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Things I learned today, v. me
1. I really *can't* deal with a crowd of noisy pushy people.
2. If I had lived in an age when duelling was in vogue, I'd probably be dead. 'cause I get kind of offended easily and for little provocation, and also I cannot aim for shit.
3. I will now be taking myself off to enjoy Jude Law and Jack Davenport being all gay and tragic at each other. Hopefully, this will actually *happen* in the movie as opposed to strictly in my head.
And so I leave you with this, a nothing little bit of indulgence because sparrington '04 is kind of the sexass.
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There was a brief period between his first and second century when Norrington found himself taking to small vices to alleviate the boredom of the passing years. Regrettably, during that time he also found that he did not take especially well to drinking, petty crime, whoring, not terribly petty crime, not petty at all crime, debauchery of most sorts, or whatever other type of sin and ill-conceived idea Jack Sparrow could come up with.
It was also regrettable to remember that it had taken Jack only a little time, a great deal of concentrated effort, and a copious amount of unwatered rum to tumble Norrington into his bed. And there was some small embarrassment in how very, very well Norrington had taken to *that*.
"Now, Commodore," he had said. "There's just us for now and always, yeah?"
"Only until we break the curse, Sparrow."
But Jack had only smiled and poured him another drink. "For now and always, James." And he had settled back into his chair, still smiling and *watching*. What happened after, Norrington could only vaguely remember, though morning had found him in possession of a miserable headache and a positively gleeful pirate.
1. I really *can't* deal with a crowd of noisy pushy people.
2. If I had lived in an age when duelling was in vogue, I'd probably be dead. 'cause I get kind of offended easily and for little provocation, and also I cannot aim for shit.
3. I will now be taking myself off to enjoy Jude Law and Jack Davenport being all gay and tragic at each other. Hopefully, this will actually *happen* in the movie as opposed to strictly in my head.
And so I leave you with this, a nothing little bit of indulgence because sparrington '04 is kind of the sexass.
*
There was a brief period between his first and second century when Norrington found himself taking to small vices to alleviate the boredom of the passing years. Regrettably, during that time he also found that he did not take especially well to drinking, petty crime, whoring, not terribly petty crime, not petty at all crime, debauchery of most sorts, or whatever other type of sin and ill-conceived idea Jack Sparrow could come up with.
It was also regrettable to remember that it had taken Jack only a little time, a great deal of concentrated effort, and a copious amount of unwatered rum to tumble Norrington into his bed. And there was some small embarrassment in how very, very well Norrington had taken to *that*.
"Now, Commodore," he had said. "There's just us for now and always, yeah?"
"Only until we break the curse, Sparrow."
But Jack had only smiled and poured him another drink. "For now and always, James." And he had settled back into his chair, still smiling and *watching*. What happened after, Norrington could only vaguely remember, though morning had found him in possession of a miserable headache and a positively gleeful pirate.
