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[pirate_jack]

When he comes sauntering into the bar through the lake door, Jack has a new sword hanging at his side and a very self-satisfied air about him.

He strolls over to Bar and runs one browned hand across the surface of the wood. "Evening, luv."

A bottle of rum appears, and Jack picks it up, saluting her with it-- then stops mid-motion, looking speculative.

"You know, lass, we've got to figure out a way for you to have a drink. 'S not right you should always be serving without ever tasting a spot of rum, savvy?"

Without further hesitation, Jack promptly turns the bottle up and pours a measure directly onto the wood... which slowly darkens as Bar absorbs the drink.

Jack grins. "Let's have another bottle, luv! One for me, and one for you!"


[ooc: just for the record, Bar's actions in this post and the ensuing thread(s) have been preapproved by bar mods. (ETA: See this back room post for further details!) thanks!]

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[creator_raven]

"Also one for me, yes?"

Raven is grinning up at Jack, black eyes bright.

"Though possibly not rum is better."

Possibly.

[pirate_jack]

"And one for the Raven-lass," Jack concludes, with a wink. "Hers is whiskey, savvy?"

A beat.

"No, I don't understand it either."

The drink appears, and Jack presents it to Raven with a flourish.

"There you are, luv."

[creator_raven]

Raven makes a face at Jack, then slams back the whiskey.

It burns going down.

Possibly that is the best part.

"I am, I think, not so much made for understanding. So."

[will_scarlett]

Now even for Milliways, that's a new sight, Will comes over with his ale and grins,

"Did ye just give Lady Bar a drink, sir?"

(OOC: Slowtime for a bit due to lunch but had to tag)

[pirate_jack]

"'Course I did, mate."

Jack sounds as if this makes perfect sense, then cocks his head to the side as he eyes the other man.

"You mean to say you never did?"

[will_scarlett]

"Nay, sir, ne'er thought o'it, dinna see what twas though?"

Will knows Bar's a woman but this is a new concept and Jack's getting a grin back,

"Did she like it, sir?"

[forced-pilgrim.livejournal.com]

There's just something... seductive. Something irresistable, to a certain kind of (simian) mind.

There's just something about Captain Jack Sparrow....'s hat.

Monkey is small and moving very fast as he streaks across the bar, excutes a hop-skip-jump on to and off of Jack's shoulder, and flees with the hat without missing a step.

[pirate_jack]

"HEY!"

There's a sharp ring of steel as Jack snatches his new sword from its sheath -- and then a resounding thud as he swings it at the monkey.

Hard.

"Stop stealing me hat!"

[forced-pilgrim.livejournal.com]

SQUAWK! The effect is nearly cartoonish--Monkey's speed is redirected laterally, sending him bouncing off the mirror behind the bar, and the hat flutters gently to the bar.

There's a forlorn thump as Monkey slids down and hits the floor, and reproachful chittering from ground-level.

[the_lioness]

"What about one for me? I'm sure I deserve it," comes a laughing voice from over his shoulder.

Alanna is wearing her usual grin, as well as her formal scarlet tunic and black breeches. She looks vastly different than the last time Jack saw her -- less round, and definitely not scowling as much.

[pirate_jack]

"Alanna-luv!"

Jack spins around, swaying, and the look on his face is delighted.

"It's been far too long."

With his free hand, he pats Bar-- helpfully tipping another measure of rum onto the wood in the process.

"Look, lass, it's Alanna."

[mnt_mike]

Halloooooo, Lanna!

That neat flowing script that so many people are used to? Is not so neat and flowing.

[mnt_mike]

Bar pulls a face.
How can you tell?
The following appears on a napkin.

X-p

Someone is clearly very picky about their rum.

[pirate_jack]

"Now, luv, it's the very rum what you yourself gave to me, savvy?" Jack starts, reasonably enough.

A beat.

"Don't tell me you don't like rum? Might be more better if you had another dram."

He pours a second glass-- or what would be a glass, if he were bothering to use one-- onto Bar's surface.

[mnt_mike]

The trickle of rum runs into the napkin, smearing the text once written there. The ink runs while the liquid settles and seeps, until finally adopting yet another familiar shape.

hic

[berryberryraz.livejournal.com]

Raspberry manages to catch some of this as she wanders up to Bar in search of a glass of water, and gives Jack a look.

"...Dude, are you getting the Bar drunk?"

[pirate_jack]

"It's not as if she doesn't deserve to have a fair share herself," he starts, then turns to look at who he's talking to.

There's a beat of silence.

"Lass, you're all--"

Jack waggles his fingers at her, expressively.

"--pink."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_wonder_girl_/]

There's a blonde girl of about fourteen who showed up in the bar a few minutes ago, and is still looking fairly overwhelmed as she walks towards the bar.

When she spots the pirate, she gapes for a moment, and then breaks into a wide, girlish grin.

"Captain Sparrow!"

[pirate_jack]

"I know that voice. Alice!"

Jack whirls around, already grinning, then stares in surprise.

"... you grew!"

[didntseeit.livejournal.com]

"Just rum?"

Because, clearly, tequila is the drink of the gods. When they aren't drinking blood-flavoured chocolate, that is.

...

Her ancestors had bloody-thirsty gods, yes.

[pirate_jack]

"I like rum," Jack argues, reasonably.

A beat.

"Don't you?"

[scurlock]

When Doc descends the stairs from his room and enters the bar, he notices a large group of people all about, drinking from the bottle and it's just a different air in the room.

But it's a good air.

So he wanders over, and spots a man dribbling a bit of alcohol onto Bar herself.

Huh. That's...interesting.

[pirate_jack]

"There you are, luv," Jack tells Bar. "Have another, on me."

He lifts the bottle to his own mouth for a drink, and spots the man watching him.

"Hello, mate."

[wine-women-song.livejournal.com]

Sliding up next to Jack at the bar, Dionysus deftly plucks the bottle from between Jack's fingers, refills his from his silver flask, and slips it back into Jack's fingers again.

"Evening to you, Cap'n."

[pirate_jack]

It's been a while since Jack looked that purely enchanted with anything.

"Dionysus, mate!"

He lifts the newly-refilled bottle to the god in salute and takes a swallow.

"As ever was."