Hoist the Colours

[Jacky]

The King and his men stole the Queen from her bed, and bound her in her bones. The seas be ours, and by the powers, where we will, we’ll roam.

Decades ago, the Brethren had known to bind Calypso’s power. The goddess who once ruled the ocean, was deprived of her omnipotence. She was trapped, in human form. Disillusioned. Humiliated. And angered. A couple of generations later, it were those very same pirates who chose to set her free at the time. Aye… It was *her* he was looking for.

He had known her a long time. And without doubt Tia Dalma favours him. Or.. favoured him. Had favoured him. …Before. A frown came to his features as he considered it. Subconsciously, he hoped she still took a liking to him now. Whatever she may be at the time.

He glanced around, a wary feeling in his gut, as he guided the dingy through the thick fog. He heard a crow nearby, its eerie sound carrying far despite the bad weather. “Lovely.” He murmured under his breath, as he pulled the oars towards him with a subtle amount of strength. A shiver ran down his spine, but he kept going.

If that son of a idiot wouldn’t have let his Bloody! Ship! Sink! he wouldn’t have had to g-

The crow sounded again. His sharp gaze darted over, and he saw a light in the fog. He squinted his eyes, quietly observing.

”Jack Sparrow.” Her voice sounded accented as before. “Jack Sparrow, wat issit tat you seek…?”

He tilted his head slightly at the words. The light he was looking at wouldn’t move. He reached out to grab the oars again to head towards it… but the very second his gaze returned to the boat, he saw *her* sitting on the opposite side of him. In the boat. Tia Dalma, or Calypso, or whatever she was at the time! He let out a startled scream, let go of the oars again, and edged away a little. “Jesus.” He shook off the scare, and breathed normally again.

”You be a stubborn man if ye still believes in ‘im.” A slow catlike grin spread over Calypso’s face, revealing the darkly stained teeth.

“Tia Dalma.” He winced when she pursed her lips in disagreement. “Calypso.” He corrected himself. “You could’ve had a quieter entrance there, you know.”

Again she smiled. Then she leaned forward, running a finger over the high cheekbone of the pirate in front of her. “It sank.” She mused, sounding happy as she said it, “Yer beloved Pearl… ahh…” She closed her eyes and smiled sincerely. “Tat is what you seek.. don’t it?”

He kept his dark eyes directed straight at her, not feeling the need to answer.

Her eyes rolled open again, and she licked her lips slowly. “I can bring ‘er back.” She mused, “Back from the depths… again.” She tilted her head as she observed the pirate’s reaction. “But I demand payment.”

“What?” His voice was decided.

Slowly the corners of her lips curled up in a neat arc, and she let out a excited breath before she spoke. “William… Turner.”

[Hannah]

There had been a change, I could feel it clearly. Something was different than else.. something like this didn't happen normally - A green flash and suddenly we were on different waters. Waters I knew from a long time ago, before I-

My gaze wanders up to the sails and I start shouting orders, my hands firmly on the wheel. We are there where we always are when it is time to-
Every ten years.

Though the ten years aren't over yet. I would have known that. I count.. every single day until the day that I shall see her again. It had been 40 days now.. so many more to go. But I know she will wait. That she will be standing on the shores of the sea, waiting for me.

I snap back into reality when the sails make the flapping sound when the wind catches them wrong. I spin the wheel a bit so the wind fills the sails and we gain speed.

Bootstrap walks up to Will, his eyes slightly narrowed. "How..?" He asks and looks at the ocean, standing behind Will.

"I don't know.." I tell him darkly and look at the sun, to orientate myself. "We will have to.. find land and you will have to go ashore.. we have to find out what this is about."

[Jacky]

"SIR!" From the rigging a crewmember drew Jacks attention, pointing towards the horizon straight ahead. "There they are, sir!"
I pulled out my spyglass, and put the piece against my eye. While I peer through it, a slow smile spread over my features. It worked.
Calypso had kept to her part of the agreement. I have me Pearl back since a few weeks ago. And not The Pearl alone, but also a new crew (all new safe for Gibbs, in fact). We had sailed where Calypso said we'd find Captain Turner and his ship. And indeed we did. A green flash had appeared seconds ago, and now I located the ship dead ahead.
"FULL CANVAS!" I ordered automatically, as I snapped the spyglass shut again. "We'll catch up with them! Raise the topsails! Secure the rigging! Lively men!"
As the crew rushed about I grabbed a hold of the wheel, looking back to the ship in the distance, and slowly grinning. It was time for a welcoming committee.

