18 Maggio
![stannisbaratheon:
additional scene pirates of the caribbean (on stranger tides) asked by captainjacksparrah
Jack: [tugs at the bars with his hands the moment he realizes he’s not on the beach getting drunk on too much rum, but in a brig of a ship that doesn’t smell piratical at all.] Have I been press-ganged again?!James: The navy doesn’t press-gang, Mr—Jack: Captain.James: [looks like he knows that fact well enough, had considered using it at some point, judging by the smirk on his lips and the arrogant tilt of his chin, but eventually dismissed the thought almost immediately after it was conceived] I am Admiral Norrington of His Majesty’s Navy in the Caribbean. Welcome aboard the Dauntless, Sparrow—Jack:Captain. [mouths to himself, bristling] James: I was led to believe that you were, until recently, in the company of one Hector Barbossa.Jack: [freezes, and Norrington notices until they’re both still and the air is thick between them]James: I have a warrant for his arrest. For murder, treason—Jack: [holds up a finger through the bars, silencing Norrington effectively] What about me?James: Oh, you’re under arrest as well. [smiles, and Jack smiles back until he realizes that Norrington isn’t being nice at all] But we’ve already gotten past that [nudges the bars with his foot, metal echoing in the din], haven’t we?Jack: [tries a different tactic, schooling his face until his brows felt heavy and his lips shook at the effort of appearing stern] What makes you think I’ll be of much help to ye? And what’s in it for me?James: Perhaps a burial plot when you’ve hanged.Jack: [clicks his tongue, not liking that idea at all] Perhaps another day, Admi—James: [interrupts him, quite rudely in fact, by grabbing Jack’s shirt through the bars and pulling him roughly forward. Jack’s cheek bangs painfully against the metal.] Listen here, pirate. Good men died on that ship and for what?Jack: [tugs on James’ hand, grunting in annoyance as every tug on his shirt makes his head impact quite solidly against the bars]James: [stops, as if suddenly remembering himself, and quickly lets go of Jack’s shirt as if disgusted by the idea of having touched him in the first place] You will take me to him. By any means necessary.[AAAAND ENTER HANS ZIMMER THEME SONG OVER END CREDITS]](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmhoewCl7G1qddfrco1_500.png)
additional scene pirates of the caribbean (on stranger tides) asked by captainjacksparrahJack: [tugs at the bars with his hands the moment he realizes he’s not on the beach getting drunk on too much rum, but in a brig of a ship that doesn’t smell piratical at all.] Have I been press-ganged again?!
James: The navy doesn’t press-gang, Mr—
Jack: Captain.
James: [looks like he knows that fact well enough, had considered using it at some point, judging by the smirk on his lips and the arrogant tilt of his chin, but eventually dismissed the thought almost immediately after it was conceived] I am Admiral Norrington of His Majesty’s Navy in the Caribbean. Welcome aboard the Dauntless, Sparrow—
Jack:Captain. [mouths to himself, bristling]
James: I was led to believe that you were, until recently, in the company of one Hector Barbossa.
Jack: [freezes, and Norrington notices until they’re both still and the air is thick between them]
James: I have a warrant for his arrest. For murder, treason—
Jack: [holds up a finger through the bars, silencing Norrington effectively] What about me?
James: Oh, you’re under arrest as well. [smiles, and Jack smiles back until he realizes that Norrington isn’t being nice at all] But we’ve already gotten past that [nudges the bars with his foot, metal echoing in the din], haven’t we?
Jack: [tries a different tactic, schooling his face until his brows felt heavy and his lips shook at the effort of appearing stern] What makes you think I’ll be of much help to ye? And what’s in it for me?
James: Perhaps a burial plot when you’ve hanged.
Jack: [clicks his tongue, not liking that idea at all] Perhaps another day, Admi—
James: [interrupts him, quite rudely in fact, by grabbing Jack’s shirt through the bars and pulling him roughly forward. Jack’s cheek bangs painfully against the metal.] Listen here, pirate. Good men died on that ship and for what?
Jack: [tugs on James’ hand, grunting in annoyance as every tug on his shirt makes his head impact quite solidly against the bars]
James: [stops, as if suddenly remembering himself, and quickly lets go of Jack’s shirt as if disgusted by the idea of having touched him in the first place] You will take me to him. By any means necessary.[AAAAND ENTER HANS ZIMMER THEME SONG OVER END CREDITS]
![→ There be many ways t’be lost, Jack. That man, maybe he show you some time. [x]](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ly3lomQNfi1qdg0g5o1_r1_500.jpg)
