Patrick "Kitten" Braden (
saint_kitten) wrote in
ataraxion2012-06-11 07:19 pm
2nd breakfast | video | served with copious amounts of alcohol.
[ Well hello, Tranquility. If you were wondering what the ships resident pirate and saint were doing, the answer is fairly obvious as the video feed opens up to show one Captain Jack Sparrow and one Kitten in the same room together. Kitten's seated on Jack's lap, wedding-style, and has an entire bottle of wine to herself. Unsurprisingly, her face is rather flushed and judging by the amount of bottles littering the room, they've been drinking for quite a long time. ]
Dearest Tranquility, the Captain and I-- [ Hiccup ] --have come to a terrible conclusion. And that's that everyone has been very naughty and quite rude.
[Jack waves a finger around in a drunken fashion for a couple of seconds, before pointing it at Kitten. Except, no wait, he he's talking to a tiny screen and not the woman in his lap. Whoops, totally his bad. He's quick to fix that, and point at the screen instead.]
Aye. Aye. The woman be right. None of any of y'all have be helpful in the slightest.
In the slightest. This place is far too ooky spooky for myself and Mr. Captain--Sir Captain... [ She peers over at the other, trailing off, confused before shrugging ] Jack can only play big strong man for so long. So you have to be a dear and fill those of us who've lost track of time here into your dilly-dallying and vague paranoia.
[Woah now Kitten, woah there. You have said words Jack does not agree with. His displeasure is obviously seen in his face; his eyes widen and a frown tugs at the corner of his mouth. He raises both his hands--or rather, a hand and a bottle of rum--and sets out to correct her.]
Now, luv. This ain't nothing I ain't seen before. I've 'feated both Davy Jones and Death itself. This stuff ain't new.
[The next part, he directs to the screen, pointing with the rum bottle for emphasis.]
But that don't change nothin', crew. I've got no wits about me and no one's botherin' to explain anythin'.
[ Kitten raises an eyebrow, having been drinking when the other was talking, but she stops (and fuck manners, this is the Tranquility) and begins speaking again. ] So we have a big scary list with big scary names and big scary maps with big scary X's, but what are they for? And before that?
((OOC: Kitten and Jack, respectively. Be prepared for both of them answering and threadjacking. ))
Dearest Tranquility, the Captain and I-- [ Hiccup ] --have come to a terrible conclusion. And that's that everyone has been very naughty and quite rude.
[Jack waves a finger around in a drunken fashion for a couple of seconds, before pointing it at Kitten. Except, no wait, he he's talking to a tiny screen and not the woman in his lap. Whoops, totally his bad. He's quick to fix that, and point at the screen instead.]
Aye. Aye. The woman be right. None of any of y'all have be helpful in the slightest.
In the slightest. This place is far too ooky spooky for myself and Mr. Captain--Sir Captain... [ She peers over at the other, trailing off, confused before shrugging ] Jack can only play big strong man for so long. So you have to be a dear and fill those of us who've lost track of time here into your dilly-dallying and vague paranoia.
[Woah now Kitten, woah there. You have said words Jack does not agree with. His displeasure is obviously seen in his face; his eyes widen and a frown tugs at the corner of his mouth. He raises both his hands--or rather, a hand and a bottle of rum--and sets out to correct her.]
Now, luv. This ain't nothing I ain't seen before. I've 'feated both Davy Jones and Death itself. This stuff ain't new.
[The next part, he directs to the screen, pointing with the rum bottle for emphasis.]
But that don't change nothin', crew. I've got no wits about me and no one's botherin' to explain anythin'.
[ Kitten raises an eyebrow, having been drinking when the other was talking, but she stops (and fuck manners, this is the Tranquility) and begins speaking again. ] So we have a big scary list with big scary names and big scary maps with big scary X's, but what are they for? And before that?
((OOC: Kitten and Jack, respectively. Be prepared for both of them answering and threadjacking. ))

and then I couldn't find this ;;
[Himself included, honestly.]