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[itscaptain_kthx]

[ooc: Jack, after finding himself and his dinghy in the middle of a bloody lake, has been fidgeting with the gadget he found in his coat pocket. He's not sure what it is, precisely, but after an hour or so of fumbling, he's discovered the voice posting capabilities]

[sounds of rustling, hitting buttons]

Why is the rum always gone?

I'm without the Pearl, again. This bloody island isn't on the map, in so far as I can tell. If this is the Fountain of Youth, it's useless to me, seeing as I'm trapped in the in the middle of a lake.

If I find some citizens of this fine island, perhaps I can at least trade this map for something more valuable. Rum, for instance. There's no such thing as civilization without bars, I'd wager.

The locals had better not be bloody cannibals... Savvy?

Comments

[itscaptain-kthx.livejournal.com]

You must be in need of a drink, mate, if you've taken to calling yourself a nobody.

You heard of a Salkia Bar & Grill, then?

[water-dancer-ix.livejournal.com]

That's what my kind are called, Jack. Those of us who lost our hearts are called Nobodies. We were never meant to exist and all that.

I haven't heard of it, but I'm sure I could find it!

[itscaptain-kthx.livejournal.com]

Perhaps you are one of the crazies, mate. Or maybe I'm in more need of rum than I thought. Lets meet over a drink and discuss this nobody business further, shall we?

[water-dancer-ix.livejournal.com]

Like I said, I like to think I'm pretty sane considering the nature of my existence. And it sounds good to me. I suppose I'll meet you there!