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The dock [afternoon]
Captain Jack Sparrow stood majestically atop the crossbeam of his dingy's ship's mast, gazing towards the island before him as he sailed into the dock.
And only half (maybe three-quarters) of the reason for him being up there was because the rest of the ship was underwater. This didn't break Jack's stride at all: his boots hit the wood of the dock just as the underside of his ship hit the bottom of the sea.
Jack gave a little shrug and adjusted his hat.
The squirrel who was on beach, lighthouse and dock duty looked up from his notebook and let out a shriek of outrage. This man looked far too much like the man who had run the radio on Nemesis Island to let his arrival go unannounced.
Before Jack could so much as raise an eyebrow he found himself on the ground, surrounded by a small army of angry furry rodents.
"Interesting," he murmured to himself as they carted him away.
[OOC: Establishy!]
And only half (maybe three-quarters) of the reason for him being up there was because the rest of the ship was underwater. This didn't break Jack's stride at all: his boots hit the wood of the dock just as the underside of his ship hit the bottom of the sea.
Jack gave a little shrug and adjusted his hat.
The squirrel who was on beach, lighthouse and dock duty looked up from his notebook and let out a shriek of outrage. This man looked far too much like the man who had run the radio on Nemesis Island to let his arrival go unannounced.
Before Jack could so much as raise an eyebrow he found himself on the ground, surrounded by a small army of angry furry rodents.
"Interesting," he murmured to himself as they carted him away.
[OOC: Establishy!]
