OOM: Pearl Repairs
Sep. 16th, 2006 03:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The sky is cool, grey, and occasionally misting, but that just means when you are working hard you can keep warm enough.
And there is certainly plenty of work to be done. The deck of the Black Pearl has been cleared off, with debris and pieces that are large enough to reuse stacked carefully. All over is the gleam of cut and exposed wood, the splintered edges cut and smoothed in preparation for patching sections. One mast has been cleared of charred and torn sails and rigging, the canvas and rope set in one area to work on before it can be sent back up.
One of the current priorities, however, is fixing the stern section of the ship, the back wall of the captain's cabin, that took some of the worse damage from the kraken-
Scottish autumn nights can start to get chilly, afterall.
Party thread style, slowtimes more than welcome.
And there is certainly plenty of work to be done. The deck of the Black Pearl has been cleared off, with debris and pieces that are large enough to reuse stacked carefully. All over is the gleam of cut and exposed wood, the splintered edges cut and smoothed in preparation for patching sections. One mast has been cleared of charred and torn sails and rigging, the canvas and rope set in one area to work on before it can be sent back up.
One of the current priorities, however, is fixing the stern section of the ship, the back wall of the captain's cabin, that took some of the worse damage from the kraken-
Scottish autumn nights can start to get chilly, afterall.
Party thread style, slowtimes more than welcome.
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Date: 2006-09-24 05:45 am (UTC)Her eyes cut to the waving Loompa, and don't shift away.
She doesn't respond aloud, or wave back -- just watches him, unblinking.
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Date: 2006-09-24 05:53 am (UTC)"Done!"
A beat.
"Got a name?"
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Date: 2006-09-27 04:19 am (UTC)Through it all his eyes continue to watch River.
At one point the Leader'd been given a name, but when you're never used to having one, it's kind of hard to keep that in the forefront of your mind.
One of many, that's all he ever was.
One of many.
He shakes his head and shrugs.
The following hand gesture isn't grand, but it's straight forward.
One for all, all for one.