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[eyeeyecaptain]

You know what proves to be problematic?

An eye patch on a cyclopean mutant.


CRASH!

"HALP!"


[TAG CERTIFIED 100% SCURVY FREE: Turanga Leela, Wilbur Whateley, Teddy Altman]

OOC: OPEN FOR TAGS FOREVERRRRRR ZOMG TLAPD YAY!

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[weirdwilbur.livejournal.com]

A tentacle picks her up and sets her on an empty chair. Not sure how much help that is, but it's a start.

[eyeeyecaptain]

"Yarrrrr, unhand me!"




Leela isn't sure what she just said. But it was definitely weird.

[weirdwilbur.livejournal.com]

"Jest tryin' ter halp." Wilbur sits down across from her. "Kin yew take thet awff, ur did Bar stick yew wit et?"

[eyeeyecaptain]

Leela's head darts around as if she can see just fine.

"By cock's body, what t' blazes is Lady Barrrr up to this eve?"

She paws at the eye patch, and in the process ends up falling off her stool.

"DEATH AND DAMNATION!!!!"

[weirdwilbur.livejournal.com]

Wilbur helps her up again.

"Ayuh, et's annoyin'. Seems thet et's Pirate Day somewhar ur other, sew . . .

"Et least et didn't dew thet ter me. I guess my accent's weird enough witout addin' a pirate accent awn tawp o' et."

[eyeeyecaptain]

Leela finally succeeds in ridding herself of the eye patch, and craaaanes her neck to look up at Wilbur.

"By the powers, what in blazes be ye?"

[weirdwilbur.livejournal.com]

"My Father es en Outer Gawd." Wilbur grins and holds out a hand. "Wilbur Whateley et yer service."

[eyeeyecaptain]

"Ah."

She eyes the hand warily before taking it with a firm shake.

"They be callin' me Leela--Captain Leela, if y' please. New New York, year 3004."

[weirdwilbur.livejournal.com]

"Dunwich, Massachussetts, 1928."

He grins. A tentacle slithers out of his coat.

[alt-hulk.livejournal.com]

Cue heroic rescue! Well, not really, more a kind teen removing the eyepatch.

"...Ye be ok, matey?"

[eyeeyecaptain]

Leela blinks.

"What be this treachery?"


...What the hell did she just say.

[alt-hulk.livejournal.com]

"It be a day ferrrr talkin like a pirate. ...Ye know whut a Pirate be?"

It might be worth mentioning that the purple parrot on his shoulder flaps its wings at this juncture.

[eyeeyecaptain]

"Pirate? Aye, 'course 'm familiar w' the term, ye scurvy knave!"

Leela notices the parrot. She thinks it's cute. But somewhere between her brain and her lips the coo of "Awwww, how adorable!" turns into:

"YARRRR."

[alt-hulk.livejournal.com]

"Good, had'te explain it te me alien sistarrr. Just wanted te make sure."

Ananda blinks back at Leela, and inclines her head. "Ye like me Dragoon?"

[eyeeyecaptain]

"Not sure I fully encompass t' meaning of this blasted diction!"

Yeah, she has no idea what she just said.

She's pretty sure she meant to ask why they were talking funny.

"Right nice creature ye got there," she nods. "Ain't got scurvy, I pray."

[alt-hulk.livejournal.com]

"A holiday for pirates, yarrr. And nay, she ain't got scurvy... but she ain't got a heart either, poor thing. She be the ghost offa wench, most days, matey."

[eyeeyecaptain]

"Be you out of yer head? BAR, I NEED A BLOODY TANKARD!"

Grog, anyone?

"Aye, that'll about do it. Swear you me, your bonny pet there be a dead woman's ghost?"

[themidnightson]

Cue one actual, yet not quiet sincerely happy to be, rescuer. The purple haired girl is caught before she hits the ground.

"Steady there. One piece less costuming for you might be best."

[eyeeyecaptain]

Leela senses masculine arms.

My hero!

"What the blazes be goin' on?"

...Okay, not the most articulate of first impressions.

[themidnightson]

Edward pulled her up and deposited her feet on the ground once she was upright, while reaching out to pull up part of the eye patch. "A colloquial celebration spawned a costumed regiment."

Beat.


"They are calling it Talk Like a Pirate Day."

[eyeeyecaptain]

One large eye peers at him from under the lifted patch.

"Bar be t' blame for this, then? Shoulda figured."

As long as she can drink like a pirate, too, she'll be fine.

[themidnightson]

Well. That's different.

Edward's expression doesn't shift in the slightest even as he steps back a step rather gracefully, making it obvious the move is only to give her personal space back now that she is standing.

"Bar does this often?"

[eyeeyecaptain]

"Aye, least nobody's started singin' er dancin' yet, what a bloody mess that was..." she grumbles.

Actually, it was rather fun.

"Be you new t' the bar then, lad?"

[themidnightson]

One edge of his lips puckered in a hint of smirk at 'lad.'

"More or less, yes. I'm Edward Cullen."

[eyeeyecaptain]

"They call me Leela - Captain Turanga Leela, if y' please."

She offers him her hand to shake.

"'Preciate the help, Edward. Can I interest ye in a drink?"