And let the costume party commence ...

[apocalypsos]

*glares at all of you*

If you're expecting a happy, shiny hostess, you're all out of your goddamn minds. Bar is in the back. Pool table's to your left. Jukebox is to the right. And if any of you pull anything, I swear I'll shove the closest weapon so far up your ass, you'll think you swallowed an armory.

Like you're not all dead already anyway.

*grabs a bottle of tequila*

*heads off with gun in hand to watch the door for suspicious characters gunning for my son*

Comments

[musyc]

Anything that walks upright.

Oh, what. I've a long list of accomplishments, but tops of that list are drinking, stealing back my own ships, and being obsessed with treasure.

[laurelin-kit.livejournal.com]

(OOC: *dies laughing* Sounds like Lancelot and Jack are going to get along FABULOUSLY well!)

Drinking. A noble pursuit. For myself, I always enjoy a beautiful woman or two. But then again - *rakish grin* - I take what I can get, and what's willing. Pity Arthur isn't available - or aware - most of the time. I fight. I gamble. Sometimes I do all at the same time.

[musyc]

Drinking, fighting, gambling, wenching, all excellent ways to occupy one's time. Especially if accompanied by some wonderful theme music. And a grand entrance.

Sounds like you'd be a lad who'd excel at the entrance. But how's your follow-through? *accidental leer*

(OOC: What *would* chasing men be called? Menching?)

[laurelin-kit.livejournal.com]

(OOC: Whatever it is, it's definitely what we're both doing, lol. Menching. Sounds like a city.)

My follow-through is excellent, so I've been told by many impressed people. *matching gaze* I make a fantastic exit, as well. Almost better than my entrances. *devilish grin*

[musyc]

That is excellent to hear. *gets more rum* Ever been to the Carribbean, luv? Very ... freeing, there.

[laurelin-kit.livejournal.com]

Is it? It better be warmer than Britain. Warmer climate would be...heaven. Does your ship sail for there any time? I'd be glad to hitch a ride.

[musyc]

Ah, yes. It's lovely. A place a man can let his hair down and take his pants off.

If you're willing to swing aboard my ship, I think I could convince the waves to carry us there.

(OOC: Damn, Jack's more of a flirt here than in my *head*.)

[laurelin-kit.livejournal.com]

I'm afraid I haven't been on a ship since I was very young. I'm sure it will be an interesting experience. I'm sure you can...steer me around the curves if there's any difficulty.

*drinks from the rum again* Does the Caribbean taste as good as this rum?

[laurelin-kit.livejournal.com]

(OOC: Totally have to go to bed. Will you be on again in the morning?)

*doesn't wait for a response, leans over and kisses Jack Sparrow*

[musyc]

(OOC: Same here, actually. You beat me to it! And in all likelihood, yes.)

Nice lad. Very nice. *wanders boatward, whistling merrily*

[laurelin-kit.livejournal.com]

*frowns* Hope Arthur doesn't find out about this.