applepirate | 01. Shipwreck [Action]

[Little did Captain Barbossa know that day at Tortuga that he won't exactly wake up in the same place he had fallen asleep in - that is, the captain's cabin on the Queen Anne's Revenge. So when his eyes snapped open, it wasn't the hull of the ship they were looking at, but instead it was several tall trees they saw looming over him, along with the overcast sky.

The pirate captain proceeded to stand up from the ground, immediately feeling a new sensation in his back - that of a... pair of wings?]

Shiver me timbers... What is this wretched place?

[Fittingly enough, it was then when a chill ran up his spine and caused his body to quiver, making him notice that he was also shirtless - save for the white cotton pants on his legs.

Wait... did that mean...

Yes, turning his head around, Barbossa also saw no sign of his hat anywhere in the forest he was now in. The hat he had only just regained possession of.]

Arrr! Where be me hat? I swear, if somebody took me hat...

[Speaking of, what had happened to his ship that he had just acquired? Did his crew commandeer it somehow and left him here to perish while he was asleep? Just what in the world had happened in Tortuga? And what was up with this drastic season change? And that journal lying on the ground, which he knelt down to pick up - it wasn't a treasure he remembered uncovering. He was too confused and angry right now to make any sense of it.

Was this all that scalawag Jack Sparrow's doing again? If it was, he should better pray that Barbossa doesn't get his hands on him. Just marooning him on that bloody island wouldn't do this time... No, his fellow pirate would remember him as the scourge of the seven seas...

The (former) captain was already walking through the forest, trying to find anything - a path, a tavern, a port. It's there where somebody could find him and possibly help him understand what's going on.]

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[And the change of topic was all Barbossa needed to reaffirm the suspicion that Buffy didn't know this about him from Elizabeth. It was true that the girl he knew back home wouldn't know any of this information, so that meant that there was also somebody else other than her that came from the pirate captain's world.]

Yer... informant didn't have anythin' to say about that, miss Buffy, hmm? It is a curious thing if ye really don't know how exactly I lost me limb. Ye know, seein' as ye were already aware of where I keep me rum, of all things.

[He narrowed his eyes at her, a smirk on his face as he regarded her. He didn't very much like it that she was keeping this from him, whether she had a purpose for doing so or was just toying with him for some reason.]

I was too busy being disgusted by the concept to ask questions. Y'know, at the time.

[ which is, for once, the honest truth. ]

...Aye. I can assure ye that it wasn't a pretty sight.

[And on that, at the very least, they could agree. Anything beat being caught there for eternity and not being able to get the revenge against Blackbeard that he had already begun developing strong desire for.]

But who, I still wonder, could ye have learned more about it from if ye wished?

[On top of everything, Elizabeth never quite became a pirate. And from Buffy's earlier words to him, it sounded like whoever else had come here from Barbossa's world was a pirate himself.]

I don't suppose you'll believe it if I say Admiral James Norrington, will you?

[ after all, even she knows that james would already be dead. ]

[And now a mention of James Norrington too. Well, of course, if the barmaid knew Elizabeth, the man must've come up at some point as well anyway.]

The poor Commodore wasn't exactly around anymore at the time, I fear.

[William Turner would have been mentioned a good number of times himself - though as Barbossa had said earlier, being captain of the Flying Dutchman would've prevented the bloke from learning anything about what happened with Blackbeard later on. With the way this was going, next on her list of mentions was going to be old Jack, probably, heh, and Elizabeth surely would've told her about him...

Wait. Jack Sparrow. Now this was someone that could've potentially found himself in Luceti just as Barbossa had. And he certainly fit the criteria of having a big mouth.]

... I don't suppose the pirate you were acquainted with, miss Buffy, was a certain Jack Sparrow... was it?

[He hadn't really considered it before, but now that he did, it was an unnervingly viable option...]

Am acquainted with. Is Jack Sparrow.

[ at long last length and last, buffy summers comes clean. the act deserves some kind of reward -- or else holding out for so long does -- and so she reaches over the bar to grab herself a can of diet coke. ]

Present tense.

[He had suspected to be right, but Barbossa had to blink upon hearing it confirmed.]

...Blimey. Old Jack be 'ere then as well. Ill winds blow for the both of us everywhere we go, don't they?

[Both the surprise and the irritation were clear in the pirate's voice as he said it, and then quickly went to take another drink - a rather big one, too. Gosh, with what had been going on and what he just learned, he really needed it.

A pause followed after he put the rum down, sighing deeply as he looked at Buffy again.]

I suppose that he is... rather entertained by the situation. Provdin' amusement for the folks too, perhaps. If anybody could cower their way out of a place like this, however, it'd most certainly be him.

[Which was why it was surprising to him that Jack hadn't managed to find a way off here by now. The scalawag was full of surprises.]

Entertained is not the word I'd use, Hec. Or should I be calling you Barbossa?

[Sigh. At times, it almost felt like he was talking to Jack Sparrow already with this woman.]

...Seems like the man has left a certain imprint, hmm? His way of addressing folk of a stature such as me own in particular.

[And yes, for him, Barbossa would clearly be the preferred option. Being the vain man he was, he was not particularly thrilled to hear her calling the notorious pirate captain of the Queen Anne's Revenge "Hec".]

I-imprint? [ concerned, she touches her shoulder -- thinking briefly that her sparrow-shaped tattoo might have been visible. but -- no -- all flesh is well covered. so she shakes her head and tries to get back into the game. ]

Nothing like that. He's just...well known, that's all.

[Barbossa noticed the look of brief concern on Buffy's face, but this time he didn't make much of it as he simply went back to taking another drink from the rum.]

Well, old Jack does definitely know how to make a name of himself everywhere he goes. [A chuckle. The fact that he learned about him being here during his first day in Luceti proved that.]

...He's not that old -- [ she argues, almost petulantly. even as she realizes that the man didn't mean it as an adjective denoting age but instead one of familiarity. ] You're no spring chicken yourself, you know...