Lord Cutler Beckett
Mr. Cotton's Parrot
Its nothing personal, Jack. It?s just good business
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Post by Lord Cutler Beckett on Nov 24, 2007 16:42:54 GMT
I am not in accordance with the first proposal, Lydia. This child must not know who is his father, ever. Or if I will not be forced to .... to kill him. It cannot put in danger my reputation and I will not hesitate to do it. With regard to meeting every month ..... I can accept it, alone one night we will be able to be together, not at all more. And to see your son when he is born ...... will think it more later. - answered syly her looking at the eyes.
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Post by ciajones on Nov 24, 2007 16:44:43 GMT
Davy ignored the Sparrows and stuck his tentacle hand in the jar, smearing the blood on Cia's lips. As it slowly dripped in her mouth, Davy put more on.
"Now each of ye must put some on her lips."
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Post by lydiasparrow on Nov 24, 2007 16:52:34 GMT
Lydia smiled. "Very well. I can accept that. But, I cannot stop him, if he finds out on his own."
Jack looked at his father, and swallowed hard, as the did what Davy told them to do.
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Post by ciajones on Nov 24, 2007 16:55:47 GMT
Davy walked out of the cabin followed by Jack and Captain Teague. Davy Jones ordered the crew to make with all haste to the Endeavour.
"Beckett will die."
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Post by lydiasparrow on Nov 24, 2007 17:01:55 GMT
Lydia looked up, feeling something move in the water. "They're coming Beckett."
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Post by ciajones on Nov 24, 2007 17:05:19 GMT
With the wind, the Dutchman caught up to the Endeavour in no time at all. Jack picked up Cia from her bunk and carried her back outside, her head leaning against his shoulder. He wanted to see her breathe, to feel her cool breath, just anything that would prove that she could still live. Her locket was around his neck. He felt fingertips touch it.
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Post by lydiasparrow on Nov 24, 2007 17:42:20 GMT
Lydia slowly walked out on deck to see teh Dutchman. She felt sick.
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Post by ciajones on Nov 24, 2007 19:05:18 GMT
Jack smiled as he looked down at Cia. Her fingers were touching the locket, long and pale. Jack kissed the top of Cia's head.
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Post by lydiasparrow on Nov 24, 2007 19:10:15 GMT
She stared back at her parents. They stared back at her. "Bloody hell." She gasped.
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Post by ciajones on Nov 24, 2007 19:14:18 GMT
Cia was too weak to stand on her own, so Jack held her. She was regaining conciousness quickly, and she knew Lydia would be terrible.
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