(ooc: good with prose or brackets, defaults to present tense.)
arrival:
The woman who steps off the strange, metal carriage is not, in fact, dressed as a proper lady of her era and status should be. Instead of a fancy gown and corset (which she has vowed to never wear again), her slim frame is concealed beneath men's clothing: shirt, trousers, a rather disreputable jacket and tricorn hat, and boots that have likewise seen better days. There's also a baldric slung across her torso, at the end of which hangs a properly sheathed sword.
From the look on her face, this is not where she expected to be.
"... There had best be a good explanation for this."
black stallion:
[ Events like this call for something stronger than water. Not rum, that would only bring Jack down on her head (because somehow, no matter where either of them happen to be, the moment rum is introduced into a situation, so is he), but something near that strength. Finding out one is effectively stranded on yet another island calls for a hell of a lot of alcohol.
Even if she has to fetch it herself.
Liz gives up after ten minutes of waiting for service, and hopes over the counter to start reading bottle labels in hopes of finding something decent. ]
wildcard:
[ choose your own adventure with the future pirate king. ]
elizabeth swann | potc
arrival:
The woman who steps off the strange, metal carriage is not, in fact, dressed as a proper lady of her era and status should be. Instead of a fancy gown and corset (which she has vowed to never wear again), her slim frame is concealed beneath men's clothing: shirt, trousers, a rather disreputable jacket and tricorn hat, and boots that have likewise seen better days. There's also a baldric slung across her torso, at the end of which hangs a properly sheathed sword.
From the look on her face, this is not where she expected to be.
"... There had best be a good explanation for this."
black stallion:
[ Events like this call for something stronger than water. Not rum, that would only bring Jack down on her head (because somehow, no matter where either of them happen to be, the moment rum is introduced into a situation, so is he), but something near that strength. Finding out one is effectively stranded on yet another island calls for a hell of a lot of alcohol.
Even if she has to fetch it herself.
Liz gives up after ten minutes of waiting for service, and hopes over the counter to start reading bottle labels in hopes of finding something decent. ]
wildcard:
[ choose your own adventure with the future pirate king. ]