The dinghy rocks, and yet, despite being lower in the water, doesn't seem to be leaking nearly as much.
Or at all, for that matter.
She lifts a slim brown foot, dips her toes into the water that is still at the dinghy's bottom. Humor ripples under her voice. "Did I not come to you dis time, Jack Sparrow?"
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Date: 2009-08-11 01:10 am (UTC)Or at all, for that matter.
She lifts a slim brown foot, dips her toes into the water that is still at the dinghy's bottom. Humor ripples under her voice. "Did I not come to you dis time, Jack Sparrow?"