ext_292780 ([identity profile] commodore-jln.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] stem_the_tide 2007-07-23 04:38 am (UTC)

James turns his chair around to face Sparrow as he makes to exit the cabin, almost- but not quite- glaring. There is no way that now he's accepted Sparrow's offer to be first mate aboard this vessel that he's still keeping him in this cabin. He's about to say something suitably loud and angry when a thought strikes him, and the glare on his face melts into a smirk.

'You know, it seems to me that if you're relying on me to find you a heading, you can't know what it is you want either. Why don't you take a look at the compass, Captain? See where it leads you?'

He snatches the compass from the tabletop, standing smoothly as he does so and holding it out to Sparrow. Sparrow, he is sure, is just as conflicted as he as far as what his true 'heart's desire' is, and the pirate just having had the privelage to see where the compass pointed for James, he considers it only fair that he get the opportunity to see where the needle will spin for Jack Sparrow.

He cocks his head to one side, his gaze sliding from Sparrow to the charts on the table and then back, and steps a bit closer, holding out the compass in invitation.

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