He's got one arm around her now, ignoring her struggles as he pulls her across the deck. The look in Jack's eyes is almost wild.
I won't go back there -- we've got to get free before she goes down--
It doesn't take long to spot what he needs. First the lanyards, which he yanks loose with grim desperation, then the musket, snatched up from the deck...
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Date: 2007-10-19 08:11 pm (UTC)I won't go back there -- we've got to get free before she goes down--
It doesn't take long to spot what he needs. First the lanyards, which he yanks loose with grim desperation, then the musket, snatched up from the deck...