pirate_jack: (bring me that horizon)
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It's early evening, and the light breeze stirs the ratlines and lanyards, whispering of secrets and far-off lands.

(bring me that horizon)

Even as the coy little wind rattles the beads in his hair against each other, Jack's all too well aware that it's not quite strong enough to do more than tease the edges of the Black Pearl's sails. He stands on deck, one hand resting lightly on the railing, and looks out toward the bar.

If he tries hard enough, he can almost pretend that the Pearl's just in port somewhere, and that if he turned around he'd see the long wide expanse of the ocean stretching out toward the sky.

Almost.

Date: 2007-06-05 03:44 am (UTC)
gramarye1971: a lone figure in silhouette against a blaze of white light (East India Company)
From: [personal profile] gramarye1971
Early evening, and the sun's rays are long and slanting but still as bright as they were a few hours before. Midsummer is fast approaching, with long days and temperate nights that can be pleasant in their own right, even if they are nowhere near the heat of the Caribbean.

The floating dock that leads to the Pearl sways slightly -- but not as a result of the breeze. The faint splashing sound that accompanies the movement might be nothing more than a leaping fish, but one glance towards the shore shows otherwise.

Commodore Lyon has come the long way around the lake, from the other side of the Pearl, but he is now standing with both feet on the floating dock, hands clasped behind his back, and a mildly inquisitive eye trained on the ship and her captain.

Date: 2007-06-05 03:58 am (UTC)
gramarye1971: a lone figure in silhouette against a blaze of white light (merriman)
From: [personal profile] gramarye1971
'Captain Sparrow.'

A bit of a nod, with cool and easy formality.

'It has been quite some time, by my reckoning. How goes it with you?'

Date: 2007-06-05 04:28 am (UTC)
gramarye1971: a lone figure in silhouette against a blaze of white light (looking up)
From: [personal profile] gramarye1971
Merriman follows Jack's gaze, eyes narrowing a little against the sun's glare as he examines the yardarm. He takes a few more steps along the floating dock, tilting his head back to change his angle of sight.

'I have been a trifle preoccupied of late with some business elsewhere.' His gaze returns to Jack. 'Though not the kind of "business" that requires me to wear this uniform, thankfully. Nothing has changed on that front, to the best of my knowledge.'

Date: 2007-06-08 03:22 am (UTC)
gramarye1971: a lone figure in silhouette against a blaze of white light (East India Company)
From: [personal profile] gramarye1971
'Business, Captain Sparrow, in the service of king and country.' One corner of Merriman's mouth curves up in something almost like a smile -- touched with irony, to be sure, but a smile nonetheless. 'For one who has held my allegiance for a time far longer than any oath I might have made to those of the line of the Electorate of Hanover.'

The smile fades somewhat. 'In a sense, the lack of news might be reassuring. But I have been out of the bar for so long that I may be behind on more recent developments here, if there have been any of note.'

Date: 2007-06-08 03:57 am (UTC)
gramarye1971: a lone figure in silhouette against a blaze of white light (uncertain)
From: [personal profile] gramarye1971
'Not for lack of trying, I assure you.' Merriman has taken another few steps closer to the Pearl, stopping about halfway across the floating pier. He keeps his balance easily with the slight swaying of the pier. 'But I have no intention of getting lost....'

He trails off, and tilts his head a little to give Jack a quizzical look. '"Too"?'

Date: 2007-06-08 04:14 am (UTC)
gramarye1971: a lone figure in silhouette against a blaze of white light (pridewin)
From: [personal profile] gramarye1971
Merriman's expression remains slightly quizzical, but he crosses the remaining steps to the Pearl and begins to climb. He takes his time about it, but hoists himself onto the deck and dusts off his hands as he looks about.

'Remarkable work,' he murmurs, taking in the repair work that is essentially complete. 'Quite remarkable. Though you've put me in mind of one or two things I ought to see to, as long as the Pridewin is still docked in London.'

Date: 2007-06-08 04:45 am (UTC)
gramarye1971: a lone figure in silhouette against a blaze of white light (pridewin)
From: [personal profile] gramarye1971
'Your visit came just before I sailed from Bombay,' Merriman points out, clasping his hands behind his back once more. 'I also had a fair wind on the voyage home, save for a touch of backlash somewhere round the equator heading north to Gibraltar.'

His mouth tightens a little on the word "backlash".

'But the Pridewin is now in port, though I seem to be between the Scylla and Charybdis of the Company and Lloyd's.'

Date: 2007-06-08 05:04 am (UTC)
gramarye1971: a lone figure in silhouette against a blaze of white light (really now?)
From: [personal profile] gramarye1971
'Such is the way of things.' His shoulders lift in an almost elegant shrug. 'At least it places me where I can keep an eye on matters as they unfold.'

The one or two things he ought to see to are not only aboard the Pridewin.

As his thoughts turn back to their conversation, the light of the setting sun catches the metal working on the hilt of Jack's sword, and catches Merriman's eye as well.

'A fine sword, there,' he says with a nod. 'A recent acquisition?'

It's a delicate word choice, when dealing with a pirate.

Date: 2007-06-09 03:24 am (UTC)
gramarye1971: a lone figure in silhouette against a blaze of white light (another kind of skill)
From: [personal profile] gramarye1971
Merriman's own sword is purely serviceable, far more plain than the type of sword that an officer of his station would normally think to carry. It is made well enough to last, and balanced properly, but the only trimming or marking of any note is a small cross-quartered circle upon the pommel.

Rather fitting, considering its maker.

'More of a calling than a trade, then?' he remarks, trying not to be amused by Jack's amusement. 'I have an acquaintance who shares the sentiment -- he, too, is a smith. Born to the work, one might say.'

