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Post by Jacky on Aug 1, 2006 21:52:18 GMT
I don't. Instead, a slight grin creeps onto my features. "Why?" I challenge.
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Post by Daz on Aug 1, 2006 21:53:42 GMT
"because its making me feel uncomfortable, alright?!"
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Post by Jacky on Aug 1, 2006 21:56:27 GMT
"A governor's daughter feels uncomfortable when a roguish pirate captain sneaks into her room late at night and looks at her?" I rub my chin thoughtfully "Interesting. I always thought they were the kind of girls to sing pirate songs and dance 'round fires with 'em late at night instead." I tease.
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Post by Daz on Aug 1, 2006 21:58:18 GMT
"Captain sparrow. Please. I beg of you... even though i know that you wont take in a word of it... to leave. Not just here.. but the whole port... and its waters surrounding."
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Post by Jacky on Aug 1, 2006 22:04:26 GMT
I look back to her, my joking and playful expression finally making place for a more serious one. I meet her gaze and settle my eyes on hers steadily. "Ye know... miss Swann. I didn't come here to ruin your perfect li'll marriage, if thats what you're implying." I inform her. Eventhough I might just (most likely) do that, I don't want *her* to think the worst of me, now do I? Perhaps it's a vein illusion, but I have reason to stay on her good side. For now, at least.
"I promise on me black pirate heart tha' ye won't even see a shadow of me when you and young mister turner are joining in holy matrimony." I have to restrain myself from rolling my eyes, which I manage with trouble.
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Post by Daz on Aug 1, 2006 22:08:49 GMT
I look up at him "but what of after that... promise on the black pearl herself that you will not then interupt the honeymoon and our wedding night either."
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Post by Jacky on Aug 1, 2006 22:11:23 GMT
I make a face "Why would I care to interupt yer wedding night, lizzie? I don't fancy the lad THAT much." I point out.  |
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Post by Daz on Aug 1, 2006 22:13:51 GMT
"......... you are sick in the head."
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Post by Jacky on Aug 1, 2006 22:19:16 GMT
"Quite so." I agree, truly content with the fact I talked myself outta that one as well. "You should stop worryin' so much, luv." I tell her, "A frown doesn't make you prettier." I smirk.
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Post by Daz on Aug 1, 2006 22:23:04 GMT
"... since when did you think i cared wether a dirty rotten pirate though me pretty or not."
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