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scourgeofpiracy) wrote2006-08-12 06:45 pm
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He has a job to do, and he's doing it. Scrubbing the decks may not be the most pleasant work, but at least it helps him not to think too hard.
Or to think about what he has to do next.
One of those.
Or to think about what he has to do next.
One of those.
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Elizabeth doesn't disagree. Hadn't she done the same when she agreed to marry him?
Squinting, she eyes the horizon. Slender fingers reach for the compass always kept on her person. She opens it and watches as the arrow points their course.
"I'd be interested to see where this needle would point were the compass in your hands."
She closes the casing with a small click, smiling grimly.
"I'll leave you to your work, James. Good day."
Elizabeth stiffly walks away with even more to ponder.
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