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[malachai]

All things considered, Nick thought as he walked back through the corridor towards the pirate door, he probably shouldn't have brought a vampire with him. In his defense, his intentions had been wholly honorable. He knew Bella was having issues with boredom here - being completely unable to sleep she had a lot of hours to fill.

When he'd found the door that opened into a cabin on a pirate ship, he'd thought she'd have a good time. And they had.

Until two of the lackeys got into over something stupid and they'd both drawn swords. They'd taken their swipes at each other and really, it had all been straightforward enough. They weren't all that skilled at it.

Unfortunately, unskilled equated blood being drawn. Lots of blood being drawn.

Bella had good control, exceptional control, but an alcoholic into a vat of whiskey and bad things will happen.

He'd been able to use his powers to bind her and his strength to carry her back through the door and carry her through the hotel to the door to her forest. He didn't know how she'd fare running through the forest in the pirate wench's outfit he'd found in the cabin for her, but at least she wouldn't have human blood in her system and he wouldn't be disposing of a body. He felt he owed as much to Edward...even if he wasn't here, even if this Bella wasn't the same as the one he knew on the island.

Now that she was off hunting, he was in the mood to get back to some piracy.

Find Nick headed back to the pirate door in full pirate gear, with eyepatch. You can also find Bella coming out of a different door wearing her own pirate gear but probably with a few leaves and twigs in her hair and blood on her clothes.

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[freezedout]

If Isaac were human, he'd still be nursing some wounds from winding up in hell-in-paradise with Adam, but seeing as the wolf has helped to heal him, he's lucky to avoid that issue. Still, he's a little wary, so when Nick walks by him wearing some really weird clothes, he kind of sits up and takes notice. "Uh," he gapes. "What the hell? Costume party or something?"

[malachai]

Nick laughed. "I should probably say something like 'avast' but unless I'm actually on the ship, that just makes me sound like a fucking poser. Found a door that goes to a pirate ship and I've always been a 'when in Rome' sort when I visit a place."

[freezedout]

"You should be careful about saying 'when in Rome'," Isaac points out mildly with a gesture at the pirate clothes. "Because I'm pretty sure that there's a door to Rome and if you turn up there wearing that, they might crucify you."

[malachai]

"I got news for you kid, they'd crucify me no matter what. Knee boots and eye patches would just make sure it happened without a trial," Nick grinned. "I'd heard about the Rome door, the haunted house one, too, but I never came across either one. I couldn't resist a little pirate time and, lets face it, the eye candy alone is worth the trip."

[freezedout]

Isaac hasn't exactly tried, but there's a part of him that's curious to step through the door and see what history books can't teach him. Maybe the next time he has an essay due, he'll take a brief vacation over there. "I'm sorry, what?" he asks dubiously. "Pirate? Like, what, a world of pirates and eyepatch stores?"

[malachai]

"Not even close. Think ships and cannons and swashbuckling, though to be honest, I still have no fucking idea what swashbuckling means. The door I found opens into a cabin on a pirate ship. Found this," he stopped to indicate the outfit he was wearing, "in one of the closets."

[freezedout]

"Seriously." Isaac's getting used to dealing with weird crap in his life and he's not saying he wants to go back to getting locked in the freezer and digging up graves, but at least he knew what to expect, there. This is kind of freaky and it's making him want to head back to Beacon Hills. That's saying something. "So, you're what? Swashbuckling in some pirate universe?"

[malachai]

"Assuming I'm using the right definition of swashbuckling, then yes. I'd say it's weird, but all you have to do is go outside and look up. That kind of puts everything here at a starting level of freaky, not much of a stretch from there to opening a door onto a ship out to sea when you think about it."

[freezedout]

Isaac works his way from where he's lying sprawled on the settee onto his feet, shrugging his shoulders like he's got nothing better to do. "Okay," is all he says. "Let's see it, then."

[malachai]

"Come on then, pup," Nick cackled and headed back down the hallway. "Let's see how you fare on the open seas."

He waited a beat, took a few steps, then shot a look over his shoulder. "If I sound as ridiculous as I think I do, keep it to yourself. Got it?"

