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Post by Daz on Jun 17, 2010 23:30:18 GMT
I wince a little, looking back up to him, "I suppose, dear sir, we could have taken a ganter aboard that ship of yours.. taken a look at that apparent treasure.." I try, speaking in a deliberately over-the-top way to express my disinterest, "but if you are quite so desperate.. at least a few rounds of drink.." I decide, expecting him to have a least that amount of money on him. And with that I head into the tavern, expecting him to follow me.
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Post by jarofdirt on Jun 17, 2010 23:46:47 GMT
Jack fidgeted as Cleo spoke, then nodded eagerly when she finally agreed. "Aye, aye, you can 'ave the prettiest jewel in my hold, I promise, as long as we can discuss....things, eh?" he stated distractedly, despite knowing that his word no doubt held little value to her. And indeed he was desperate.
He followed her closely into the tavern, taking a seat across from her once she chose a table.
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Post by Daz on Jun 17, 2010 23:50:02 GMT
I settle myself down, taking a short while to place my bag of belongings safely on my lap and becoming a little more comfortable.. and then I lean forwards slightly, looking at him, "So, Mister Sparrow, have you encoutered a little chartering problem?"
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Post by jarofdirt on Jun 18, 2010 0:48:53 GMT
Jack gave a snort of laughter as he leaned his elbows against the edge of the table, peering out from below the brim of his hat as he regarded Cleo. "I believe I 'ave, Miss," he replied indignantly, his eyes flashing. "Tha' map you gave me led me to a treasure all righ', but it wasn't the one tha' was marked on the map. Far from it. I was misled, savvy?" His tone and demeanor would show that he thought the entire predicament he was currently in was in fact all her fault.
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Post by Daz on Jun 18, 2010 17:57:58 GMT
"Misled?" I sit back again, pretending to be quite shocked at this acqusation, "Excuse me, ye bloody man, I haven't misled anyone, obviously you couldn't read it in the way it was supposed to be read. There is more than one way to read a map, you know.. it's not my fault that you're not intelligent enough to spot it."
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Post by jarofdirt on Jun 18, 2010 18:43:04 GMT
"There aren't many other ways to read 'Fountain of Youth' when it's written in plain English, love," Jack snapped back, his face one of agitation. "Tha''s wha' your map said it was takin' me too, but tha' is not wha' I found."
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Post by Daz on Jun 18, 2010 18:46:54 GMT
"I'm a map-reader, not an expert in mythological fountains, dear." I frown a little, "You didn't find the fountain of youth, because it obviously does not exist.. either that or its just a metaphor. But you'd have to be a fool to believe it's there. Ye fool."
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Post by jarofdirt on Jun 18, 2010 18:59:11 GMT
Jack couldn't help but smirk. "An' just how are you so sure it doesn't exist? 'Ave you been anywhere else other than this godforsaken island an' the one we were marooned on? As you said, you're a cartographer - not a pirate, not a sailor. So you 'ave no right to be callin' me a fool in such matters."
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Post by Daz on Jun 18, 2010 19:12:35 GMT
"Just because I don't feel the need to prance around the ocean, does not mean I'm uneducated. I know my facts, I know a myth from reality. It's a matter of science, luv."
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Post by jarofdirt on Jun 18, 2010 19:23:16 GMT
"I never said you were uneducated, Missy. Don't be putting words in my mouth," Jack retorted, shifting restlessly on his stool. "If you knew it wasn't the Fountain then, then why did you sell it as such? To rip off your customers, take their money an' then send them on some wild goose chase? Or was your scientific mind so sharp tha' you just knew there was a treasure there, an' figured whatever dumb pirate you sold the bloody map to would be gullible enough ta think they 'ad indeed found the Fountain?"
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