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⚔ 13th Plunder ⚔ Hard Rock Hallelujah [In person]

[Jack has a bullhorn and amist all the chaos going on outside and inside the Manor, Jack's fully ready to start a protest march by chanting with his sword raised.]

You can take our freedom but you can never take our spirit!

[He repeats this several times everywhere he can through the halls, through the kitchen, the dining room, any where that he can make a lot of noise.]

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[Aoko doesn't look very happy- actually, she looks annoyed]

Please try not to break anything. [she's back to scrubbing a nearby table]

[Kaito's mostly been following Aoko around while she cleans. He's already annoyed over the riot so he can't help commenting on the noise Jack's making. At least he's not breaking things...]

Not that I don't agree with the sentiment and all, but do you really think that's gonna do anything?

[Jack stops momentarily to regard the question but still using the bullhorn.]

Honestly do you think it not worthy to try and get a message across even if said message isn't said by those that dare not say it? If we're all in agreement, would the Author still ignore said message? I think not.

[And on he goes toward his marching. He's not interested in breaking things. He's more interested in an agreement.]

[wait. what?]

Shouldn't the author already know a lot of people don't like it here? Making a scene about it won't change anything.

She's probably enjoying watching all the chaos this week. Who wants to bet that's why there doesn't seem to be a plot this week?

[Unless the murders are the plot, but he wasn't sure even the Author would do that. She didn't have the imagination for it anyway.]

Still, carry on anyway. At least you're not making a mess of the place like some of the other idiots around here, and maybe you'll give her a headache eventually.

[Jack grins and stands up to resume his marching. Sure he's making a lot of noise but at least he's being the least destructive than the others around. The noise pollution just got added up by one more.]

And I speak up for those that refuse not to! Down with the Author! Up with Freedom!

It's certainly giving me a headache.

[Lucy appears in a night gown, she was napping and isn't overly impressed. She peeks around the door, frowning]

Sorry sir, what exactly is it you're protesting?

[Jack stops, pulls the bullhorn away from his face and swaggers up to Lucy.]

Well, if you must know, I am embarking on a crusade to stop the Author from controlling our lives as puppets as she has made us out to believe that we are in fact, not though she wants us to believe we are for the sake of her literary masterpiece of terribly written stories.

[A charming smile and a bow.]

Allow me to introduce my self. I am Captain Jack Sparrow. And you?

[Lucy listens to his explanation with her eyebrows raised in perplexed amusement. Jack rants as well as he husband does.]

And that's a one protest is it?

[she looks around pointedly at the lack of protest group]

Very nice to meet you Captain Sparrow, my name is Lucy Saxon.

Now, Captain of what exactly, may I ask? Because to me you look suspiciously like a story book pirate.

No, the rest is outside. I am here to protest verbally. You should see the bonfire.

[He leans on the door at first then pulls away at the mention of storybook pirate and looks himself over and turns around.]

I am as real as you are standing in front of me. I come from no story. I am a pirate, tried and true and have ventured far through oceans. I hail from the Caribbean, love. I can guarantee that. I am the son of Captain Edward Teague, Keeper of the Code.

[Lucy does love her adventure books. She looks impressed, perhaps even excited.]

That all sounds very adventurous, Captain Sparrow. How very exciting!

[Oh boy is his ego boosted. Jack makes it a great point to talk about his adventures.]

What do you know of the East India Trading Company?

[It was a legitimate question since most likely it was lost to history and not enough was said to enhance his story in the books.]

I have plenty more stories love, should you allow me to regale you in a few tales of my adventurous life.

[she smiles at him, all bright eyed. Maybe she's playing on it a tad - after all it's a dangerous place, she's alone, and there couldn't be any harm in having a ally who might protect her... so she thinks]

I can't say I've ever heard of the East India Trading Company I'm afraid. I would very much like to hear your stories.

Oh, but I wouldn't want to interrupt your protest...

I'll tell you over tea, rum and pineapples sometime.

[Jack grins. Not having many friends himself, he's really up for anything that could distract him from remember just how terrible this place is.]

Until then, Lucy.

[He gives a sweeping bow with his hat off and puts the bullhorn back up to his mouth and starts stomping away as he continues his protest.]

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