((Quick question- I'm not quite following the timeline here. Is this picking up immediately after CotBP ends? That's what I gathered from the exchange between Will and Elizabeth, but if that's so, then there's no way that Beckett could have already received news of Jack's escape (there's the small matter of an ocean to cross), nor could Jack have already told Vari of Will and Elizabeth's probable engagement (or really anything else about them). Is something not matching up, or am I just confusing myself more than usual?))


Mercer, who had been waiting a short distance down the hall, bowed shortly, then fell into stride with Lord Beckett. "Milord, the fleet is at the ready; Captain Marque awaits only your orders. We may depart as soon as you wish." He paused only fractionally, glancing back down the hall toward Lord Beckett's office. "Should I see to it that the guest departs as quickly as possible, milord?" he inquired mildly, though the implied meaning was evident.

(( I guess the timeline doesn't really matter Potr. Because if we literally have to play a week before a messenger could have crossed the ocean to tell Beckett, everything would take way too long.
And Will told Var he was engaged to Elizabeth, and Vari just answered Jack had told her of an Elizabeth (perhaps she met them at Tortuga or whatever) ))

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((Ehh...it takes at least a month, possibly two, to cross the Atlantic in a wind-powered ship, but okay. And we wouldn't have to play the whole month out. One of my favorite things about writing is the phrase "Several [insert measure of time here]s later..."))

(( *Shrugs* Don't know too much about crossing the Atlantic, sorry I know that everything can't be realistic. But then it might be weeks later for Beckett while in Port Royal we're still playing the same day.. Anyway I wouldn't worry too much about it ))

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It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

Well, Will answered the last question about Vari knowing about Will and Lizzie and as to the first question..... well, we're in fast RP time here! Sorry, but it's true! RP and fanfictions and the like have a way of going in "fast time"..... even the movies kinda did *somecoughscenesincoughAWEcough * so I guess that's what we'll have to go by. or just pretend the time has really passed for Beckett and Keyara ect and yet Will and Lizzie are still on that same day... either way as Will said I wouldn‘t worry about it much)



(ah, ok... well, I really hope it clears up soon )

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Will studied Vari as she seemed to be lost in thought. To himself he was thinking, 'Oh, did Jack? But when and why would Jack tell Vari about me and Elizabeth? Nothing about Jack should surprise me though, should it?' there was only enough time for Will's mind to wander for a few minutes before he suddenly felt like he was being watched, and he was. He met Vari's gaze, "yes." Will was at a loss as to what to reply other then the truth. Afterall what was it really to this lady if he told her the truth? What was it to anyone? Elizabeth had chosen him it wasn't like they were going to elope secretly or something.

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oh wow! PotR, you're good as Mr. Mercer! Amazing how lucky this board is to have so many talented writers on it! I feel somewhat intimidated!


Lord Beckett abruptly stopped and stood silent for a few moments, "No. No, Mercer, our guest shall come with us on The Endeavour." he broke off there and calmly looked back at his office, then back to Mr. Mercer with the same collected look on his face, "make sure she has all the comforts there which she deserves." with that he turned and made his way down the rest of the hall and out into the morning sunlight.

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Gov. Swann sat down behind his highly carved and polished desk. Picking up a quill pen, he twirrled it between his thumb and forefinger a few times before he dippet into the ink and set it to paper. "When is the execution to take place?" he inquired as he wrote out an edict announcing the execution and signing it with a flourish.

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(Pintel is needed, please.) Ragetti, still pacing and muttering about how he hoped "someone" would come, tripped over his own clumsy feet and went sprawling to the floor.

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(Oops, sorry! I wasn't sure. )

"Oi, Rags, careful!" called Pintel to his nephew from the next cell over. "If ye're not careful ye'll hurt yerself!"

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Will gave Vari a quick but a genuine smile, which of late hadn't been seen much. "thank you." Will watched her with amusment but didn't say a word until she broke the silence. "no, I'm afraid.... wait, there may be a place.... Commodore..." Will suddenly stopped, James Norrington hadn't come into his mind until now. It hit him then that he had stollen Elizabeth from Norrington and he had helped Jack escape Norrington.

(hmmm, *begins to think of some way to continue Beckett's story...*)

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[s](So.. this is what I get for going to school... 6 pages? Knew it wasn't all that good for you. )

(I will get back in a post later. I am going trick-or-treating tonight, so I do not know where I will be back on.)[/s]

WRONG RPG.

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Will stared at her. "you've already run into him?" he paused, thinking "and he didn't try to catch you?" this perplexed Will, but it also saved him from his own thoughts and possibly the guilt that was creeping into him.

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Lord Beckett walked down to the port where he could supervise the final preparations that were being made before they began their long voyage to Port Royal. A dark cloud passed quickly over Beckett's face. Port Royal had always been a respectable town... but now it seemed it needed some help. He wondered what Mr. Turner and the Governor's very daughter were doing with Jack..... and if they were still free and running around to help other pirates. And the name of James Norrington had perplexed him (as much as something can perplex Lord Beckett!) at first too. He had heard of the Commodore, but everything he had ever heard was good. So what had happened to change him into a pirate helper? And then there was Jack Sparrow. Nothing was to shocking about that. Jack was in his usual haunt, the Caribbean, and he was in is usual place, the jail or gallows.... only this time he had... friends? Beckett's face hardly changed as he metally went over all these slightly troubling things. Jack's very name could put almost any English officer in a bad mood for a whole day, but not Beckett he had dealt with Jack and he was use to Jack and his tricks... mostly. Obviously Port Royal needed Beckett and his men to clear this mess up. It should be easy. A slight smile appeared on Beckett's face. However, his thoughts will be left to the imagination of the reader.

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Meet me in the gutter, make the devil your friend
Just remember what I said, cause it isn't over yet

Get.Lost.In.The.Dark.To.Find.Yourself
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"Tommorow.." the Commodore replied. "I.. I want to congratulate you too sir" he said nodding to the Governor. "May I ask when the happy event will take place?"

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It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

The Governor looked up and smiled wanly. "When they are ready. Probably within the month. I only wish...you were the one. " He shook his head to dispell the thought and handed the execution papers back to Commadore Norrington. "Take care, Commadore."

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Ragetti pushed himself to his feet. "I noticed." he growled. "but if you had been paying attention, I'm a little too preoccupied with not dying tomorrow to watch were my feet are going."

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Anamaria had snuck into port soon after the Pearl had picked up Jack. She made her way slowly toward the prison, dodging all who might recognise her as a pirate. I hope I'm not too late... was the only thought that occupied her mind as she slipped through the streets like a small fish.

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