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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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[So despite being neither a pirate nor a member of the Navy, this guy still seemed fairly knowledgeable, except that he missed out on one little but important detail.]

Aye, the ship was Blackbeard's.... until I took it from him, that is. It is to become notorious for its Captain, Barbossa.

[He smirked as he said it, proceeding to scoff at Spock's not-too-informative reply to his question, putting a hand on his waist while still holding onto his journal with the other.]

And would ye care to elaborate what Luceti may mean, hmm? After all, it should be fairly obvious that I just got here.

[Spock quirked an eyebrow.]

Luceti is this place. Essentially there are beings who are pulled from various universes and brought here for no apparent reason. While here, we are under the mercy of a caste called the Malnosso... They occasionally use us to run certain experiments.

As negative as that may sound... it is relatively peaceful here. We are merely stuck until we are 'sent' back home, Captain.

[Beings from various universes, were they now? As absurd as it sounded, the pirate captain couldn't deny that a person like Spock definitely had the look of a person from another universe. There may be some merit to his explanation, after all.]

That's very interesting.

[Barbossa ran a hand through his beard thoughtfully while he regarded the Vulcan, nodding his head slightly. Spock certainly seemed dead serious in what he was saying, barely flinching apart from that eyebrow of his he constantly quirked...]

These... Malnosso folk. What kind of quarrel do they have with us?

[Peace. Not something he was used to, but it seemed odd...]

How come there's peace in this curious place when we've got them making... experiments on us, ye say? That smells like something I won't stand for, Mr. Spock.

[He's already been dead once, been hexed with a terrible curse, had his leg torn... That was enough experimenting for a lifetime.]

[Spock gives way the first sign of frustration...]

It is... difficult to explain Captain.

The Malnosso are also trapped here... and have been for generations. They are scientists looking for data... for what purpose I know not.

However, the times between shifts are peaceful. [Spock looks at Barbossa.]

It would be unwise for you to be exposed to this cold for much longer Captain. Please follow me... I will show you where you can acquire sufficient clothing.

[Hmph. These Malnosso were barking up the wrong tree for no apparent reason.]

They better start lookin' how to get us off this place if I had anything to say about it. They want out. We want out. It's a fair deal for both sides, is it not?

[Perhaps no one has thought of a parley between the two. Whoever was behind this deserved to be shot on sight, but there was something about the Malnosso's logic he didn't quite understand.]

Aye. Perhaps ye could help me find me old clothes and hat, Mr. Spock? [He looked over Spock's outfit.] I'd rather not wear... anything particularly queer.

[Assuming they were still around here somewhere. If they were, then perhaps his ship would be too. He could only hope.]

From what I am aware, both parties have been working on an escape... with no success.

[Hey, you could try talking to them... if you don't value your life.]

Indeed... your belongings may have followed you here. It is possible that they have appeared in the various shops in town. [Spock gestured towards the path.]

Shall we? [The Vulcan started to walk.]

[And indeed, he would definitely try to "talk" to them sometime. Perhaps folk around here weren't quite as capable as he was, or had the required authority of a pirate captain. Oh, he had no idea yet what exactly he was facing.

Then, he frowned.]

Is that what has become of me clothes? Are ye tellin' me that someone is now runnin' around with gold earned from selling me hat?

[He followed the Vulcan, keeping his gaze on him angrily. He really liked that hat! Oh, it was definitely great to hear that it could still be here, but he had just found it again... Just his luck to have it taken from him immediately afterwards.]

What of me ship, Mr. Spock? Has it "appeared" somewhere on the docks, too?

Negative, there is no currency in Luceti... except for extra items you can purchase from the Malnosso with credit they award you if you go on missions for them.

[Spock lifted an eyebrow...]

Your ship? I doubt it is here... the only ship that I know of is currently looking for a crew.

I believe I was talking to one Captain Jack Sparrow regarding this.

[No gold at all in Luceti to use to buy or sell? Now that sure was an odd concept. That sure added a degree of pointlessness to piracy.

Some crews, however, would still go even in Luceti if not for the treasure that may be out there and for the thrill. Such was pirate nature. Wantin' things for themselves even without payoff, things they didn't even understand.]

So those curious Malnosso are a bunch of blackmailers, then. Force us to go on adventures so as to acquire "extra items" that compel certain folk.

[Barbossa looked Spock's way as they walked and shook his head a little.]

Needless to say, Mr. Spock, it would take somethin' especially valuable for one such as I to do their dirty work.

[Like a ship. Or an infinite supply of apples (unless there already was one in Luceti). Or a neat hat, if he couldn't find his own.

Wait, what? The mention of Jack Sparrow made Barbossa nearly stop in his tracks, but his face still froze momentarily.]

