Post by darthphantom08 on Jun 13, 2007 17:23:27 GMT -5
The highly polished boots stopped short of their destination. “James Norrington? I thought you were dead.” O’Neil’s blue eyes scanned over the other man with slight interest. “Or was that another cover-up?” A hand rested on the hilt of his sword, relaxed in a non-threatening way. The captain glanced towards the small group of people, staring for a moment at each person. What sort of threat did a motley crew that pose? He found it almost hard to believe. These pirates were the main reason for Lord Beckett down fall. Now to bring them to justice would mean a lovely promotion for Captain O'Neil. Perhaps Admiral O'Neil. Jacob brought his attention back to the departing Norrington with a shadow of a smirk on his lips. Perhaps getting on this ship would be less of a challenge then he thought.
As soon as Norrington came back, Jacob was formulating a plan. “Same as always, save for being a Navy dog. I served my time, now I find myself here.” He gave a shrug, tapping the toe of his boot against the ground. “Crewless, ship-less, and wanting to get back out on the water.” O'Neil gave the Pearl another look.
"Looks like it could use some repairs. Which costs quite a bit. If it was done right, of course." He gave a sigh, gaze drifting down to the ground. "Too bad... piracy doesn't pay as well as it used to," His blue eyes glared up at Norrington. "Does it? I would be willing to pay for all nessecary repairs in return for passage on that ship. Perhaps you could pass that along to the captain?"