pirate_jack: (him precious pearl - looking up)
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Jack's been on deck for some time. It's late, now, and everything's gone quiet and still.

If he leans back against the rail, Jack finds, and looks up past the wheel at the sail above him rather than at the sky itself, then he doesn't have to notice that even the stars are oddly changed here.

Everything's different, at the end of the world.

Date: 2006-08-31 01:02 am (UTC)
silver_flecks: (Del - Obscured)
From: [personal profile] silver_flecks
"It is," she agrees with the silence from behind him.

Two hands reach out over his shoulders to cover his eyes, gently. For a few moments, anyway.

Date: 2006-08-31 01:09 am (UTC)
silver_flecks: (Del - Obscured)
From: [personal profile] silver_flecks

She's smiling at him, a little bit more to one side than the other.

Date: 2006-08-31 01:31 am (UTC)
silver_flecks: (Del - Obscured)
From: [personal profile] silver_flecks
"Thought you always saw me." His hair is very gently smoothed by slim, pale fingers that have red-blue-purple-green-yellow-blue-green-blue-green-silver tips that make faint clinking sounds against beads.

Date: 2006-08-31 01:37 am (UTC)
silver_flecks: (Del - Second Change)
From: [personal profile] silver_flecks
"Tends to work that way."

She's waiting, a little, for something--maybe from Jack, and maybe from the lake, and maybe from the sky--as she watches him with the smile not leaving her face.

Date: 2006-08-31 01:54 am (UTC)
silver_flecks: (Del - First Change)
From: [personal profile] silver_flecks
"I know. I know. You see? Maybe? I don't know. There's going, and there's coming, and there's leaving, and sometimes we mean it and sometimes we don't, and sometimes the times we mean it and don't are the same time. I don't know. But. I know. This."

There's a pearl at her neck that never goes away, and then it's held between two fingers, delicately, nails silver against the black surface.

"Do you want it back?"

Date: 2006-08-31 02:10 am (UTC)
silver_flecks: (Del - Second Change)
From: [personal profile] silver_flecks
She smiles more widely, but her expression is still serious.

"Tempus frangit, non autem memoria."

The pearl's still in her hand as she looks at him with two eyes the color of moonlight on the sea.

"Do you want it back, Captain?"

Date: 2006-08-31 02:30 am (UTC)
silver_flecks: (Del - he gave her a pearl)
From: [personal profile] silver_flecks
She laughs, lightly, and her fingers are tight around the gem as she stands on her tip-toes to kiss his forehead as gently as she can and it's like

(smelling flowers and champagne and feet twirling in a dance)

(tHe ScEnT oF oLD wInE aNd SwEaT aNd ThE DeCk RoCkINg ToO mUcH)

(waking up and knowing that nothing's the same and learning to let go)

(the smell of fresh grass and the sea and the sun on your face as the wind blows and you're exactly where you need to be)

she loves him. Because she does.

"Then we've yet an accord, Captain. And so you didn't leave. And I will never leave you. Savvy, oh captain, my captain?"

Date: 2006-08-31 02:42 am (UTC)
silver_flecks: (Del - Never Look Away)
From: [personal profile] silver_flecks
"It will be different."

It. She. I. You.

Pronouns, maybe, don't matter in this case.

But he's kissed by her, with something of a michievous grin, anyway, and the pearl is back at her neck.

And there it will stay, for a good long time.

Maybe not forever, but little is forever. Still--there's something quite close to it, if you're Endless.

"However you want. I'll be here." Beat. "Not six dimensional, though. Only not that. I don't like that. It leaves everything smelling of acid."

Date: 2006-08-31 03:54 am (UTC)
silver_flecks: (Del - Obscured)
From: [personal profile] silver_flecks
"Yeah. It is. And I can do that."

Her arms are firm around him

(it's okay; I hurt too)

and the wind picks up and brings with it the smell of salt, even if the lake is freshwater.

"There are things," she says, after a few moments, against his hair and neck, "beyond Endless, Jack. Things beyond Death, past her, and things beyond Destiny and a Power that is greater than any of us seven. There are things not in the book, and there are wild roses, as well as tamed ones, and they grow just as strong. You have to search extra hard for them, and sometimes,"

(who knows what she sees with her mismatched eyes?)

"it's hard to look at them when you find them. But the thing is--you can find them. And there are ways, and there are paths. And do you know what I think?"

Date: 2006-08-31 04:16 am (UTC)
silver_flecks: (Del - Second Change)
From: [personal profile] silver_flecks
"I think that Captain Jack Sparrow can't be bound to a lake forever, any more than the tide can be kept back."

Her hand is stroking his hair again, as gently as she would Derry's, and her arms won't let go.

"And I think I'll laugh with you in Singapore again."

Date: 2006-08-31 04:32 am (UTC)
silver_flecks: (Del - her captain her captain)
From: [personal profile] silver_flecks
"Pirate," she says, smiling up at him.

"Through and through. Except maybe for your left ear."

Her grin says she knows she's a brat.

Date: 2006-08-31 04:42 am (UTC)
silver_flecks: (Default)
From: [personal profile] silver_flecks
"Looks like it might be a commodore's ear more than a pirate's."

Date: 2006-08-31 05:08 am (UTC)
silver_flecks: (Default)
From: [personal profile] silver_flecks
"How about a vicar's ear, then?"

Date: 2006-09-05 03:25 am (UTC)
silver_flecks: (Default)
From: [personal profile] silver_flecks
"Oh, fine," with irritation, "you can have a pirate's ear, then."

And she's giggling a moment later.

Date: 2006-09-05 04:00 am (UTC)
silver_flecks: (Default)
From: [personal profile] silver_flecks
"I know."

She curtseys back, before moving towards him, nimbly, and wrapping arms around him again.

"I'll be here. As long as you are. Without leaving. Not even once."


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