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1st Wave

[Down in the depths of Zero sits a sulking, furious squid creature, wrapping his tentacle-like hand around his communicator. Davy Jones has been looking it over for the past day, and is thus far unimpressed. A way to talk to the rest of the crew? What was the point? They had nothing worthwhile to discuss]

Pardon the intrusion of an old pirate captain, but I believe I've requested to see his grace the Admiral, if he so deigns to get his fat arse off the bridge and address my concerns.

Bah - you think a day's stay in the brig will ease th' way of our voyage together? You think your pathetic lot of untested boys, women and slaves is enough to keep Davy Jones at bay for long? You're more of a fool than I'd taken you for.

And the next bilge rat what comes down here prattling on about inmates and other worlds is the next I mark for death.

Riddick - I name ye. Dean Winchester - I name ye too.

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[After watching this with much interest, and no small amount of amusement, she has decided to make contact. Just because she's curious.]

How many did you kill?

[Oh yes, and this is absolutely video, so he gets to clearly see the undead elven woman, blue skin, red glowing eyes and all. She wants to see his reaction to her as well.]

[Davy in turn is suddenly very interested in this creature. At last, someone who matches his temperament and likely suffers from the same idiotic insults he's currently being subjected to. In a rare moment of respect, he touches his hat to her]

Only the one. But what a fuss they made about him.

[She's pleased by the reaction and he gets a slight inclination of her head in return.]

With death being as impermanent as it is here, you'd think they'd take it in stride more often. But overly noble types do so love to be heroic.

Aye. I know the type well. There's nothing so unremarkable as a death here on this Barge, and i'm insulted to be tricked into thinking it matters.

Oh certainly it matters, Captain. It just doesn't last. The one you slew will be feeling it for days.

I would be a fool to imagine he'd learn anything from my lesson.

Likely not anything significant, no. It doesn't make it any less deserved.

As a courier of undead souls, I do my duty to see that all get what they deserve.

[Well now that is interesting to learn.]

You ferry the dead and you end up here? How ironic.

[Davy can only offer a bitterly amused smirk in reply, leaning back against the wall of his cell]

And now yeh see why I am so offended by th' Admiral.

The Admiral seems to have a love of offending. Though as far as I have seen, there is no access to him.

[And she has walked this ship top to bottom, all day, every day.]

No; he would keep himself shut away or face outright mutiny. Wise, for an incompetent grub.

I would use the word 'cowardly' as opposed to wise. Wisdom would involve a far stricter structure to this prison. Which is why his Wardens are routinely and so easily slain.

And yet he cannot even bring himself to come out to investigate. I may not have been the best captain that ever lived, but at least I would have had the sense to stop harm that came to my crew.

You're assuming that he cares. From his distance and his rather cavalier behavior towards his own inept ability to pilot this junk heap, this is more of his own private amusement. The premise is merely so we focus on each other, rather than on him.

If he is inaccessible, then what does it matter?

He has been usurped before. Overridden by a half mechanical girl. If that is possible, then he is not so inaccessible as they would have us believe.

And how was this done?

I am unfamiliar with technologies. Unreliable things in general. You would have to ask her, if she is willing to talk. She used to be one of the jailors prior to that little stunt. But the general idea of it was she attached herself into the controls.

I would speak with her, then. Perhaps she has it within her to bear a repeat performance.

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