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Oct. 19th, 2006 01:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
He's up early, as he always is, getting ready for another day's work on the Pearl. And he's trying not to think about how close the repairs are to complete, and what happens when it's all done.
He's about ten seconds from leaving when the knock comes at the door.
He's about ten seconds from leaving when the knock comes at the door.
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Date: 2006-10-20 08:15 pm (UTC)(The boy knows nothing, sir. Doesn't know the bobstay from the spanker boom.)
Aphelise watches Norrington and the Midshipman sent to fetch the tardy ex-Commodore to the Captain.
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Date: 2006-10-20 08:25 pm (UTC)("I'm not your whipping boy now.")
Then he glares at Aphelise. "And you can quite stay out of this- None of this concerns you, and you can just leave!"
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Date: 2006-10-20 08:37 pm (UTC)It's faint, the stress on the last word, but it carries all insinuations of the fault lying with other possibly involved parties. Mostly with the same captain by whom he is now summoned.
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Date: 2006-10-20 08:42 pm (UTC)But he hasn't been entirely rational for a long time. He turns to glare at Wellard.
"Were you the one invited into this room, Mr. Wellard?"
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Date: 2006-10-20 08:54 pm (UTC)("Mister Norrington lost his commission due to his failure to catch the Pearl and her captain." "I do know that he lost his ships in the hurricane we were in.")
-before looking quickly back to Norrington. "I came to find you- and you should not be speaking to Mr Aphelise here, sir."
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Date: 2006-10-20 09:09 pm (UTC)"And now you feel you can dictate who I speak to?"
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Date: 2006-10-20 09:21 pm (UTC)"What's this?" He sounds surprised at Wellard, "You mean you haven't told him yet, Mr Wellard?"
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Date: 2006-10-20 09:27 pm (UTC)"Because he is one of the Riders of the Dark." Wellard narrows his eyes at Aphelise. "And you, you were hardly even there to know what did happen-"
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Date: 2006-10-20 09:31 pm (UTC)He has enough, now... and he's never looked more dangerous.
"But you were."
Wellard never sees the blow coming, sending him into the wall.
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Date: 2006-10-20 09:41 pm (UTC)And all of his attention was on the Black Rider, who he thought was the more dangerous of the two in there.
Wellard crashes into the wall hard, head hitting with an ominous THUD, and falls into a boneless heap on the floor in the hallway.
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Date: 2006-10-20 09:52 pm (UTC)As Norrington sends Wellard into the wall, Aphelise gets to his feet with a startled exclamation, apparently taken aback.
There is no cruel triumph in his eyes.
He stares at the unmoving ex-midshipman, then hurriedly presses the bottle he had been holding into Norrington's hands. "Hold this while I make sure he's all right."
All is hidden in shadow.
And he heads towards the door.
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Date: 2006-10-20 09:56 pm (UTC)There won't be anything left in it for very long.
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Date: 2006-10-20 10:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-20 10:06 pm (UTC)"He's breathing, I take it?"
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Date: 2006-10-20 10:26 pm (UTC)With almost one continuous movement, the man in black passes the dirk to his left hand and brings its hilt up to connect solidly with Norrington's left temple.
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Date: 2006-10-20 10:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-21 05:03 am (UTC)The Rider stands tall in the middle of the room, a pillar of darkness in the lit room. He spreads the fingers of his right hand commandingly at the two still figures on the floor, one after the other. From his mouth comes the Spell-Speech of the Dark, momentarily dimming the light of morning that streams in through the window, and sharpening the chill of autumn into that of winter. "Forget", the Rider commands, a cold sneer twisting his mouth. "Forget."
Almost as an afterthought, he tosses the bloody dirk to clatter to rest beside Wellard's prone form. Before it comes to rest, however, the Rider is gone.