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[scourgeofpiracy]

He has a room, above the bar, but he's out of it as much as he is in at present. Either working on the Pearl or, as now, just walking the lakeside and trying to pretend it's a real shoreline, and it's salt water he smells, not fresh.

Sometimes it even almost works.

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[called_lioness]

"Aye. Or even if you simply prefer them. Lucy Pevensie," she adds, after a moment, and follows his gaze to the ship.

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"James Norrington", he says with another small bow. "Pleased to meet you."

[called_lioness]

"The same, I'm quite certain. Are you one used to a warmer climate, then, Mr. Norrington?"

[scourgeofpiracy.livejournal.com]

"Very much so", he says with a rueful half-smile. "I came in here from the Caribbean, after living there for... oh, at least ten years."

[called_lioness]

"Good Lord," she says, a bit blankly. "And now you'll have a Scottish winter. I'm sorry."

[scourgeofpiracy.livejournal.com]

He laughs a little, though nothing's really funny.

"At least I have a heated room to take refuge in."

[called_lioness]

"There's that. Are you Bound, then?"

[scourgeofpiracy.livejournal.com]

"For the time being, yes. With any luck, perhaps I'll even be allowed to leave before winter."

[called_lioness]

"Mayhap. I shall hope you can, anyway. Not that I'm finding your company unpleasant, mind," she adds with a smile.

[scourgeofpiracy.livejournal.com]

"Oh, likewise." He returns the smile. "But being confined... does grate, rather."

[called_lioness]

"I do understand," she says ruefully, and bends to pick up a stone, skipping it across the water.

"Have you been here long?"

[scourgeofpiracy.livejournal.com]

"...almost two months now, I believe. The time blurs, after a while."

[called_lioness]

"It does. The nature of this place. Have you found things to occupy yourself with, at least?"

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"Oh, yes, that I do have. Helping Captain Sparrow repair his ship, among other things."

Nothing but neutrality in his voice.

[called_lioness]

"Is he a friend of yours, then?" Her voice is pleased.

Lucy likes Jack Sparrow, really.

[scourgeofpiracy.livejournal.com]

"An acquaintance, certainly. And one who allows me to work on his ship."

Maybe, once, they might have been friends of a sort. Maybe.

[called_lioness]

"He's a queer sort, isn't he? Though I like him rather well."

[scourgeofpiracy.livejournal.com]

"Most people seem to", he observes neutrally.

[called_lioness]

She smiles, a little, and tilts her head to study him.

"And you?"

[scourgeofpiracy.livejournal.com]

"And I... come from the same world as the Captain. It might help if I explain I was once a Navy officer."

A crooked smile.

[called_lioness]

"Ah. It does at that," she agrees, and clasps her hands together behind her back as she looks at the ship on the lake.

"It's different when they're pirates from one's own world."

[scourgeofpiracy.livejournal.com]

"I've always tried to follow the rules here", he says sombrely. "But even when the rules of one's own world don't apply... friendship is not always possible."

[called_lioness]

"Understanably. There's some for whom I've considered breaking the rules more than ones," she says, mildly.

She doesn't, on first glance, look like she could do much harm even if she did choose to break the rules, admittedly.

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Not unarmed, perhaps. But he's not stupid enough to believe no woman from any world can learn to fight, armed or otherwise.

He smiles ruefully.

"I've drunk with Captain Sparrow more than once. Here."

It was never with Jack on the outside, even after his fall from grace.

[called_lioness]

"Far more than I'd do if pirates from a world of mine appeared," she admits readily. "Or others of a different way of life."

She looks back at him and smiles, kindly. "You try, then, don't you?"