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No one's entirely certain just how long they were battered by wind and wave, but at last, it's over. The storm is past.

Jack's gamble had worked. The wind that filled the Pearl's sails at the last desperate moment, the high spiraling wind that had whirled 'round the very eye of the hurricane itself, had given them the speed and line that they needed to break free of the storm, which has gone on now into the distance beyond them-- almost as quickly as it had risen.

There's no sign of Norrington; no sign of any other ship but the Pearl, at the moment. The sky has cleared, and the sea's becoming calm once more.

Date: 2006-08-08 09:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
Slowly, but with rising spirits, calls sound off from around the ship- Even from Cotton's parrot, accompanied by Cotton himself adding a wave.

Somewhat battered, and his clothes soaking wet, Wellard does smile, allowing himself to lean back against the railing.

"Wellard, well and accounted for!"

Date: 2006-08-08 09:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prone-to-panic.livejournal.com

Archie doesn't so much care about the rest of the crew, as long as he can find one particular face. The slightly pale, but otherwise unharmed face that is just now appearing over the railing from below. He hurries over to pull her into his arms, pressing his lips fiercely against hers.

"You see? We told you everything would be fine."

Date: 2006-08-08 09:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com
The crew is tired, wet and exhausted-

But they are there, and so is the ship, and that is all no small thing to be thankful for, yes? Svava wraps her arms around Archie, hands a bit shaky, but kissing him just as fiercely back.

"You did, minn ást."

Date: 2006-08-08 10:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
There was no debris adrift on the still turbulent waters, so it was not a recent shipwreck-

There was one area Wellard had seen, where ships were broken under the water, scattered in a jagged graveyard. He joins Jack, leaning carefully over the railing- then looks up, dark eyes scanning the horizon.

"-But where is the island?"

Date: 2006-08-08 10:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prone-to-panic.livejournal.com

"It's.... gone."

There Is some debris in the water a little further out, just not the sort they are expecting to find; some greenery, driftwood floating again, a lone ladie's parasol upended and spinning slowly in the breeze. It makes one wonder how it survived the storm. The gold however was by far heavy enough to weigh down the wooden chests it had been stored in.

"And our door is gone as well."

Date: 2006-08-08 10:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com
Svava leans against Archie, looking out to sea, and the previous location of the now no-longer-existing isle.

"Other ways back, though." She nods, biting her lip, before looking over to Jack.

Date: 2006-08-08 05:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
"-But all your treasure, sir, and the way back-" Wellard looks from the sea to Jack.

"A hurricane cannot just... take an island, can it?" It was the death of a story, as it were. The loss of one of the places of myth that formed his world when Wellard first read the books about Captain Jack Sparrow.

Date: 2006-08-09 03:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prone-to-panic.livejournal.com

"It's happened before, lad. Must not have been very stable."

His voice is soft though, he grew up with the same stories Wellard had. He slips his arm around Svava, looking out upon the end of an era.

"The stories go on, Mr Wellard. We're a part of them now."

Date: 2006-08-09 06:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com
"Quite." Svava gives Jack a wry smile, nodding.

"A portal spell. My magic's worked here well enough- the spell should work to get us back to Milliways." She bites her lip, looking back out to the sea.

"... I can't raise the island, though."

Date: 2006-08-09 06:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prone-to-panic.livejournal.com

"It's not without risks though. If there are distractions..."

He tightens his grip around her waist.

"You've done portals back to Milliways though, haven't you?"

Date: 2006-08-09 07:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com
Svava nods. "To and back from Meg's Paris, a couple of times. It does work across worlds, once I know the place, or know someone from there-"

She looks at Jack, carefully.

Date: 2006-08-09 07:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
Even though they had been heading to the Isla de Muerta before the hurricane hit, to go back to Milliways- Well, now it felt too much like shirking the rest of the work and recovery needed to be done on the ship. Wellard blinks, looking at Jack.

"But with the island gone, and what the storm did-"

Date: 2006-08-09 07:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prone-to-panic.livejournal.com

Archie winces at this reminder.

"He's right lad. We've had more than our share here. That'll be catching up with us soon as well. We shouldn't be here, by all accounts."

Date: 2006-08-09 07:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
A quiet sigh, and Wellard nods. "Already bent the rules enough as it is, I would guess."

He takes a deep breath, and smiles faintly. "I will go see to our things, then."

Date: 2006-08-09 08:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com
Wellard heads below, and Svava gives Jack and Archie a faint smile.

