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Post by Jack Sparrow on Sept 26, 2005 18:43:20 GMT -5
Jack slowly pushed open the doors of his favorite small tavern on the well-known island; Treasure Isle. Not exactly unpopulated was this tavern, but it also wasn't overly crowded. He knew the bartender well, and led his two lady friends up to the front to order them each a drink on him...the least he could do was be actually civil after all that has happen in these past few days.
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Post by michelle on Sept 26, 2005 18:46:33 GMT -5
She walked up to the bar, tense and nervous. Her eyes darting from corner to corner. "Jack...I don't want to be here..." she whispered in his ear, below the drunken noise. "Please...I want to go back to the ship," she looked pleadingly into his eyes.
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Sept 26, 2005 19:04:10 GMT -5
He glanced at her, and pointed as the loudest group of the drunkads just left.
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Post by michelle on Sept 26, 2005 19:08:39 GMT -5
"With them?" she asked, looking up at him
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Sept 27, 2005 4:15:36 GMT -5
Jack shook his head, and chuckled a bit. The first time in a long while.
"No, now that they are gone, you must stay. Tis not that I don't trust you, I do....I just don't trust others on this spit of rubbish called a island...stay...we will be leaving shortly."
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Post by michelle on Sept 27, 2005 13:56:37 GMT -5
"Are you sure Captain?" she looked up at him, almost like a small child.
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Sept 27, 2005 14:29:24 GMT -5
He smiled and nodded. "Of course! Do you not trust me?" His mouth hung open in mid sentance, but the Captain quickly shut it, mentally slapping himself from saying something so completely stupid. "Here, would you like? Let me by you a drink? A meal?" The Captain offered.
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Post by michelle on Sept 27, 2005 15:58:27 GMT -5
She just looked at him. "Anything strong," she giggled, ready to get drunk.
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spyke
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Captain of the MP3
what does it look like i'm doing? i'm finding my rum
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Post by spyke on Sept 27, 2005 18:58:13 GMT -5
spyke pulled at jack's collar ruffly and made him face to face look at her awsome glare. 'she's younger than me... nothing strong, jack... you already don't have a liver, it's amazing that your brain still works half the time' she let his collar go and took michelle by the shoulder. 'come.. I'll buy you a drink' she walked her over to the bar. 'two white russians one wet one dry, easy on the cane and uh, deep cream the wet one' she smirked leaning on the table as the bartender tended to them.
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Sept 27, 2005 19:26:50 GMT -5
Jack gave Pico a confused look. What was a liver? He thought to himself. And besides, He Was the one who offered Michelle a drink in the first place! Setting his fist down hard on the counter, he order his savior of thirsts.
"What rums do ya have?"
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spyke
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Captain of the MP3
what does it look like i'm doing? i'm finding my rum
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Post by spyke on Sept 28, 2005 14:57:46 GMT -5
pico rolled his eyes to him and got her wet and gave michelle the dry. she took a sip and looked over to a table of men and looked away disinterested.
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Post by michelle on Sept 28, 2005 15:03:17 GMT -5
She swung the glass back with a huge force. Her head hurt for a moment and warmth spread through her stomach. "It's going to be a fun night!" she ordered herself another and two more after that. She grinned.
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Post by ~KC~ on Sept 28, 2005 15:05:11 GMT -5
KC walked into the tavern and spotted the group. She slipped over quietly and sat next to Michelle.
I've been looking all over for you guys, what are you...? She saw Michelle draining a glass of rum, and saw two other empty ones in front of her. She grinned at Jack. Getting her drunk, I see.
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Post by michelle on Sept 28, 2005 15:06:41 GMT -5
She was in a such a drunken stupor, she just grinned at KC. "Cheers," she smiled, draining her fourth shot.
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Sept 28, 2005 16:25:11 GMT -5
Shaking his head at KC, Jack cleared away the empty glasses, and informed the Bartender to grant the young women no more drinks. "No...actually, she jumped in on it herself...lucky lass...anyway, you wanted?"
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