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He slips out the lake door and meanders in the direction of the Caribbean inlet, humming to himself.

The lad's done a fine job of work. The ship's ready, not only to sail but to fly; now all that's needed is to complete the crew, and then--

Jack Sparrow grins fiercely at the thought.

(This time, he's not told anyone what he's planning. He'd learned that lesson after entrusting Hector with the location of Cortez's treasure.

Just as well it'd turned out to be cursed.)

Still humming, wickedly pleased with himself and the world at large, Jack strolls on toward the lake.

Date: 2010-03-17 05:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bushel-o-apples.livejournal.com
Settling in a booth with a good view of the lake door was a good idea, after all. For a man wearing such gaudy attire and heavy boots he can be damn stealthy, as can be noted when he slips outside with barely a sound.

He ponders the way to approach Jack, and finally decides on a simple approach, letting surprise do most of the work. A heavy hand on Jack's shoulder should suffice...

"It's been a long time." His smile is poisonous, and as fake as most of Jack's, never reaching his eyes. "How have you been, Jack?" And he still manages to make Sparrow's name last more than it should.

Date: 2010-03-18 08:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bushel-o-apples.livejournal.com
"I am still taking proper care of the Pearl, yes. She deserves as much after all you put it through." Still smiling, he looks Jack in the eye for a silent moment before continuing. He's not here to exchange jabs about the captaincy of the Pearl. There will be time for that, no doubt.

"And I see you have not used my charts yet."

Date: 2010-03-18 02:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bushel-o-apples.livejournal.com
"No, you haven't. And I know, and I -know- you hate not knowing why I do, Jack..." He smiles sweetly, eyes narrowing to mere slits. "But that's how it is, so please don't insult me further."

Date: 2010-03-19 01:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bushel-o-apples.livejournal.com
"Oh, I'm sure you did enough of that all the times I have left you behind (at the helm of the Pearl) to keep you entertained for a couple lifetimes, Jack."

Barbossa's eyes harden, though his smile remains. It is a practiced one, giving nothing away. "Glad to see we still understand each other." Just as on that sandbar, right? The heart for Jack, the Pearl for Barbossa. That was the unspoken deal.

Date: 2010-03-19 01:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bushel-o-apples.livejournal.com
"Oh, we better do, or else there's no chance to find the Fountain. For either" Barbossa's smile turns into a thin grin, his eyes narrowed to yellow-tinged slits.

"And I was so happy thinking you had not and mayhaps got yourself killed or worse..."

Date: 2010-03-20 01:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bushel-o-apples.livejournal.com
"I am sure the current company is one of the few that would fully understand what you mean, me old pal..." The small smirk on his face changes for a moment into something far more sincere than it's usual between them. This is one of the few topics that these two men can speak about eye to eye.

"As for the Fountain, who told you -I- wanted anything with it?" Barbossa arches his eyebrows with an amused little smile.

Date: 2010-03-20 11:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bushel-o-apples.livejournal.com
Barbossa watches Jack turn, waiting until the other pirate has taken a couple steps to reply.

"Though since I brought you back from the dead, I find myself a little responsible for not letting you dive foolishly into your own untimely death... Again."

Date: 2010-03-20 09:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bushel-o-apples.livejournal.com
Barbossa leans back against a tree and shakes his head.

"You truly believe getting the waters from the Fountain of Youth only entails knowing where said Fountain is, getting there and taking a drink?" He scowls briefly.

"I see, Jack, being dead has affected your mind further than it did mine."

Date: 2010-03-21 08:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bushel-o-apples.livejournal.com
"And yet here you are, about to go into such dangerous business without the slightest hint of what may await you." He sounds awfully sure of that. Why?

"Someone else could find it frustrating or disappointing, but we have known each other long enough that I know this be your usual manner of 'planning', Jack." A brief pause, and a shake of his head.

"Only this time it'd do you no good."

Date: 2010-03-21 04:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bushel-o-apples.livejournal.com
Barbossa sighs and shakes his head. "For a man what claims having read my note, you forget it quickly." His dark eyes regard Jack with cold amusement.

"The Fountain is guarded. How do you think it has remained hidden for so long? The only man who ever got to it held the secret to bypassing said protections."

Date: 2010-03-21 05:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bushel-o-apples.livejournal.com
"I already told you, Jack. Having saved your life, I now hold myself responsible for it. A heavy burden if there ever was one, I must say. But never let it be said that Héctor Barbossa is a man to shirk such weights."

And this is the closest to an answer Jack is going to get from the Spaniard, probably.

Date: 2010-03-22 09:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bushel-o-apples.livejournal.com
"You forget one thing, Jack..." Barbossa digs into one pocket and produces a small green apple, looking at it for a long moment.

"You can lie to anyone else, but cannot lie to me. Not straight to my face like this. What is it, Jack? What is the hesitation I see in every word? So very much unlike you, Jack..." He waits, apple in hand, face somber and almost invisible beneath his hat's broad brim.

Date: 2010-03-25 09:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bushel-o-apples.livejournal.com
"Not at all, mate. Why would I need you to tell me what is it that troubles your mind? Tis interesting enough, knowing that -something- is troubling you."

Jack's grin is returned with one of his own, dark eyes gleaming with dark glee.

Date: 2010-03-27 11:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bushel-o-apples.livejournal.com
And Barbossa's laughter follows him down the lake shore, a mocking reminder of the Spaniard's current upper hand.


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