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East Indies. Indian and Pacific oceans, clear about on the other side of the world. Exotic locals only really pictured in most people's imagination if they grew up in the northern climes of England. There were certainly books and stories that mentioned such locations, with descriptions that ranged from the academic to the fantastic.

All such memories and dreams based on such stories are rather quickly going to be replaced by the real thing, now.

The water under the Black Pearl is brilliant blue and clear, leading to the bustling docks of Singapore. Dutch and Portuguese trading ships were moored next to the more exotic ones from China and other Asian kingdoms. The babble of strange languages filled the ears even from this distance, made all the more clearer as the Black Pearl slowly cruised into a free dock. The wind carried out to them the smells of the trading port itself, unfamiliar spices and scents thick on the sea breeze.

Singapore.

Date: 2006-07-26 03:06 am (UTC)
pirate_jack: (now that's interesting)
From: [personal profile] pirate_jack
"Heave out that line!" Jack yells, instantly followed by, "Haul in the sail!"

He's at the wheel, deftly guiding the Pearl to her berth. One hand's set firmly on his hat, however, as he spares a single baleful glance for the monkey scampering along the railing.

Date: 2006-07-26 03:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prone-to-panic.livejournal.com

Archie grins and heaves on one of the lines, his callouses are back in full, and the only thing keeping these day's sail from being perfect so far was Svava's sunnen bouts of seasickness. And that unfortunate encounter earlier, but that had been all sorted out. For the most part.

And now there were in Singapore. He's nearly as entranced by it as Wellard is, though... bugs are bugs. He slaps his neck irratably.

Date: 2006-07-26 03:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
And it may be a pirate ship-

But it was the Black Pearl, and it was not the Renown. Wellard helps haul in one of the sails while up in the rigging, and Cotton is there right besides him, both of them pulling it in equally-

With no accusing looks or statements from anyone, once he proved his own worth.

It just made the sight of Singapore all the more sweeter.

Date: 2006-07-26 04:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com
Thankfully no seasickness at the moment, as Svava is half-leaning over the rail to watch the Black Pearl's hull move in closer and closer to the docks.

"Three yards- ... two! moving in-!"

The Pearl drops her speed even more, and a few moments later her hull gently bumps against one of the docks. Svava and one of the other pirates toss mooring lines over the side.

Date: 2006-07-26 05:12 am (UTC)
pirate_jack: (knowing smile)
From: [personal profile] pirate_jack
The dockworkers make the lines secure, and as Jack steps away from the wheel a crewmember scrambles to drape his coat over his shoulders.

The second Jack takes his hand from his hat, the monkey takes this moment to dive for it, and there's a very loud BANG as Jack whips out his pistol and shoots it.

"--undead monkey! There, that's better." He's much more satisfied as he makes his way down the steps to the deck below, grinning at the others.

"Welcome to Singapore."

Date: 2006-07-26 05:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prone-to-panic.livejournal.com

Archie secures the rope he's been helping haul in the sail with and joins Svava at the railing.

"It's like nothing else, isn't it?"

He grins rogueishly.

"Come on, let's see what sort of things we can find for Laerke and the others."

Date: 2006-07-26 06:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com
"Hm." Svava smiles, leaning against Archie.

"And maybe postcards to send to everyone else, as well." She grins a bit. Some of the money she got from Belisaere is tucked away in hidden pockets- gold and silver tends to spend well enough on most worlds, she has found.

"... And clothes. Maybe some new knives. And books or pictures-"

Date: 2006-07-27 12:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
Wellard does not even flinch at the gunshot- by now he certainly knows that the undead monkey will be safely off somewhere, sulking.

Specially now since there is something so much more to keep his attention caught- the docks and sprawling buildings behind them. Singapore.

"... Quite awesome."

Date: 2006-07-27 01:02 am (UTC)
pirate_jack: (knowing smile)
From: [personal profile] pirate_jack
There's a brief encounter with the port official and a short negotiation of fees -- half in English and half in Mandarin -- before Jack saunters back to the small group, looking wickedly pleased.

"What'll you have an interest in, then?"

Behind him, pirates are already scattering down the dock for shore leave, save for the few who are left on duty as guard.

"Nothing you can't find here -- markets, shops --"

A slanted glance at Wellard and then a wink to Archie.

"-- lovely company..."

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Date: 2006-07-27 03:41 am (UTC)
pirate_jack: (there's a man in singapore)
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The two of them have left the dock and are headed down a narrow street. Jack's gesturing expansively as he tells Wellard,

"You'll like this place, lad. All sorts of interesting people there, savvy? Learned a few things there meself."

Date: 2006-07-27 04:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
"Like about pirating? Or just ships and sailing in general?" Wellard glances to Jack curiously, as he looks around the street.

Date: 2006-07-27 05:06 am (UTC)
pirate_jack: (knowing smile)
From: [personal profile] pirate_jack
Jack swallows a laugh and slings a companionable arm around Wellard's slight shoulders as they walk.

