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[Chloe is shown in video leaning against a rail. She's not holding the locket herself, but instead is being filmed by another.]

Well, I'm sorry to say it appears Captain Jack Sparrow is no longer a part of this world. First Veronica, then Greg, and now Jack. It's a pity. I thought I'd found a place here among them... some mates I could rely on. [It's genuine. She really is sad they're gone. Guess that's the nature of this world. It's when happens when you get attached. But then she puts on her brave face.]

But no matter. I'm used to picking up the pieces.

On the plus side, Jack didn't take everything with him.

[The view of her enlarges until it's clear she's standing on the deck of The Black Pearl, and the Pearl is aloft among the clouds. The skeleton crew (yes actual skeletons) are shuffling about, as well. A good thing they still work, too, because Chloe wouldn't be able to sail this vessel on her own.]

A one-man pirate crew doesn't really work. As much as I would love to pillage the hell out of you, it probably isn't wise. Instead, The Pearl and I are going into a new line of business. [At least until Jack returns or something else happens.]

This ship will function as a transport vessel. Transporting is what I used to do back home anyway. [Among other things.] She will sail between various ports, cities, and fairy rings, offering a means of travel. [Not as far as Caer Glaem, naturally. She is unseelie, after all.] There will be a small fee per passenger, of course. Other rates will apply if there's an excess of cargo you need moved. Considering the dangers within the forest lands, this is a much safer means of getting about, and the ship can defend itself if necessary.

Contact me to make any 'special' requests.

[ooc: At any time you want a ride, you can hand-wave it, provided the trip is peaceful and uneventful. If you want to log it or action tag, I'd be more than happy to! Just make sure you pay or a skeleton might throw you overboard... from very high up.]

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Oh, I am sorry to hear that. The Captain was quite the charming storyteller.

Yes, he was. Though some of his stories were a bit far fetched.

Oh... that is too bad, I rather enjoyed the idea of giant tortoises...

Well, a good story is a good story! Do you have any?

Probably not as good as his, though I've done a bit of adventuring in my day.

Adventures are good stories none the less. Perhaps sometime you would concede to a story exchange?

I wouldn't mind at all.

Wonderful! I have tried my hand at writing a few down. If it is not too busy next month I can start a locket cast.

That sounds fine. I look forward to it.

[...she hadn't mentioned it was a flying ship, holy cow.

Still, that's not the part he's really got a question about.]

What do you mean special?

Like renting the ship for a private party.

[Switched to LOCKED]

Or going places that might be off limits, strictly speaking.

She is a pirate ship, after all.

Anywhere?

[It's not like he needs it now, but for future reference.]

For the right price. Yes.

[He nods, considering.]

Good to know.

I hope we can do business, then.

[But on a more casual note:]

How are you getting along here? Did you leave Caer Scima after the feast? The place is a little ghastly, if you ask me.

[Oh. He wasn't expecting that change in subject. But he nods slowly.]

Yes.

[Should he elaborate? He should elaborate. Or something. Conversation is hard.]

I found... a friend.

A friend? From your own world?

[She smiles.]

You're lucky. I sure would like to see a familiar face. Who is it?

[He hesitates.

Well... it's not a secret, anyway. Anyone who had gone to the Smithsonian exhibit would know that much. All they'd have to do would be put the pieces together.]

Steve Rogers.

[There's a long pause.. and then laughter.]

Are you serious?

God, he does have a thing for unseelie, doesn't he.

[She's just entirely amused.]

[Well that surprises him. What's so funny?]

What do you mean?

[Obviously she knows him, but that doesn't surprise him.]

He's your friend. I'm sure you'll find out.

Let's just say he's got a thing for cupcakes.

[Try and imagine it, Bucky.]

You ask him about it.

Cupcakes?

[Her answer has only served to confuse him even more. What the hell is she talking about?]

[Steve knows what she's talking about! Hehehehe...]

Mmmhmm. Cupcakes.

[He frowns.]

You're not very helpful.

I told you to ask him about it.

[That was plenty helpful.]

He can explain. [Or try to.]

Why don't you?

[He's not used to people being anything but straightforward. Either it was information he needed to know or information he didn't need to know, not "ask this other person about it they'll tell you." That's just... inefficient.]

Because this is more fun.

[For her.]

Oh, and record his expression when you ask him. I'd hate to miss the look on his face.

[Because that is totally efficient.]

[He frowns.]

No.

[Because hell, he can make his own choices now. So there.]

Ugh. Fine.

I'll just try and imagine it.

[She closes her eyes. Then smirks. Oh yes. This is hilarious.]

[He rolls his eyes. This is really ridiculous.

While she's got her eyes closed, he ends the feed.

Sorry, Chloe. He's done.]

[Awww.. she was gonna keep talking to him. Oh well. She's pretty sure he will ask Steve. He's obviously curious. And it will be hilarious.]

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