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[And this early evening, the journal will pick up the sound of one small British girl muttering to herself.]

Well, this is very rude. It didn't snow last autumn, you know. I think I ought to complain.

[Huff. Followed by a small ow, barely heard. And silence. Then finally:]

Oh! [And the journal is picked up finally. Because you, the townsfolk, should know the answer to this question. Clearly.] Did we get visited by aliens in the night? I think I've been experimented on. [Okay, that is totally the best thing ever.] I hope they looked like Elvis clones.

Has anyone seen my cat?

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As often as you can, especially if it paints your own situation in the best possible light! That there's a rule for becoming famous!

Well, if it's a rule, then I simply must follow it.

[We're not quite sure how deadpan and melodrama can mix, but she'll give it a good try.]

Aye. Oooooor break it. Because you know what they say about rules, eh?

That there's far too many of them and they do no one any good?

Katie, your parents were sensible people. Raised you with all sorts of modest values. I applaud them!

[Hee.] I bet they'd love to know I'm on a pirate crew.

Any parent would be proud to have a child on Captain Jack Sparrow's crew! It's a mark of grand success. You should never forget that, lass.

[She won't. While she has a say in it, anyway. But she can't really say that, so she just beams.]

Do you think we can go sailing some time soon?

Soon! Aye. 'S more dangerous in this sort of weather, you know. [That being said, Jack does not sound in the LEAST worried.] Might take a bit of doing to clear the ice from the rigging as well.

Oh! I could do it. I'm sure it wouldn't take me more than a month or two.

...maybe a lot less if I'm really concentrating.

Ooooor you could let me do it before we set out. Do you not mind the cold, cabin girl?

Well, I suppose it's all right. It's never cold at all where I come from.

Which is where? [He is already planning on acquiring for her a GIGANTIC WARM COAT.]

Paris. They have very nice croy-sants. [Or croissants. Whatever. >.>]

Ooooh! Myself, I like the chocolate-y croy-sants! The flaky ones! And they're ever so easy to carry about in one's pockets!

Yes! But you need to be careful how long you leave them there, or they might get eaten by ants. Or muggers.

Ants?! There's no vermin in my pockets, darling. Not...not just now, anyhow.

[And he IS a mugger, pretty much, and not really afraid of OTHER muggers.]

Do you often get vermin in your pockets, then?

Only in prison.

Perhaps you should wear things without pockets when you get arrested, then.

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[action] SOB DW I didn't get this notif DX

hahaha it's okay

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