'll come to you.)

With a jerk of his wrist, he flicks up and catches Jack's compass, dangling it by his face.

All things considered, this has gone just as he rehearsed it.

"What is it you want most?"