On the Pearl, Barbossa looks up at the entangled mess of masts and rigging, and shouts at the top of his lungs.

"She's taking us down! Make quick, or it's the locker fr'us all!"

After all of this, he isn't losing -his- Pearl to a lousy maelstrom and an indestructible cursed ship. Not while he can still command the crew to do what must be done.

(OOC: If Gibbs-mun or anyone else wants to tag with the rest of the scenelet aboard the PEarl, now's the time. If not, I will finish it myself)