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milliways_bar2006-09-19 08:04 pm
try_corsets) wrote in milliways_bar2006-09-19 08:04 pm
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It has taken most of the day, but Elizabeth is finally able to leave her room without clutching the wall for support. Last night is but a blur, a series of images involving a man with a knowing smile claiming to be the Antichrist and supplying her with an oddly bright drink capable of stealing the wind from beneath an angel's wings, or something like that.
Elizabeth did learn one very important lesson last night: never accept a drink from a madman calling himself the Antichrist, real or no. There are worse things than rum.
Making her way into the bar, Elizabeth groans and shields her eyes from the light until they adjust. There's something about the atmosphere tonight that reminds her a great deal of Tortuga. A word here, an eye patch there -- she blinks and quirks an eyebrow as she takes a seat at the bar.
Bloody pirates, she thinks automatically but without any heat. Clad as she is in the clothes she had been wearing during the battle, Elizabeth is aware that she looks more pirate than lady. It should bother her, but it very much doesn't. She might investigate the ramifications of this when the headache goes away.
Elizabeth did learn one very important lesson last night: never accept a drink from a madman calling himself the Antichrist, real or no. There are worse things than rum.
Making her way into the bar, Elizabeth groans and shields her eyes from the light until they adjust. There's something about the atmosphere tonight that reminds her a great deal of Tortuga. A word here, an eye patch there -- she blinks and quirks an eyebrow as she takes a seat at the bar.
Bloody pirates, she thinks automatically but without any heat. Clad as she is in the clothes she had been wearing during the battle, Elizabeth is aware that she looks more pirate than lady. It should bother her, but it very much doesn't. She might investigate the ramifications of this when the headache goes away.