Blimey! Jack be here, too? Was that wretched scalawag the one to steal me ship? [Or commandeer, as Jack would put it if he was asked the same question.]

[Spock regarded Barbossa with an odd look...]

I am uncertain if Captain Sparrow stole your ship....You will have to confront him yourself on that matter.

[They were coming close to the village center, where all the quaint shops were lined up.

When they arrived at the clothing shop, Spock opened the door for Barbossa... he was nothing if not polite.] Hopefully we will find your belongings here, Captain.

[Come on - there was one ship here, and it just happened to be under the command of old Jack, just after he had lost his? That was way too implicating.]

And that I will! I want to see that ship with me own two eyes. Looks like I have.... pleasantries to exchange with its "captain".

[He wouldn't do anything rash, though; if Jack had been the one to steal his ship after it appeared here, then he once again proved to be an unpredictable fellow... If it was him behind this, and if he had his ship there, Barbossa would have to be cautious as well.]

Ye don't happen to know the name of the vessel, Mr. Spock?

[Please don't say Queen Anne's Revenge.

Just before entering the clothing shop, Barbossa lifted a brow as he looked at Spock, a moment passing before he entered.]

If this be the dress code in Luceti [He pointed at Spock's attire.], then me clothes shan't be hard to find if they be here.

[Have another eyebrow.]

Pleasantries? Can I safely assume that you are utilizing sarcasm? [Literal Vulcan has difficulty with the wonders of the English language.]

The Britannia.

[Spock didn't know if he enjoyed Barbossa's presence or not... did he just insult the Vulcan?] There is no dress code...this is my chosen attire.

Do not feel as though you have to choose the same. [Have a wry smile.] You seem to have an attachment to your...hat. You have mentioned several times in conversation already..what does it look like?

[Have a scoff in response.]

Aye. Ye're a sharp lad, Mr. Spock.

[and just like that, Barbossa was utilizing sarcasm again; the look on his face should have been enough for even Spock to find it perfectly obvious. Though he wasn't quite the ordinary person, was he? For all Barbossa knew, this was just a man with weirdly pointy eyes.

Learning that the name of the ship wasn't Queen Anne's Revenge didn't quite clear his acquaintance from stealing it, though it did make Barbossa run his hand through his beard a bit in thought.]

The Britannia, ye say?... I doubt old Jack named it, then - could've been another ship he stole. Never had much love for the English folk - and on that, at the very least, he and I can agree.

[Barbossa, for one thing, would certainly be a touch more kind if he hadn't just been transported to a whole new world and lost everything he had - though Spock hadn't done anything to anger him further yet, which was still something!]

It is me carefully crafted round hat, Mr. Spock, with a couple of blue ostrich feathers on top, and I've already lost it once before. And I don't wish to see it in the hands of another pirate. [Or rather, on their head.] And certainly not Jack Sparrow.

[Spock makes a noncommittal noise as he searches around for that hat. Barbossa was taunting him... The Vulcan didn't appreciate it.

But he didn't let it bother him...

...much.

Regardless, Spock couldn't help but be curious at the odd speaking Captain. At least he was easier to comprehend than Jack.]
Can I safely assume that you are a pirate then?

[Unfortunately for Spock, he was subject to Barbossa's irritation and annoyance from just having been brought in Luceti. Finding his possessions here would definitely alleviate some of that.

Though the pirate captain was already well on his way to calming down. He joined Spock in their mutual search for his hat; it shouldn't be long until either of them find the item, for it would stand out particularly well.]

I think me being an acquaintance of Jack's should have made that fairly obvious, Mr. Spock. Are ye sayin' that that bugger never mentioned me once?

[Of course, he would immediately suspect that his name would have come up whenever the Black Pearl was involved, and specifically how Jack took it from him. Or rather, reclaimed possession of it.]

Not necessarily. It would seem that Captain Sparrow has several acquaintances in Luceti, not all of them are pirates.

[Spock shot a wry smile to Barbossa.] Negative, I have never before heard of you Captain.

[Spock continues to look around the shelves.]

Luceti has a near zero percent crime rate... outside of the occasional 'pranking' of course. However, there are incidents that occur at various times, when individuals get hurt due to the carelessness of another...
...it is my hope that you will not be the reason for one of these... 'incidents'.

[Have a friendly Vulcan warning.... but maybe he shouldn't have said that to a pirate.]

[The pirate captain frowned a bit in response to Spock's smile, but it was only for a moment as he thought a bit. There was a sense of relief that came with knowing that Spock hadn't heard anything about him; Barbossa was quite certain that whatever Jack had to say about him would not be particularly flattering.]

There be no crime rate here, Mr. Spock, because folk like the two of us are already prisoners. Besides, I reckon it would be unwise to forget who the real enemy is... these Malnosso ye mentioned.