[freezedout]

He'd object to the name, but he supposes it fits. He has been a wolf barely a year, so he's still a puppy as far as that goes, even if he'd rip anyone's throat out if they weren't his friend and they said it. "I'm going to take pictures," he says, evenly and without batting an eyelash. "I'll be able to blackmail you to someone eventually."

[malachai]

"Ah, but blackmail implies that I'd care about anything embarrassing," Nick laughed and headed him towards the door. "More than likely I'll buy the copy and make a poster out of it."

[freezedout]

"We'll wallpaper the lobby," Isaac says, wandering after Nick. He hesitates once they get to the door. "So, how do pirates cope with...let's say, things they don't understand. The plank?"

[legendthatwas]

One did get used to the weird shit around here, including, apparently, half-demons roaming about in pirate fancy dress, of the sort that was popular about two or three years ago in Martha's subjective time. Didn't mean it wasn't still cute.

"Call me a wench and we're done, Captain Jack Sparrow," she said, looking up from her book as Nick passed on the corridor, seemingly out of nowhere (that was more of the weird shit, but Martha was very used to that kind of thing, knowing the Doctor).

[malachai]

Nick was already laughing before he turned around to face her. "I'd never think of doing such a thing," he commented with a low bow that made the sword on his him clang slightly. "At least, not dressed the way you are. If I can get you into striped skirts and corsets, I may not be able to help myself."

His eyes were bright with teasing when he raised his head to meet her eyes.

[legendthatwas]

The sword made Martha blink, because it sounded real, She smiled, though, figuring that Nick probably knew how this kind of thing worked, considering his previous occupation. Hopefully.

She smirked slyly back at him. "Corset I might do, if it wasn't laced too tight. But I look terrible in stripes, not going to lie to you. I take it you've been on the seas?" She'd heard about the doors, but had tried not to worry too much about them unless she got in there by accident.

[malachai]

"I have been. Opened a door right onto a pirate ship and, I mean, come on? Who could resist that? I went through with a friend of mine but she had to bow out when a sword fight broke out." His words ran out and he had to give his head a little shake. "Okay, any second now I'm going to stop mentally picturing the corset."

[legendthatwas]

"You look like you had time to prep, though. Get in the role or something." Martha eased to standing and swept Nick a little curtsey, just for the hell of it. She grinned cheekily at him as he looked a little dazed. "Easy, tiger. Eyes up here."

[malachai]

"What, this? Found it on the ship and performed a little piracy of my own," he said as he returned his eyes to hers without any remorse for being caught visualizing. Really, the curtsey hadn't helped any, either, nor had the superimposed memories of her Halloween costume. "When in Rome, right?"

[legendthatwas]

"You're lucky it doesn't reek like a week-old bin," Martha felt compelled to point out, "if you found it on the ship." But she was still teasing him--and it was, actually, rather startling that Nick didn't smell of anything more than a little sweat, a little blood, and a little rum. "Though maybe you got the only pirates with a washing machine."

[malachai]

"It did when I first found it, but apparently my powers can be used for good as well as for evil," he shot back with another wicked little grin. "Who knew?"

He had been working hard the past month on control over the demon inside him and it had left him exhausted more often than not, but there'd been improvement. A lot of it. Being on a ship filled with pirates, and wenches, had shown him that much.

[legendthatwas]

Martha laughed, truly amused. "Now that's a useful power. We could stand to have that in A&E to tidy things up," she admitted, with a wink. "Do you even know how to use that sword?"

That was a little more than teasing, really, but she figured Nick could take it.

[malachai]

"Perfected it out of my utter loathing of anything to do with ironing," Nick teased back then, laughing heartily, bowed deep and returned her wink. "Love, I've forgotten more about swordplay than most will ever hope to learn."

He added an eyebrow waggle in there for good measure.

[legendthatwas]

Martha snorted incredulously, following it with laughter as she found herself unable to keep a straight face. "Oh my god," she said, shaking her head and looking down at the floor before looking back up at Nick. "You'd have to show me for me to believe that story."

[malachai]

When he straightened, he had his hand over his heart. "Don't toy with my affections, Martha. I've wanted nothing more than to give you a demonstration of what I can do with a sword."