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*It's been a while.

Jack Sparrow -- that's Captain Jack Sparrow -- strolls in, grinning wickedly, and heads straight for the bar.*

Rum, luv, if you'd be so kind.

*A bottle and a glass appear instantly, and Jack pats the bar approvingly.*

You're a treasure and no mistake, luv. A treasure indeed.

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More curiously than anything else, she leans in and kisses him.

He tastes like rum.

She looks content as she leans back and finishes her drink. "Yum."

*Jack looks very pleased.*

Oh, indeed, luv. Very sweet.

*Pirate. He leans in and kisses her again, very thoroughly.*

She grins against his mouth and kisses him in return. "Sweet and nice." Such a pirate.

*Jack puts an arm around her and draws her closer, then refills her glass.*

More rum, luv?

"I've had far too much rum," she comments, resting her head against him, "which means yes, please."

*He hands her the glass, helpfully.*

There you are, luv.

"Thank you, cap'n," she says politely, before laughing softly and drinking. She feels, in general, terribly content. Awfully content. Far more content than she should be allowed to feel.

*Jack grins, and strokes her hair.*

You're a lovely girl, Kitty. A lovely, lovely girl.

"Thank you," she replies, grinning. "I try."

*Jack tugs on her hair, tipping her head back slightly to where he can look down at her.*

Oh, you do more than try, luv. Trust me.

*He grins again. Wickedly.*

Laughter. "Alright." Amusedly, "I will. If you'll kiss me again."

*Jack grins down at her, eyes sparkling with mischief.*

Absolutely, luv. My pleasure.

*And with that, the pirate kisses her again, leaving the one hand in her hair and wrapping his other arm around her waist to pull her closer.*

"Drink up, me 'earties," she murmurs, smirking and pulling him down to her mouth.

*Jack grins and kisses her again, then murmurs quietly to her.*

Would you like to stay here, lass, or go somewhere else?

"Somewhere else," she says after a moment.

Well then.

*Jack smiles, and it lights up his face.*

Do you have a room, luv?

Regretfully, "No. Do you?"

*Jack looks slightly crestfallen.*

No, luv; I come back and forth from here to my ship.

Although I could arrange something, if you like...

She absently plays with one of his braids. "Either arrange something or we could try going to your ship..." It's the only thing she can think of.

*Jack grins, and drops a gold coin on the bartop. A key appears in its place, and he stands up, swaying slightly, and hands the key to Kitty with a bow and a wicked grin.*

After you, luv.

She takes it daintily and, grinning slightly, heads off.

*Jack grins wickedly, and follows after.*

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