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[digger]

Why does weird stuff always happen around this time of year? Does anybody even like Halloween...?

[Simon might have had more to say, but right afterwards, he hears an odd "buu-buu" in the background.]

...Huh? What- that was-

...Boota!? Hey, hold on!

[With a surprised gasp, he shuts the journal and hurries off. For the next little while he'll be following a little molepig around the village, looking concerned. And is it any wonder that the molepig is running? After all, Simon is trussed up in this costume, and looks quite unlike himself.]

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/pinged by Sewer Urchin <3; Jack pinged by Urchin-looking guy/action

[all7seas]

[Jack is out and about this day in the village, also costumed. When he sees Simon, he stops short. Because this guy looks SO very like someone who...]

Oi---you, what's chasing that pig thing---did you once sail under Davy Jones's command? [Hopefully the sheet is not muffling his voice too badly.]

yay Tick |D

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

[Simon blinks at that, looking baffled by the term.] "Davy Jones"? What's that?

SPOON!

[all7seas]

[The pirate can tell immediately that this lad is not part of Davy Jones's crew of lost souls. He relaxes and releases the hilt of his sword--none of which Simon can see, of course, because it's all happening under the sheet.]

Well he's a pirate, isn't he, my prickly young fellow.

NOT IN THE FACE, NOT IN THE FACE

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

[Simon cocks his head to one side for a moment, then clues in.] Oh- pirates! Sanji told me about them! No, I don't- um- "sail" with anyone like that. But I'm sort of in a pirate crew, I guess? [The Gurren Brigade acted like a bunch of pirates anyway.]

XD

[all7seas]

Hmph. Are you? As am I, for I am no mere walking sheet, but Captain Jack Sparrow, who am are at present as we speak sailing under Blackbeard ALTHOUGH things change all the time and soon I may strike off on my own again. Soon's the boat's finished. You know, that head could come in quite useful-like.

[Standing back, the sheet looks like it's standing with hands on hips as the pirate takes a considering look at Simon's costume.]

Very useful indeed.

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

This head? [Pointing at it.] But it isn't my real head, it's just a hat.

[all7seas]

OH. [He squints again.] Oh, yes, sorry. Hat.

....Hat like that could come in very useful indeed.

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

Really? [Simon lifts it off to give it a better examination.] What would you do with it?

[all7seas]

Dunno. Open bottles? Pop balloons? Perforate things in general? Never considered what I'd do with a head that pointy.

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

I guess that's true. I didn't really think about it. [He peers curiously at Jack.] ...Can you really see okay in that?

[all7seas]

Not very well at all, actually--but look here--[He pulls the sheet off and flings it away. Seconds later it's back on him.] It don't want to leave me.

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

...Yeah, the same thing happens to me, too. If it didn't, I really wouldn't be wearing this thing.

[all7seas]

Aye. Useful as it might be, I hardly think walking about in the guise of a giant urchin will ever help you when it comes to the ladies, lad. Fact.

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

No... it's not really cute or anything. [And for someone like him, cute is the best he can really hope for.]

[all7seas]

Eh, wouldn't say THAT, boyo. But when you've got her in your quarters and she's had a bit of rum and YOU'VE had a bit of rum and she goes to run her fingers through your hair?

Well. Problem.

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

Oh... yeah, that would be a problem, I guess. [A pause.] But I'm not old enough for rum. [...That's alcohol, right.]

1/2

[all7seas]

2/2

[all7seas]

Never mind, lad! I'm certain you'll have the same luck with or without the pointy hat.

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

[Knowing his luck? Terrible.]

Um... thanks, I guess.