249 - Fourth Wall Post

[impure_tale]

I suppose one last shout into the ether would not go amiss.

Come speak to me, my darlings. The universe is lonely without you in it.

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[tentacruelest]

As have I.

[impure_tale]

[ He doesn't want to volunteer the information that it may well be their last. It will make him feel too obligated to say too many things, and that will just make things unhappy and uncomfortable. ]

You must tell me how you've fared since your departure.

[tentacruelest]

Yeh want a complete itinerary of everything that's happened, or a general summation?

[impure_tale]

Would you be willing to give me a complete itinerary if I asked?

[tentacruelest]

For you?

Aye, I'd do that.

[impure_tale]

All the more reason to hear you speak.

[tentacruelest]

Ehhh...Right, then. Let's...see where we left off.


I left the barge, an' ended up on me own ship, near an hour before the battle that took my life had begun. I had Sparrow in the hold, the East India Company at my back and a fleet of bloody pirates bearing down.

I cut Turner Senior free, sent him over to his son to act as envoy, and gave 'em Jack Sparrow as a sign of good faith. Told 'em if they could get my heart free, my ship was theirs.

We battled. Soon as the chest was given back to me, my men turned to the pirate side. We broke off the attack before significant loss of life.

The Company didn't have the slightest idea what hit them.

[impure_tale]

[ A small chuckle. ] Good show.

[tentacruelest]

Aye, it was.

After that, I shoved off to perform me duties as they were given to me. Not a month passed when my barnacles shed off an' I was human again.

[impure_tale]

And your duties remain as such?

[tentacruelest]

They did. The captain of the Dutchman ferries souls to the afterlife. That's how it is.

[impure_tale]

For how long?

[tentacruelest]

For until I find a replacement an' go on to me own afterlife.

[impure_tale]

And have you ever, by chance, carried a soul in the opposite direction?

[tentacruelest]

From the dead to the living? What would be the point?

[impure_tale]

A spot of favored company and goodbyes said in person, I was thinking.

[tentacruelest]

...Aye. That's not outside my realm of ability.

And who would I be picking up?

[impure_tale]

Me.

[tentacruelest]

It might take some time to find yeh.

[impure_tale]

Or my destination, but as I understand it, the Admiral is the one who brokers these little trades with the powers that be in given worlds.

In future parlance I thought it would not hurt to see if my people might have a talk with your people, see if something cannot be arranged.

[tentacruelest]

My people are pirates. And I'm likely near some years behind yeh yet. You're not born, if we're going by my timeline. I doubt yeh want me showing up to you as a boy.

[impure_tale]

I was referring specifically to your lady love, actually.

[tentacruelest]

...She might be properly convinced, if I were to give her something she liked.

[impure_tale]

I know I am asking much of you. It will not put me off if it cannot be done.

[tentacruelest]

It can be done.

I only need to think of the how behind it. What she'd like for tribute.