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Post by Lauren on Jul 17, 2008 17:47:54 GMT
"When did you last see him?" I asked curiously. "Where was he at the time?"
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Post by Daz on Jul 17, 2008 18:09:23 GMT
"Uh.. " I remember that all too well, but I try not to appear too eager, ".. France."
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Post by Lauren on Jul 17, 2008 18:11:18 GMT
"France," I repeat with a slight sigh. Jack Sparrow really couldn't stay in one place, could he? "What were you doing in Ireland?"
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Post by Daz on Jul 17, 2008 18:15:53 GMT
"Making my passage back to the Caribbean. I stopped over there before I left to America."
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Post by Lauren on Jul 17, 2008 18:30:17 GMT
I nod. "That makes sense, long voyage," I say. The gangplank is raised and the Captain shouts for the achor to be lowered and still I stay where I am ... I'm not doing any work until I'm told directly. "Why does Sparrow have to go to Singapore? Of all places," I roll my eyes. "There are much nicer cities in Europe I'd like to visit,"
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Post by Daz on Jul 17, 2008 18:34:47 GMT
"Aye. And Jack's seen 'em all. Singapore happens to be his favorite."
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Post by Lauren on Jul 17, 2008 18:42:50 GMT
"I'm not surprised in the least," I smirked. "What pirate - what man for that matter - would pass up cheap whores?"
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Post by Daz on Jul 17, 2008 19:03:56 GMT
I roll my eyes a little, "Aye.. Hm."
Not sure if I like this area of conversation.
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Post by Lauren on Jul 17, 2008 19:06:54 GMT
I smirk a little, smugly, glad that she didn't seem to like the area of conversation. I was putting together a preconcieved idea of their relationship that derived from Venice's facial expressions and the ways avoided these kinds of conversations. I was glad they seemed to have been close ... it made it so much easier for me to get to Sparrow when the time came to it and I wouldn't think twice about stabbing her in the back to get to him.
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Post by Daz on Jul 17, 2008 19:16:06 GMT
"So how much do you know about Jack?"
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