ImperialOrphaner

The Epic Quest for The Redrum Isles

The bag was- wow, big. Jack wondered just what was inside, but he figured they’d been supplies. Sauntering a long, Sparrow spoke. “Just a short walk to port.” And smiled, looking back at the man-

“You’re- really, really tall.”

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He nodded “aye that I am, tis a good advwvantage fer me, keeps tha drunkards in line wvwhen they’re filled ta tha brim wvwith liquid courage ey?” it was indeed a short walk, he spotted the ship silhouetted by moonlight “Ahhh that’s a fine vwvessle indeed!”

Kanaya looked over to him when he sighed, before shaking her head. “I suppose. There are many people to meet, many bubbles to visit. Though I don’t really want to be here.” She gave a shrug. “I sort of died.” Well, “Not sort of. I did.”

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He scratched his chin, his face contorted with thought “wvwell then, howvw do ya go about vwvisitin’ these bubbles? No offense ta ya but I didn’t intend ta stowvw awvway in yer privwvate bubble... I sorta just wvwashed ashore eh?” he grinned.

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Jack nodded as the man spoke. “Mm.” He hummed, before standing up. “I suppose you could follow me to her, I’m just about ready to make way myself, no used staying docked when you have a good heading, eh?” Gesturing with the turn of his head, “The Black Pearl, she is.” And with a smile, he began walking to the door.

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“Tha Black Pearl, eh? Good name fer a ship, gotta good feelin bout ‘er” He hoisted his satchel, filled almost exclusively with spiced rums, and the odd balled wad of clothing to keep them from clanking... and possibly to actually wear if need be. He followed the man out the door, face spread wide in a grin. The open sea and a great adventure lay before them both.

“Perhaps.” She nodded, letting him believe what he wanted. Though, given the meteors that hit Alternia before the game, there was a good chance he’d been dead regardless. But that’s when she remembered- the adults were banished. She just shrugged at the thought.”The bubbles were set up by a friend of mine. Though it is a long story and complicated process, I suppose a good summery would be- she made some horrible, useful connections.”

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A long drawn in breath and longer sigh exhaled, a sullen nodding expression. The sinking feeling in his gut that he landed himself in yet another hopeless situation. Damn it. “wvwell.... I suppose that covwvers tha wvwho, and wvwhere, an possibly tha wvwhy... so wvwhy are you here then? anythin ta keep yerself entertained? “

“wvwhait wvwhat? Dead or dyin? I dun much like tha sound a that lass… I… wvwill just assume yer yankin’ my chain..”as much as the whole why hello you are dead thing probably made every other wander very comfortable , the news didn’t sit well with the esteemed orphaner. He shook his head “anywvway. My name is Admiral Vwvoland “Dualscar” Ampora of tha Alternia Imperial Orphaners, tis a pleasure ta meet ya lass” he topped it off with a bit of a bow as well. “an wvwho do I havwve tha pleasure a talkin to in this… uh Dreambubble?” whatever the hell that was.

Arching a bow, Kanaya listened as he spoke. So he was an Ampora. And the name- D-u-a-… eight letters. Maybe he was Eridan’s ancestor? How’d he get into the bubbles? But given their nature, who the hell knew. “My name is Kanaya.” She said, “And I am sorry to say, there’s no yanking of anyone’s chains going on.”

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He cringed a bit “wvwell that’s a bit unpleasant ta think about.... I’ll jus go wvwith tha third option then... ya said sleepin’ right? wvwe’ll say I’m just asleep, aye that wvworks fer me” nope.... nope nope all of the nope that existed in all of paradox space, no way could he, the great orphaner be dead... must just be a bad dream speaking of which “so wvwhat exactly is a Dreambubble anywvway?”

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“Hm.” Jack hummed to himself before nodding. “I suppose you’re right, eh?” Phew, he could only imagine what this man’s ship was like. Maybe he was a- reject mermaid. Had never seen a male one before, actually.

“That makes a bit of sense. Say though- you got any business to tend to before we make way? “

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He shook his head “ nawvw this wvwas tha extent a my business tanight” he motioned towards the bottle, now nearly empty “got evwverything I need in me bag” he tapped a canvas satchel on the floor with his boot, half gesturing half making sure it wasn't stolen “by tha by wvwhats tha name a yer ship? If’n ya don’t mind I’ll go an find a spot ta bunk dowvwn aye?”

This place…. was different…. not bad… just…different. He had no recollection of how he had made his way to shore, let alone making it into a forest. In all honesty he was starting to feel agitated at the sheer lack of information he possessed about his current situation. A soft voice calling from the shadow shook him from his thoughts, a most welcome distraction from the unyielding questions self-assaulting his mind. “Uh… Aye, Hello..wvwhere tha hell are wvwe? I seem ta be lost”

That accent- ugh, made Kanaya cringe. An Ampora, maybe? “Aye.” She said, poking fun at the piratey vernacular. “You’ve entered a dreambubble. Have you just realized you were dead or dying? Or sleeping, perhaps.” Whoever it was, she didn’t want to have to deal with comforting a psyched out Ampora. “Do you have a name?”