"It's a part of living at sea and coming to shore but rarely, mate -- and the trick with the kohl's been very useful on the sea, aye."

Date: 2006-07-27 05:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
And certain things click.

("Not in six months I haven't.")

Wellard slowly eyes Jack.

"... Not to do with sailing."

Date: 2006-07-27 05:58 am (UTC)
pirate_jack: (are you sure you want to do that?)
From: [personal profile] pirate_jack
"Not exactly," he drawls, completely unrepentant. "But, son--"

That's as far as he gets before a movement in the shadows of the street ahead gets Jack's attention. He straightens, looking sharply at the three figures who step out of doorways and drift toward them.

"Well, well. Fancy seeing you here."

Date: 2006-07-27 06:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
The possible blush creeping up Wellard's cheeks is forestalled by Jack's attention being caught by the three approaching.

Randall walked like that, when he was up to no good. Wellard eyes them carefully, with subtle glances to the sides of the street, to see if they had any other friends with them as well.

Date: 2006-07-28 10:03 am (UTC)
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"Captain Jack Sparrow." The words and the smile are both sharp and glinting, much like the blade of the knife that suddenly appears in the man's hand. Idly flipping the blade over and catching it, he continues,

"Now just what business is it that you have down here, I wonder?"

Date: 2006-07-28 10:11 am (UTC)
pirate_jack: (now wait just a minute mate)
From: [personal profile] pirate_jack
Jack cocks his head to the side and lifts both hands in a soothing gesture as he explains,

"Now, mate. You don't want to be doing anything unwise, savvy? The lad and I aren't looking for any trouble."

A beat.

"You just go on and tell Sao Feng that we're not after his business here."

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Date: 2006-07-27 04:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com
And Archie and Svava head down off the docks, and into the thick of the port town, where the stalls and stores are crowded together, and people throng the streets.

However, neither one of them are stupid. Svava's money is well-hidden on her person, and both keep a hand on either sword or knife to discourage pickpokets.

Some things never change, no matter what world or time you are from.

Date: 2006-07-27 06:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prone-to-panic.livejournal.com

Of course, these two aren't any random strangers wandering around the docks and markets; these two have an air of confidance, perhaps even of being dangerous, though they've got smiles on their faces and are pointing out things to eachother in the stalls as they pass by. There's just something about those pale haired, blue eyed northern barbarians...

"Oh, sweetest, there's something you might like..."

A booth full of brightly colored silks ranging in weight from a light gauze to a thick, decadant brocade.

Date: 2006-07-28 04:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com
Svava does still have her valkyrie helm. She so should have brought it, now. Singapore really could have used a couple of northern barbarians walking through its streets-

Though the image would be shattered as it is now- Svava pausing to ooh and ahh over the fabrics. Khemrys can sew, and if Svava gets her a couple of bolts of this, perhaps Khemrys can help her make something for herself with some bolts of fabric of her own. It is a workable plan, so Svava starts sorting through the shop.

"Some blue, of course. And green for Khemrys..."

Date: 2006-07-28 09:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prone-to-panic.livejournal.com

"There are other shops, sweetest. We don't want to get carried away quite yet..."

Though these are some lovely fabrics. He fingers a bit of filmy deep blue, not quite sheer, but a little too light to be worn in public alone. It would look lovely against the cream and gold of her.

"I think I saw a shop with beads and jewelry just across the way."

Date: 2006-07-28 09:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com
At least Svava is rather good at picking out what she likes quickly- Archie is pointing out the other shop, and she already has a stack of fabrics picked out, and is trying to use both english, norse, and french to haggle with the shopkeeper.

-None of those three languages the shopkeeper knows, but this is Singapore. Much pantomiming and pointing, along with Svava nearly walking away, soon nets her the fabric as well as a satchel to carry them in.

Svava beams at Archie, rejoining him.

Date: 2006-07-28 09:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prone-to-panic.livejournal.com

The entire exchange has Archie grinning, and as she walks up proudly ha laughs and pulls her into his arms to kiss her soundly. (Scandalous!)

"Ah sweetest, I do love you. Perhaps I should let you make all of our deals today. You obviously are quite expert at it."

And with that, he tugs her into the next booth and begins draping beads and bracelets all over her. There's a particular strand of beads he's eyeing for someone else though, they shift in color from deep red to bright orange, to glowing gold. Like living embers cought on a cord.

Date: 2006-07-28 10:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com
If they are scandalous and dangerous, so be it! Svava grins, letting Archie drap her with jewelry (much to the worry of the vendor, for fear that they just might walk off with said jewelry). She leans against him, to peer at the string of beads.

There is only one fire-type person they both know, who that would fit.

"Rachel?"

Date: 2006-07-28 10:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prone-to-panic.livejournal.com

He fingers them thoughtfully.

"Do you think she'd like them?"

He thinks so, but then, he's not a woman, and Rach is rather unusual on top of that.

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