[Hannah]

That very same moment a shout could be heard from the mast 'SAILS HO!'

I turn my head around into the direction where the man is pointing and indeed - there is a ship. I pull out my spyglass and let my father take the wheel for now, stepping over to the railing. A ship with Black Sails..
Somehow I should have known that this was Jack Sparrow's doing. I roll my eyes and step back to the wheel, spinning it around so we sail into their direction. We might aswell go and meet them then.

[Jacky]

"They're bringing her about." I inform Gibbs, who walks up to the helm to accompany me.
"Aye." Gibbs confirms, as he squints against the sunlight to keep his eyes on the Flying Dutchman. The distance between the two ships is rapidly decreasing. The Pearl has more speed, with the winds in her favour especially. "Captain.. one question." Gibbs starts carefully. "Why exactly are we bringing them back again?"
"To bargain." I glance aside to the elder man, as he takes a swig from his little flask. "Together we'd be the powers of the ocean, you know we would."
Of course, nobody knew of me real plan. Nobody here even knew the Pearl had been destroyed.. Nobody was surprised that I got her back at all. Even Gibbs had never asked about Barbossa. I reckoned he drew his own conclusions, and since that's what I want I never press the matter.
I turn the wheel so that we'll turn to the starboard side of the Dutchman.

[Hannah]

I look over to the Pearl. She still looks pretty much exactly the same the way I left her and a small grin plays around my lips as I hold the wheel of the Dutchman with one hand.
I tap my hand against my bandana to greet Jack when I see him at the wheel.. I am not surprised to see him there.. after I brought Barbossas soul into the land behind this one not too long ago.
I shout an order over the deck of the Dutchman to get the sails up, since this will most likely take some time until we settled.. whatever he got me here for.

I am standing ondecks of the Pearl, looking over at the Dutchman. It has been a while since I saw William Turner to be honest - I was surprised to find out that he became the new captain of the Dutchman..
My eyes wander over the ship and eventually to its captain at the helm. He looks good there, like he belongs where is he now.
I smile a bit and walk up the stairs to where Jack is standing at the helm.

[Jacky]

"Reef the sails!" I shout over the deck, startling Gibbs who had seemed distracted by the side of the Flying Dutchman. He hurries of the make sure everybody gets back to their stations again. We loose speed enough to gracefully line up alongsides the other ship.
Soon enough the Pearl and the Dutchman lay side to side, not moving, within the waters. The anchors are dropped. And from both sides, the crew appears curious on what is to happen next.
"Be ready to run the ship when we need it." I tell Anamaria as I pass by her from my way to the helm. You can't ever be too sure after all.
I walk over to the railing, the familiar bounce still in my step. I climb on top of it and hold on to one of the lines of the rigging. "Parlay, captain Turner!?" I call over to the other ship.
I see the other crew gather a gangplank to put over the gap between the two ships, in case their captain agrees. And I'm sure that he will.

[Hannah]

I look a bit confused after Jack since I don't think that the Dutchman would attack us now, but just nod and stay close to the helm - in case something might happen indeed.

The crew of the Dutchman soon enough puts the plank between the ships and I get onto the railing, holding onto a rope with one hand aswell.
"Very well.. why don't you join me here, Captain Sparrow." I raise an eyebrow and wait for him to come over to the Dutchman.

[Jacky]

"I'd be delighted." I inform him, and I step onto the gangplank and cross the distance between the ships. I hop down from the railing soon as I reached the Dutchman, and give Bootstap who is standing nearby a short grin. "You look good mate. A lot less your carbuncley." I inform him.

Without waiting for a reaction I turn on my heels, and look back to Will who's standing on top of the railing still. "Fancy that." I tell him. "Here I am, sailin' around peacefully on me ship, doin' a li'll of tis an' a li'll of tha'," I gesture left and right, "Next thing I know the skies are green and there's a ship in our very direction! Such a coincidence, aye?" I smile lazily, shifting my weight to the back of my foot and to the front again so I wobble a little.

[Hannah]

I step off the railing. "Somehow I hightly doubt that it is conincidence." I inform him though and start leading the way into the captainquarters.
There is no need that the entire crew listens to the conversation we will have, eventhough I will tell them how it turns out anyways.
I shoot my father a quick look before closing the door behind us.