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[rumisallgone.livejournal.com]

Parley?

GIVE ME THE RUM!

[added, as an afterthought]

Please?

And I'll be wantin' me compass back, as well.

[the rest of the page is covered in sketches of rose signs, half-naked women, and a few maps of the castle]

Comments

[ikorosu-shinsou.livejournal.com]

Talkin' to the castle there, buddy?

What's rum?

[soushireikan.livejournal.com]

Alcohol.

[ikorosu-shinsou.livejournal.com]

Ah.

I didn't ask you though.

[soushireikan.livejournal.com]

I'll be nice and ignore that statement.

[ikorosu-shinsou.livejournal.com]

How thoughtful.

[rumisallgone.livejournal.com]

[transcribed sound of the journal being shaken] This don't look much like a castle, mate.

Ah~ Another unfortunate soul who has not partaken in the tasty titillation what we call rum? Poor lad.

[ikorosu-shinsou.livejournal.com]

Ahhh. The journal.

Nope. Perhaps I will investigate this'ere drink.

[rumisallgone.livejournal.com]

There's a good lad. Drink all you can find, until you can no longer feel feelings~

[ikorosu-shinsou.livejournal.com]

Done that already with sake.

[rumisallgone.livejournal.com]

Sake? Sake of what?

[ikorosu-shinsou.livejournal.com]

Sake. Ya pronounce it SAH-kay. It's another kinda booze. You should try it.

[rumisallgone.livejournal.com]

They have that in Singapore, no?

[ikorosu-shinsou.livejournal.com]

Singaporeee... prolly.

[rumisallgone.livejournal.com]

A fine drink to imbibe, to be sure... But I can't say I'd ever stray far from me own port, if you get me, son.

[ikorosu-shinsou.livejournal.com]

Hah. I get it.

[soushireikan.livejournal.com]

First floor, kitchen. Ask the ghosts.

[rumisallgone.livejournal.com]

Ghosts? Are they slimey looking fellahs, with rotting bones and really bad teeth?

[soushireikan.livejournal.com]

No idea. I haven't seem them yet. I'd have to doubt it, though.

[rumisallgone.livejournal.com]

Jolly good.

And who might you be, one of such fine penmanship?

[soushireikan.livejournal.com]

Name's Yoruichi. Yourself?

By the way, the left shoulder on the short haired woman is looking a little low.

[rumisallgone.livejournal.com]

[slurred attempts at pronunciation]

Yor-oo-eech-ee?

Pleasure is mine, m'lady. Captain Jack Sparrow~

Is it, now? I was trying to do it from me mem'ry, but I'd much perfer a live model...

[OOC: Bwah~ Intended misspellings. xD]

[soushireikan.livejournal.com]

That'll work for now.

Captain of what pray tell?

I'm sure you could locate one among the many women here if you searched hard enough.

((OOC: He could totally get her to do it if he kept trying. XD))

[rumisallgone.livejournal.com]

Of the Black Pearl, love.

Ah, but of the many women, will I find of of such talent and beauty worthy enough of art? Tell me, love, have ye a keen eye? Perhaps you know of someone?

[OOC: I'm sure Jack wouldn't mind at all if Yoruichi posed for him. xD]

[notsomuchakitty.livejournal.com]

Ohhh I DO love rum. Doesn't affect me much, though. I have a weird metabolism.

[rumisallgone.livejournal.com]

'Sat so? Do ye be knowing where in this castle I might be finding rum?

[notsomuchakitty.livejournal.com]

Nope. They have rum at the bars in town though. You don't have to pay cuz you're from the castle, either.

[rumisallgone.livejournal.com]

Really? Sounds like Tortuga. Are there women?

[notsomuchakitty.livejournal.com]

...what city doesn't have women?

[bulletgirl.livejournal.com]

You sound like a pirate.

[rumisallgone.livejournal.com]

And who might you be, love? Not from the East Indian Trading Company, I hope...

[bulletgirl.livejournal.com]

My name's Calleigh.

[angelicklutz.livejournal.com]

Teeheehee, what's rum'su?

[escapingthegods.livejournal.com]

Find it yourself.