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Commodore James Norrington (navalofficer) wrote in mirage_rpg,

James laughed at that fanciful description of the story tellers. "It would indeed serve them right though in their defence, I doubt any of them have ever met an elf, either of the type they describe or one like you." He raised his eyebrows. "Perhaps I should turn my hand to writing tales of elves when I get back so that a true and proper description might be given."

"I had intended to," he said ruefully. "Indeed I was just stepping into my office to complete preparations so that I could board my ship and begin the chase when I found myself here." He raised his chin, a determined and intent expression growing on his face. "But yes, I would have caught him. He is a fine sailor with a fine ship but I would still back the Dauntless against the Black Pearl." His eyes narrowed and regret and annoyance flickered across his face. "And I owe him for the loss of my beautiful Interceptor."

He paused for a moment and laughed. "It has been too long since I taught anyone the rudimentaries of sailing. I have captain for too long, I think. It will be a good thing to get back to such basics as climbing the rigging and working the sheets." he would have to rethink his attire if he did that too. Go back to the simple breeches and shirt that he'd worn as a youth. Perhaps even forgo the shoes. He'd done that more than once, many sailors did once they were out of port since it was easier to climb the rigging without them.