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“wvwhait wvwhat? Dead or dyin? I dun much like tha sound a that lass... I... wvwill just assume yer yankin’ my chain..”as much as the whole why hello you are dead thing probably made every other wander very comfortable , the news didn't sit well with the esteemed orphaner. He shook his head “anywvway. My name is Admiral Vwvoland “Dualscar” Ampora of tha Alternia Imperial Orphaners, tis a pleasure ta meet ya lass” he topped it off with a bit of a bow as well. “an wvwho do I havwve tha pleasure a talkin to in this... uh Dreambubble?” whatever the hell that was.

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“Yeah?” He questioned, tilting his head.

“What empire would that be? An admiral without one ship let alone a fleet sounds a bit off, mate.” He chuckled, before realizing he’d been in that situation more than once. Clearing his throat, “I,” And doffing his hat, “am Captain Jack Sparrow.”

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“I’m of an Empire ya havwven’t yet heard a, ya could say I’m a bit far from home, a leavwve of absence if’n ya wvwill.” he chuckled low “as fer me ship, wvwhilst tha Absolution is a fine vwvessel she wvwouldn’t exactly fit in wvwell wvwith tha typical ship around here. an I think I drawvw enough attention as it is eh?” for really... how often does one see a violet armor clad fishman downing rum like water?

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Kanaya looked around the dreambubble, a sudden feeling disruption passing. While it didn’t alarm her, she was certainly wondering what had caused it. Come to find, upon glancing into the forest, she was not alone. “Hello.” She called, cupping her hands together. It’d been a day or two since someone else had passed through the bubble.

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This place.... was different.... not bad... just...different. He had no recollection of how he had made his way to shore, let alone making it into a forest. In all honesty he was starting to feel agitated at the sheer lack of information he possessed about his current situation. A soft voice calling from the shadow shook him from his thoughts, a most welcome distraction from the unyielding questions self-assaulting his mind. “Uh... Aye, Hello..wvwhere tha hell are wvwe? I seem ta be lost”

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“Aye.” Jack smiled, nodding. “Tomorrow. Fine a day as any, gives us the time to uh- prepare.”

“Though I must ask,” And though timing was everything, “May I ask just who I’m sailing with, mate? Seem like an honest man, but many do.”

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Fair enough. He had been sharing a drink with a complete stranger after all, “Admiral Vwvoland ‘Dualscar’ Ampora of tha Imperial Orphaners, Don’t mind tha empire part. they don’t hold swvway around these parts” he grinned handing back the bottle “an yerself?”

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Well well, now this was a surprise, Most of the humans met with this proposal ran screaming from the pub… this man had a seat instead, Interesting indeed. "Wvwell a course I havwve some, lad!" he shook the half full bottle in front of him and slid another cup towards the man "Drink up, boy, drink as much as ya like." he poured them both a round "Ta good rum eh?"

Jack smiled, pleased by how pleasant the fishy man seemed. With a wide grin, Jack nodded. “Aye.” He nodded, “To good rum!” Not that there’s bad rum.

Taking his glass, the pirate began drinking, having all of it down in a few seconds. With that, Jack pawed for the bottle and poured himself another glass as he spoke. “So tell be mate, what’s got a ritzy man like you out in a place like this?” Not that Tortuga was actually boring in any manner of the word.

He leaned in close clutching at the bottle and pouring himself a second glass, downing it almost as fast as he poured it, as steady grin washing over his face "Tell me, ya evwver heard a tha Isle a Redrum? tha legend goes a galleon wvwas sunk of tha coast, carrying a full shipment a aged, spiced rum.... Its just sittin there wvwaitin ta be nabbed!"

he leaned back and downed another shot "tha trick is tha waters round the island are jagged and terrible, I could swvwim it but howvw wvwould i carry back all that rum? tha answvwer? I need a ship an crewvw"

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Keeping his back towards the door and the collar of his cloak turned up kept many from seeing the man’s face. He had been here less than a month, seeking a crew, and all he found where cowards! Running away at the mere sight of the Orphaner!

He started his night as he did any other, a bottle of rum ‘procured’ straight from the docks. Then a voice broke his train of thought. a train on just how to collect a crew… “eh? wvwhat? ” he turned to face the man, he peered over his shoulder “Aye I’vwve a seat fer ya… Tell me lad… do ya happen ta like … rum?” he grinned wide.

Jack was godsmacked by the stranger’s deep, gravely voice. Even more strange, he seemed inviting! Hell, he is inviting. Nodding, Jack took a seat. “Aye mate!”

"You wouldn’t happen to have a spot of the stuff on you, would ya of?" He grinned, plopping down.

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Well well, now this was a surprise, Most of the humans met with this proposal ran screaming from the pub... this man had a seat instead, Interesting indeed. "Wvwell a course I havwve some, lad!" he shook the half full bottle in front of him and slid another cup towards the man "Drink up, boy, drink as much as ya like." he poured them both a round "Ta good rum eh?"

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There’d been many rumors in Tortuga, about a man who’d only come out during the night. Thing of it was, he’d been said to look like a sea creature! And what man would look like that, off of Davy Jones’ ship? But that was when Jack saw him.

Drinking what was probably a glass of rum, right in the corner of the tavern. The man was tall, and wore violet shades the captain had only seen on royals. He’d been alone, probably for a good reason. Despite this, Sparrow approached, clearing his throat. “Got room for one more, mate?”