Date: 2007-06-09 04:14 am (UTC)
gramarye1971: a lone figure in silhouette against a blaze of white light (distrustful)
From: [personal profile] gramarye1971
Merriman opens his mouth, and promptly closes it again.







'...no. No, he is not.'

Date: 2007-06-09 01:01 pm (UTC)
gramarye1971: a lone figure in silhouette against a blaze of white light (listening with interest)
From: [personal profile] gramarye1971
At first, Merriman attempts to reason out the logic of Jack's statement, but quickly decides to sidestep it entirely and continue with the point of their conversation.

'Then at least it would seem that his choice of distraction has a productive outcome.' There are any number of less productive outcomes for a man working to distract himself in that fashion -- anyone who spends any length of time at sea will have seen most of them. 'Is this Master Turner resident here at Milliways?'

Date: 2007-06-11 07:29 am (UTC)
gramarye1971: a lone figure in silhouette against a blaze of white light (listening with interest)
From: [personal profile] gramarye1971
If the girl in question is here as well, that poses the question of why William Turner should want the distraction. There are any number of plausible reasons, of course -- but the flat note in Jack's voice makes Merriman wonder if the more plausible reasons are not the ones that apply in this situation.

'An eminently suitable place for a smith in need of distraction,' he remarks, glancing towards the shore in the direction that Jack had indicated. 'Provided that the young lady does not spend much of her time there as well.'

Date: 2007-06-13 04:46 am (UTC)
gramarye1971: a lone figure in silhouette against a blaze of white light (dawning realisation)
From: [personal profile] gramarye1971
For a moment, Merriman actually wonders if "governor's daughter" isn't some sort of euphemism he's never heard of before.

'From your description of her,' he says dryly, 'she would seem to have very little care for what is considered -- '

The word "proper" never reaches his lips. It is all but swallowed by the small but sharp intake of breath that quickly resolves itself into a firmly-set jaw and an flinty look in his eyes.

'Swann. Governor's daughter.' Low and quiet, as he regards Jack. 'Port Royal?'

Date: 2007-06-15 01:40 am (UTC)
gramarye1971: a lone figure in silhouette against a blaze of white light (East India Company)
From: [personal profile] gramarye1971
If he does not move soon, he will start to pace the deck. So he takes a few steps to one side, moving towards the ship's rail to rest one hand upon the solid wood.

'Her father has been governor for quite some time now, if memory serves,' he remarks, half to Jack and half to himself. 'I seem to remember reading of his appointment to the post. It would be well worth knowing how he regards the situation as it stands in his waters.'

If, indeed, he has been able to retain his authority in light of recent developments.

Date: 2007-06-18 04:30 am (UTC)
gramarye1971: a lone figure in silhouette against a blaze of white light (commodore)
From: [personal profile] gramarye1971
Merriman is silent for a long moment. The waters of the Milliways lake lap very gently against the sides of the Pearl, almost too quiet to be heard.

'I think,' he says at last, slowly, 'that I shall have to introduce myself to Miss Swann. Possibly to Master Turner as well.' He gives Jack a sidelong look. 'Though it will have to be carefully done, if I am not to end up with a sword at my throat from the moment the words "East India Company" enter the conversation.'

Date: 2007-06-18 07:24 pm (UTC)
gramarye1971: a lone figure in silhouette against a blaze of white light (listening with interest)
From: [personal profile] gramarye1971
Merriman inclines his head slightly. 'I will count myself fortunate if either conversation lasts longer than the initial introductions. Though I would prefer to keep the discussions as simple as possible at the outset, for all our sakes.'

He taps one foot lightly on the deck. 'Is there anything in particular that I ought to know about either Miss Swann or Master Turner before I set out to make a nuisance of myself?'

As far as Merriman is concerned, what Jack Sparrow does not say will be as informative, if not more informative, than what he chooses to impart.

Date: 2007-06-19 04:24 am (UTC)
gramarye1971: a lone figure in silhouette against a blaze of white light (commodore)
From: [personal profile] gramarye1971
Merriman keeps his expression neutral, almost flat. 'Are there certain subjects that are or should remain undisclosed, so far as they are concerned?'

The pause that follows hangs in the air between them, as the sun begins to sink beneath the horizon.

'For instance...do they know of the chain of events that led to our mutual acquaintance a number of years ago?'

Date: 2007-06-20 03:57 am (UTC)
gramarye1971: a lone figure in silhouette against a blaze of white light (commodore)
From: [personal profile] gramarye1971
'Well, that answers one question.' He almost manages to keep the sarcasm out of his tone.

Another moment's thought and careful recollection produces a second question.

'James Norrington. Is he connected to them in some fashion?'

Date: 2007-06-21 03:36 am (UTC)
gramarye1971: a lone figure in silhouette against a blaze of white light (listening with interest)
From: [personal profile] gramarye1971
And Merriman certainly marks that well, for later reference.

'As they so often do,' he says, thoughtfully. 'And you seem to be well informed about the changes, Captain.'

One eyebrow is just barely arched, as he looks at Jack.

Date: 2007-06-21 06:19 pm (UTC)
gramarye1971: a lone figure in silhouette against a blaze of white light (listening with interest)
From: [personal profile] gramarye1971
And with that, Merriman's interest in speaking to Elizabeth Swann and William Turner goes from 'general' to 'pressing', stopping just short of 'immediate'.

'You do not seem particularly impressed by such intentions, I gather,' he says, more observation than question.

Date: 2007-06-22 03:35 am (UTC)
gramarye1971: a lone figure in silhouette against a blaze of white light (really now?)
From: [personal profile] gramarye1971
This time, it is Merriman's turn to smile in a knowing manner.

'Clearly, I should.'

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