This time as the monkey goes scampering by, headed belowdecks to relative safety, Jack turns his head to snarl at it-- and then ignores its presence utterly as he stares off to starboard.
"Oh Mr. Gibbs, we're in for rough seas--" he says, as the other man hurries over to report, cutting over whatever Gibbs was about to say.
Jack's eyes are wide and black, the look in them wild as he spins the wheel further to port, turning the Pearl at an angle into the seas as they begin to boil around them under the onslaught of wind. "Make fast, all hands make fast, she's on us!"
Indeed, the approach of the storm looks like a solid wall of water whirling down upon them with incalculable force.
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Date: 2006-08-08 10:17 am (UTC)"Oh Mr. Gibbs, we're in for rough seas--" he says, as the other man hurries over to report, cutting over whatever Gibbs was about to say.
Jack's eyes are wide and black, the look in them wild as he spins the wheel further to port, turning the Pearl at an angle into the seas as they begin to boil around them under the onslaught of wind. "Make fast, all hands make fast, she's on us!"
Indeed, the approach of the storm looks like a solid wall of water whirling down upon them with incalculable force.
This is no ordinary hurricane.