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Isabela of Rivain ([info]rivainipirate) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2011-03-31 00:38:00

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Entry tags:isabela, jack sparrow (vampirate)

WHO: Captain Isabela and Captain Jack
WHAT: Getting the lay of the land
WHERE: Somewhere in the Florida Keys
WARNINGS: Two pirate captains with filthy minds. Do the math.

Isabela had been hopping ferries and just visiting every island she could. She'd found her flat - a tiny hole in a town called Nassau - but she'd also found things called credit cards. She'd gone to all different places, and now she was in a town called Key West, sitting at a bar. The drinks were good.



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[info]vampirate_jack
2011-04-01 02:24 am UTC (link)
"Bird, docile, big, used to be quite prolific, but they were also quite delicious. And now there aren't any more."

He shrugged then, sipping at his drink, "There's a few still about, but none worth sailing, really." He smiled, brow arching, "Our Anne's going to fix that though, at least a little."

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