"Your cabin would work well, Jack, if you'd let us? Your crew hasn't been too upset by much, but... this spell tends to be rather on the large side, and I wouldn't want to... surprise anyone." A bit wryly.

"Specially since it tends to be rather complicated, and you've seen what happens when a spell gets interrupted."

Though Svava really would not mind one last chance to see if a fireball would work to kill an undead monkey. Really.

Date: 2006-08-09 08:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prone-to-panic.livejournal.com

Svava gets a quick kiss on the cheek and a faint smile.

"I'll go see about helping Wellard with our things..."

Goodness knows they have enough of it, what with the loot that they kept, the presents they bought in Singapore and Tortuga, and all of the things Svava brought with them in the first place... It's a good thing Archie and Wellard have sturdy seachests to arrange everything on top of when they finally do make it up to Jack's cabin with all of it.

Date: 2006-08-09 09:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com
Hah. When Svava went shopping with Meg in Paris, she created a portal to send one group of packages home, mid-way through their shopping, so they would not have to carry everything. This pile of things is not that much more-

And as she and Archie push some of Jack's furniture around in the cabin to make room for the spell casting, Svava goes over the runes involved for the spell with Archie. It is one of the more complicated ones, so he can certainly take notes and help as back up as needed, to learn it.

Date: 2006-08-09 09:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
Wellard looks at Jack curiously, heading over.

Up on one of the bookshelves, the monkey watches both goings-ons with interest, chittering softly.

Date: 2006-08-09 09:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
Wellard blinks, carefully taking the wrapped Astrolabe in his hands. Tempus Frangit.

"Take it back to Milliways, sir?" He bites his lip, and nods slowly.

Date: 2006-08-09 09:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
He undoes the drawstrings at the top of the pouch just enough to open it slightly, and let shine a gleam of gold in the dimmed light of the cabin.

Isla de Muerta. The Spanish Main. China Sea and Indian Ocean. Singapore. Bombay. The two Capes of the South. Tortuga.

Quite a long step from London, Kent, Spithead, the Channel, and Santo Domingo. Wellard could really say that he has seen the world, now. Even if it was long after he left the navy- All due to a childhood hero-

Who was now a captain, a mentor, and friend.

"Thank you, Jack."

Date: 2006-08-09 10:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prone-to-panic.livejournal.com

"Nearly there..."

Archie glances back at Svava, who is indeed, almost ready. He moves back toward the other two men with a wary glance at the monkey and makes to start shoving the luggage towards the portal site.

"You know.. We might be able to find someone that could get rid of the monkey for good back at the bar..."

Date: 2006-08-09 10:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
Wellard rolls his eyes, re-wrapping the Astrolab and tucking it safely into a pocket. "It is just a monkey... if an undead zombie one at that."

Well, it has never done anything to bother him, thankfully. He reaches up to quickly grab it off of his shoulders, to take across the portal to Milliways.

Date: 2006-08-09 10:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com
"'Undead' being the main word, there." Svava mutters, shaking her head.

"Alright- everything is set up to go. First, though?" Smiling, she steps over to Jack, giving him a tight hug and kiss on the cheek.

"Thank you for having us here- you and the rest of the crew. It was lovely."

Date: 2006-08-09 10:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prone-to-panic.livejournal.com

"We will. And you can tell them that yourself, next we see you."

Archie grips his hand firmly, smiling crookedly.

"Stranger things have happened, and the lasses will miss you terribly."

He knows what Jack is thinking, and he won't be having any of it.

Date: 2006-08-09 10:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
"Afterall, you are Captain Jack Sparrow." Wellard grins slightly to Jack. "You can figure out just about anything."

"And- there's still some barrels of black dye in the hold, for the rest of the sails. We didn't have a chance to get to that part." He smiles a bit wryly. "Time spent on other things, as it were."

"We'll see you at Milliways."

Date: 2006-08-09 11:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com
"We will." Svava nods at Jack, smiling-

Then steps over to the cleared area of the cabin. "I can hold the portal for quite a few moments- enough time to get everything over, certainly."

That said, she takes a deep breath, and starts sketching runes in the air. The symbols flicker and gleam, light and shapes reaching out-

Before whirling, twisting, and finally forming a slowly spinning disk in the air. Behind the ribbons of light, an empty corner of the main bar room can be seen.

Svava nods, eyes and attention fixed firmly on the spell.


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