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Commodore James Norrington (navalofficer) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-06-28 07:27:00

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arrival, complete, day 5, james norrington, sonya blade

Who: Commodore James Norrington & Sonya Blade
When: Day 5, Morning
What: James' arrival
Where: Next to the lake
Rating: TBD
Status: Incomplete

Commodore James Norrington stood on the battlements of the fort, his hands clasped behind his back, his uniform impeccable and his gaze fixed on the sight of the preparations being made on and around the Dauntless. From what he could see they were nearly finished and approval crossed his face for a moment. There were two hours until Jack Sparrow's one day's grace was up and being the fair and just man that he was, he intended to give Sparrow every moment of that single day.

Both William Turner and Elizabeth Swann had been in his office the previous day to ask him to reconsider his pursuit. He had been polite to both but adamant that he would not discard his duties as an officer of the British Navy and the commander of the Port Royal fleet.

He sighed and looked over to where the Interceptor should have been moored. Not much of a fleet at the moment. He felt a pang as he remember how his beautiful Interceptor had been destroyed. Such an ignominious end, at the hand of pirates. She'd been designed to catch pirates, not be stolen by one set and destroyed by another. And the Admiralty was not likely to look kindly on her loss. He needed to redeem himself in their eyes and while stopping Barbossa would ordinarily have been helpful, that was one report he had yet to write. How could he possibly explain what had happened in a manner that would not have him committed to a sanatorium. Well, he had the entirety of this trip to come up with something plausible.

He turned one heel and headed back to his office. He had a little more work to do here then he could board the Dauntless. He was far away with his thoughts when he opened the door to his office and as such, it took a moment to realise that he hadn't actually stepped into his office but was instead walking on the grass next to a rather picturesque lake. He whirled around but the door he'd walked through was gone. His jaw dropped for a moment before he snapped it closed, struggling to maintain his normal stoic demeanour. Where in God's name was he? And how had he gotten here?

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sharpasablade
2008-07-28 06:59 am UTC (link)

“I can imagine. I’ve always had a little trouble with that myself”, she admitted. “Thank god for compasses”, Sonya added with a small chuckled before turning to lead the Commodore to Unit B. Like the main building, the units had a rustic, ranch like appearance but Sonya had learned that the interior’s were rumored to be vastly different, particularly the rooms of the different guests. Her own room had been fairly standard and had resembled her old apartment she had noticed that it had changed on occasion. Usually when Sonya thought of something she wanted. She wondered if she should mention this to Commodore Norrington but decided against it. No point in freaking him out anymore, right? Sonya glanced back over her shoulder at the man, “This is it”, she gestured to Unit B as she opened to door to the residences.

“210 is on the second floor”, she added, gesturing at the nearby staircase and letting the Commodore go first. Since he was a newcomer, Sonya felt like it was her duty to give Norrington the basics about Mirage, or the basic’s she had learned about so far. “The main building has a kitchen and restaurant in case you get hungry. No money need. The rest of building just seems to have a bunch of rooms just to keep people occupied during their stay. Frivolous”, Sonya added, “But better than being completely bored out of one’s mind. The library is worth a visit, if nothing but to check out the few bits of information that’s available about Mirage. Aside from a map and some descriptions, there’s not really much”.

As the pair reached the Commodore’s room, another thought came to Sonya’s mind and she decided she should probably warn Norrington about this. “Oh, there are other…uh…things here besides the other captives..I mean, guests”, Sonya corrected with a roll of her eyes. “The assistants the plaque mentioned. They’re a group of men-like creatures that look like wood, stone and dirt. You’re bound to see them around the resort at some point”.

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navalofficer
2008-08-03 07:01 am UTC (link)

James followed Lieutenant Blade over to what he assumed were the accommodation buildings. They were far different from anything he knew, such strange architecture but then he'd thought the same thing about many of the building in the more native areas in the Caribbean. He would adjust.

He nodded and climbed the stairs, listening to Blade's descriptions. "The library sounds ideal," he said after a moment's thought. "I don't get much time to read, especially when I'm out at sea and I do enjoy it." Plus he was suddenly curious to see what had been written throughout the years. This place must be in the future so there would surely be some fascinating books available.

He paused in the process of opening his door and gave Blade a curious and wary look. "Are they dangerous?" he asked as he completed the process of unlocking the door then he pushed in open and walked inside, his question about the creatures momentarily forgotten. "Good lord! Why it's... my cabin. On the Interceptor. But... she was lost." He looked back at Blade with a baffled expression. "What on earth...?"

It was indeed a slightly larger version of his cabin on the Interceptor, complete with wooden floors, walls and ceiling. The bed was tucked away in the corner along with his sea chest and the sturdy, slightly battered wardrobe he'd asked for. The battered desk under the window looked exactly the same as when he'd last seen it as was the table in the middle of the room - both covered in parchment and maps. The only oddity was two extra doors. One appeared to lead outside but the other was a mystery.

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sharpasablade
2008-08-04 10:34 am UTC (link)

“Haven’t had any sign that the assistants are dangerous but…” Sonya shrugged. “Haven’t exactly tried fighting one either. They could be”. She watched curiously as Norrington opened his door and was just as surprised to see the interior of cabin from a ship just as much as he was. “Don’t ask me. I have no idea how it’s possible, I just know that rooms can look like how you want them to. Mine looks like my apartment back in the States”. Sonya stayed outside of his room as he looked around, feeling it rude to enter without permission but that didn’t stop her from looking.

Her own room had been very plan and sparse, just like the apartment back home. Sonya travelled a lot so she rarely had time to make anywhere feel like home. To her, most place were just buildings you slept in but this place had a personal feel to it and one could get a sense of the man just by looking. Geez, I wonder what that says about my blank room? she silently mused as he explored.

“Is there any else I can do?” Sonya offered after a few moments. “I can show you around the resort or if you’d rather just get settled, I take off”.

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