'You'll forgive me if I do not happen to argue with that.' Merriman inclines his head slightly, but any trace of amusement in his voice fades with his next words. 'Though that rather brings me to the other point I was going to make -- in connection with Mister Norrington's part in this whole fiasco.'
He glances over at the closed cabin door, almost as if to assure himself that neither Mary nor Wellard will emerge any time soon.
'Explaining this...well, first of all, a word of warning that may have some bearing on what will follow.' He crosses the few steps to reach the edge of the ship, and rests his clasped hands upon the rail. 'There is a patron in this place who should be avoided at all costs, and I cannot stress this warning strongly enough. He has the appearance of a youngish man, blue-eyed and red-haired, with a penchant for dressing entirely in black. There is a quite noticeable scar on the left side of his face -- the legacy of a hunting accident, I would call it.'
(If Jack is looking closely enough, he might see a flicker of something akin to satisfaction cross the Commodore's face at that last sentence.)
'Both Mister Wellard and Miss Lennox will know him by the name of Aphelise, but one name is as good as another to him. And he is Bound here, barred from returning to the world from which he came -- which happens to be a world you yourself know very well.'
He looks over at Jack, his profile sharp and hawkish. 'I had a hand in barring him from it. That is how I know how dangerous he can be.'
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Date: 2006-10-24 03:05 pm (UTC)He glances over at the closed cabin door, almost as if to assure himself that neither Mary nor Wellard will emerge any time soon.
'Explaining this...well, first of all, a word of warning that may have some bearing on what will follow.' He crosses the few steps to reach the edge of the ship, and rests his clasped hands upon the rail. 'There is a patron in this place who should be avoided at all costs, and I cannot stress this warning strongly enough. He has the appearance of a youngish man, blue-eyed and red-haired, with a penchant for dressing entirely in black. There is a quite noticeable scar on the left side of his face -- the legacy of a hunting accident, I would call it.'
(If Jack is looking closely enough, he might see a flicker of something akin to satisfaction cross the Commodore's face at that last sentence.)
'Both Mister Wellard and Miss Lennox will know him by the name of Aphelise, but one name is as good as another to him. And he is Bound here, barred from returning to the world from which he came -- which happens to be a world you yourself know very well.'
He looks over at Jack, his profile sharp and hawkish. 'I had a hand in barring him from it. That is how I know how dangerous he can be.'