voice / written

[thatched]

[it is a little after dinner, and he is in his little boat, lying back and watching the moon over the water, singing low to himself]

O come home my sailor boy
Far over deep gray waves you roam
I've been waiting long long years
To see you come back home.

O come home my sailor boy
Someone else waits for you, too
The glinting muskets at the door
Just say how I loved you

O don't worry sailor boy
I will watch you mount the stand
And when you go, my sailor boy
I'll take your hard cold hand

[after that fades into stillness, he'll write]

Ever felt too strong for anyone's good? Like you're not quite yourself anymore due to circumstances? Offhand, anyone think Davey Jones will grant requests if you end up under with him?

[not that he's thinking of doing anything reckless.]

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Re: voice

[thatched]

[to that he'll sing again]

Bonnie blue, I'll come back to you
No matter how far I sail from your shore
Bonnie blue, I'll come back to you
So we may dance once more.

voice

[song_princess]

[She closes her eyes as he sings, letting out a soft sigh.]

I shall hold you to that. Even that dance if you do not mind dancing with one such as myself.

voice

[thatched]

[he bows though she can't see it]

It will be my honor, sweet lady.

[and then a faint chuckle as he adds]

But we may have to get you stilts.

voice

[song_princess]

The honor would be mine.

[She blinks at his chuckle and returns it with one of her own.]

I could always use my wings.

voice

[thatched]

True enough. Than it's a date, aye?

voice

[song_princess]

Aye, a date it is.