[Upon hearing Spock's next words, Barbossa scrunched his brows together as he looked at him. Was that warning really friendly, or did he mean to say that the old man would be careless?]

Define 'incidents', Mr. Spock, and we shall see whether I'll be the cause of one or not.

[Spock doesn't stop searching the shelves as he answers the Captain.]

There are many powerful individuals who reside in Luceti... Those with magical capabilities...gods... and those with strength that I have never witnessed.

A simple argument between two people can have catastrophic results.

[Ah, so that was what the curious man implied. Barbossa had been a witness to one of those kind of people as well, and that was no other than one of the heathen gods, Calypso herself. Powers like that certainly existed in his world - he had been struck with a terrible curse and later revived from the dead, after all - but they were not fully comprehensible to one such as him.

As long as these gods and powerful beings didn't actively oppose him and as long as he wasn't among the collateral damage of these 'catastrophic results', he was fine with the concept.]

Ye flatter me, Mr. Spock, but I'm afraid I be no god, and ye certainly won't see me doin' any magic. I'm naught but a simple pirate, a mortal like ye.

[He then shook his head a bit as he stopped searching for a bit and looked Spock's way with his brows lifted.]

And for how powerful ye say those folk may be, it seems to me as if they're still not good enough to put an end to those slippery Malnosso's schemes, hmm?

[With that said, the pirate captain went on to help the Vulcan's search for his possessions, noticing something really familiar out of the corner of his eye that caught his attention - an ostrich feather sticking out among the clothes on the shelf Spock was currently looking through.]

Ah! There be my hat.

Your assumption that I am mortal is correct... However, I was uncertain if you were.

It is unfortunate that we are at the Malnosso's mercy... However, the reality of it has not yet changed...regardless of certain efforts.
Perhaps...to borrow a human phrase... you will bring 'fresh eyes' to the situation.

[Spock regards Barbossa as he enthusiastically acquires his hat.]

Fascinating... is there a purpose for the choice of feather?

I'll certainly want to learn all there is to know about these Malnosso folk, aye. Then we shall see what will be brought to the table.

[Being here in Luceti meant that Barbossa was out of his comfort zone, but that wouldn't stop him from trying to figure out ways to defeat the Malnosso or inform himself more of their predicament.

And it was with enthusiasm that he picked his hat indeed, turning it around in his hands to make sure there wasn't any speck of dust on it. He tilted his head to look Spock's way momentarily as he smiled, proceeding to answer his question.]

Many pirate captains believe the feathers bring fortune, ye see, that they lessen the chance of stumblin' upon a terrible storm out in the seas. Me, though? I simply like the way it looks.

[Have an eyebrow...

Spock didn't know what to think of this guy, but he found himself curious.]

I see...

It is well that you have found your hat then Captain. If you require further assistance, I can show you the items shop...

[While Spock gave his suggestion, Barbossa was in the middle of putting the hat on his head, spending a few seconds to adjust it properly, making sure he wore it the way he wanted, with the feather a bit to the right side of the hem. It was only then when he looked Spock's way and slightly nodded.]

...Aye. I can't help but wonder, though, have these Malnosso folk graced us with a food store, as well, hmm? I find myself starvin' for an apple or two, ye see. A lengthy walk in the woods can do that to ye.

[And perhaps he could follow it up with some rum in some kind of bar - if there was one, and if there was even any rum to begin with. The gods, did he need to collect his thoughts and rest for a bit after all this shock.]

You will find that Luceti is quite an elaborate cage Captain. We have all the basic necessities taken care of... acquiring apples will not be an issue.

There is a grocery store, hospital, various shops for clothing and items... restaurants and cafes...

There are even two bars or pubs if you are so inclined. For training there is the barracks... Or if you are 'feeling adventurous'... there is the Dome.
I would be amenable to 'showing you around' that facility if you wish.

Hmm, what a gracious bunch these Malnosso bunch are, wouldn't ye say?

[Barbossa lifted his brows as he spoke the words and gave the man another grin. He could only hope the Vulcan could see that he was utilizing sarcasm again, for all of this certainly didn't make up for being forced out of his ship and all of his belongings, as well as being separated from his crew and the world he knew and enjoyed sailing in.

Still, an elaborate cage was better than being tied in rope, that much he could agree on. It may have been an attempt to keep him satisfied and content, and he would make use of what he was given - but he wouldn't stop thinking about ways to escape.]

A trip to one of the taverns also sound rather lovely, Mr. Spock. I suppose I do not have to ask ye whether our captors have supplied us with rum, hmm? Seein' as they've kindly decided to grace us with so much free conveniences, I doubt they'd miss out on that.

I'm inclined to say that I'm a rather adventurous fellow, aye. Comes with bein' a pirate captain. Ye'll have to elaborate what this Dome is all about first, however.

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