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[will_scarlett]

Will and Doc enter from the back, carrying Jack Sparrow between them, he is bound with duct tape and both outlaws are grinning as they lay him down on a table ignoring all protests and bargaining.

Now the search for where best to display their prize for the most amusement, perhaps tied to a rafter.

The two outlaws are welcome to suggestions or just poke the pirate.

(OOC:Three pups, three muns, Jack's trussed, Will and Doc are grinning, come and have fun!)

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[pirate_jack]

"I've got an idea as to who you lads can start with," Jack drawls, eyeing Mary pointedly.

Very pointedly.

[mistressmaryquitecontrary]

Hastily, in case they get any ideas: "Not me. I know how to hit."

[scurlock]

"Wouldn't dare harm a hair on your pretty little head, Miss," Doc assures her.

[mistressmaryquitecontrary]

Ordinarily, Mary would protest 'pretty', but considering the topic, she merely aims a smug look at Jack.

She's at least prettier than he is.

[will_scarlett]

"Doc, I'm thinkin' this fine lass would rather 'elp us in tyin' up folks, 'minds me o'Lady Marian when she gets set on somethin'."

[mistressmaryquitecontrary]

"Oh - I met her," Mary says, brightening.

"Do you know her?"

A beat, as a thought occurs to her and her eyes widen. "- are you friends of Robin Hood too? Are you taking Jack's money to give to the poor?"

No wonder they're tying up Jack! He doesn't give to the poor.

[pirate_jack]

"I am the poor!" Jack protests.

Whether or not this is actually true is anyone's guess.

[mistressmaryquitecontrary]

"I have seen your treasure," Mary retorts, scornfully.

Not Mary's guess!

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, lass, me name's Will Scarlett an tis me 'onor to be Robin 'ood's squire. An Cap'n Jack's a pirate so 'e's got different rules then the rest o'us outlaws."

[mistressmaryquitecontrary]

"I have read about you," Mary says to Will - which seems to be a good thing; at least, she sounds pleased about it.

"Outlaws are better than pirates because they help people - although some pirates I like. But who is the other one?" She looks at Doc.

[scurlock]

"Name's Doc," he says. "Doc Scurlock. Not from Will's time, but later. Cowboys and Indians, that time. You ever read about Billy the Kid?"

He doubts it. But it's worth a shot.

[mistressmaryquitecontrary]

Mary frowns, clearly concentrating hard, and then reluctantly shakes her head.

"No - Colin knows more about cowboys and Indians. He has more books on them. I know more about the other kind of Indian."

[pirate_jack]

Jack mutters something under his breath and then subsides, listening with evident interest.

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, like those in India? Sharpe mentioned that place, ne'er 'eard o'it, only know tis somewhere past the 'oly Lands. Why do ye know o''em, lass?"

[mistressmaryquitecontrary]

"I lived there," Mary explains, a little absently, and then glances towards the door.

"But I live in Yorkshire now - I ought to go home soon."

She casts a rather reluctant glance at the taped Jack Sparrow. She doesn't want to leave this beautiful sight just yet! But . . .

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, lass, 'eard o'Yorkshire though ne'er been there meself. 'rhaps Lady Bar could give ye a way to get an image o'the pirate 'fore ye leave. 'eard tell o'things called cameras though ne'er seen one."

[mistressmaryquitecontrary]

Mary looks a little doubtful.

"Cameras are awfully large."

[scurlock]

"No, they're not!" Doc intejects helpfully, as he turns to Bar and asks nicely for a camera. The one that is presented to him is a simple disposable model, and Doc reads the instructions before he follows them.

And promptly blinds himself with the flash when it goes off after depressing the little button with the jagged line on it.

He nearly falls off his perch.

"Fargin' Christ," Doc blinks rapidly. "Spots everywhere."

[mistressmaryquitecontrary]

"I have never seen a camera so small!" Mary says, eyes wide - and then squints her eyes shut, as the flash goes off, before opening one again to peer through it.

[pirate_jack]

"No cameras! Not good!"

Not that he's even quite sure what a camera is, but anything that flashes like a Chinese firework can't be good to be pointed at him. Jack flails ineffectively in an attempt to get further from the camera, and ends up rolling off the table.

There's a loud 'thud' as he hits the floor.

Muffled,

"... bugger."

[mistressmaryquitecontrary]

Both Mary's eyes fly open.

She stares at Jack on the floor.

And then she puts both hands over her mouth, and starts giggling longer and louder than she possibly ever has in the bar.

. . . it's been a long week.

[will_scarlett]

The giggling is lovely to hear and Will laughs before saying,

"'rhaps ye should get a picture o''im now, lass."