The leader spits into his tiny orange hand and offers it up to Captian Jack.
Meanwhile one of the other tiny orange figures attempts to assess the damage done to the Pearl, he happens to spy River in her hiding spot.
For a fleeting moment he considers alerting the rest of his compatriots to her where abouts. Loompas, you see, have a great dislike of all children, and tormenting her further would be the second on the list of high priorities.
There's just something about the way she's recoiled from them all together that strikes him as odd. A quick glance tells him that no one else is watching, so he's free to act as his conscience dictates.
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Date: 2006-09-24 05:33 am (UTC)Meanwhile one of the other tiny orange figures attempts to assess the damage done to the Pearl, he happens to spy River in her hiding spot.
For a fleeting moment he considers alerting the rest of his compatriots to her where abouts. Loompas, you see, have a great dislike of all children, and tormenting her further would be the second on the list of high priorities.
There's just something about the way she's recoiled from them all together that strikes him as odd.
A quick glance tells him that no one else is watching, so he's free to act as his conscience dictates.
Ever so slightly he waves in her direction.