Jack Sparrow paced up and down in his cabin.
'They're all out to get me. All except you yeast and lemon... well I suppose rum wasn't initially but I suspect it will be slightly jealous when it finds out about you yeasty.'
With that his door opens, and in the doorway is Bill Turner.
'Are you the yeast man?' enquired Sparrow.
'No Jack, I be the messenger from the beast man. Davy Jones send his regards.'
Turner leapt at Sparrow, shiv in hand, but was tackled to the ground by Mr. Gibbs.
'What are you doing you fool? We're on the same side!' hollered Bootstrap
'Maybe, but Jack is my Captain, and, regardless of deals I needed to make to stay alive, my loyalty will always be to him.'
Turner pushed Gibbs off and turned to face Sparrow... except Captain Jack was nowhere to be found.
'Now if you dont mind, I have a job to do tonight myself.' announced Gibbs.
Has he walked through the door he felt a blade to his throat.
'Oh herro. I heard you were thinking of paying rittle oh me a rittle visit tonight. I don't rike that.... I dont rike that at all.'
The pirate lord slit Mr Gibbs' throat right then and there.
Bazal is dead. He was [FONT="]Joshamee Gibbs. Flying Dutchman aligned Faithful First Mate
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