driftfleet | (one) bottle of rum

Who: Jack Sparrow
Broadcast: Video, open to all
Action: On the Wonderduck if you want
When: Now!

[The video turns on to... an really close upclose of Jack, his gold teeth shining in the light.]

I'm 'avin' a thought here, magical mirror. I'm thinking to meself, I'm thinking, 'Jack. You've got a real opportunity here, ey? A real opportunity... to go on adventures... to sail to the furthest reaches of the world and leave your mark on it...'

But, ah... I suppose I'm confused on a few bitsy teeny points. For example... [He smacks his lips together and then presses them together in a thin line before shouting-] where the bloody hell am I?!

I was about to use me pistol on the big-baddy and I've been kidnapped by... someone. That's another good question: who kidnapped me? And while we're at it... let's see... when do we go home? Why are we here? What do they want with us? And... where do you keep your rum?

[He pauses.] In fact, why don't we move that last question up to the front of the line? And then let's squeak in a question about where my pistol is. I want my sword, too, aye, but the pistol... it's important. I'm savin' it for a rainy day, savvy?

That's... all. Be gone, magical mirror!

[He pulls the device back a little, and you can see his brows furrow as he tries to figure out how to turn it off. And then he's pressing everywhere on it until he finally, accidentally (but thankfully) turns it off.]

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[ now. this is curious. ]

If it's a mirror you're looking for, you've picked up the wrong widget.

[He squints at the camera.] You're not a lass trapped within a magical mirror?

[He makes a 'hm' noise.] All the better! I have many womenly friends. We can... drink rum and... hug.

Close. I'm a lass trapped on a ship. So to speak.

[ but why rum :c ]

What kind of ship is this, if you don't mind a little chin-wag? I'm frightfully confused, and it's nice to meet a friendly face.

[Laying it on thick, Jack.]

[ peggy's a distrustful creature by nature -- and it's impossible not to look at him and assume rogueish.

so she resolves to be helpful. but not too helpful. ] A space-ship. Star-ship. I think the terms are interchangeable -- I can't be certain.

We're up in the stars, ey?

[That's a lot to process.]

Kind of like a sea. A dark spread of twinkly-winklies.

[He tried to sound poetic.]

A lot like a sea. Only bigger, drier, and considerably less salted. [ her tone is awfully dry, too. ] Welcome to space -- Jack, was it?

[ he'd mentioned his name early on in his ramblings, after all. ]

Captain. Captain Jack Sparrow, as it were.

And thank you, love. What did you say your name was again?

[She didn't, but Jack is just so used to forgetting people's names.]

[ ugh. did he just say love? be still her rolling eyes. ]

Captain Peggy Carter. As it were. That's what my name is, although you'll find I never actually said it.

[He thinks he maybe just got told.]

Ah. Captain Carter. My apologies.

[Maybe a little impressed? Maybe.]

Which one of these... star-ships are you captaining?

The Starstruck. Lovely little thing.

There's a bar on the Iskaulit.

[See how helpful?]

What's an 'is-kill-a-lot'? That sounds frightful.

[He... only half-listened. Sorry, Bones.]

It's the place where your rum - or somethin' like it - is gonna be. The Iskaulit. It's one of the ships.

A ship for rum?!

[He clasps his hands together.] By the sea below! I'm saved! You're the welcome committee, then, ey? And a fine welcome it is! Good lad.

['Good lad'? Nope.]

Doctor McCoy, captain of the Caprine.

Has anyone done the boring parts of filling you in on everything yet?

. . . what in the world are you on about?

[someone has never spoken to real pirates before.

Someone is purposely being a bit of a shit, too]

[By the Light, is this guy insane?]

Where you are- you're on a ship sailing the stars for entertainment. Why, entertainment. Same for what they want with us. And ugh. [This mage wants nothing to do with alcohol.]

You're insane, aren't you? [Real polite, Khadgar.]

At the risk of allowing a complete and utter nutcase into my bar, I have rum.

_{[ Well, this one certainly is a character, isn't he? ]}

About the only question that can be answered reliably is the rum one - which you can find on the Iskaulit in the bar. I assume they have rum, it's not my preferred drink personally.

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