[ The thing is, Jack's played this game before. Playing keep away with a key. Except, last time, it was with the Key to the Chest to the Heart of Davy Jones and his opponents were both William Turner and James Norrington. And he won that round. ]
You must be mistaken, mate. This be my key to my room.
[ This time, however, the stakes are much lower, but his opponent is Hector Barbossa, a man Jack technically has beaten before -- but with a great deal of cheating on the side.
Not to mention that his sway, always a bit more prominent after long stretches of time on the sea, is made a bit longer from his pure exhaustion. And so when Hector sticks his freakishly long leg into the precarious arrangement of Jack's own, it doesn't take much for his balance to finally give up.
He hits the ground hard (and with a loud curse) and the suddenness of it all is enough for him to lose his grip on the key. After all, this one doesn't have a nice string attached it -- there's no easy purchase to the key but the key itself. And it goes clattering out of his hand and out of his reach.
But Hector himself isn't out of range yet. And, instead of scrambling after the key, Jack goes after Hector. He grabs onto one of Hector's leg and he pulls. After all, Hector's got a lot longer to fall than Jack has, and it may give Jack a chance to re-obtain the key before Hector's equally freakishly long arms can grab onto it. ]
too bad, i'm here to stay
You must be mistaken, mate. This be my key to my room.
[ This time, however, the stakes are much lower, but his opponent is Hector Barbossa, a man Jack technically has beaten before -- but with a great deal of cheating on the side.
Not to mention that his sway, always a bit more prominent after long stretches of time on the sea, is made a bit longer from his pure exhaustion. And so when Hector sticks his freakishly long leg into the precarious arrangement of Jack's own, it doesn't take much for his balance to finally give up.
He hits the ground hard (and with a loud curse) and the suddenness of it all is enough for him to lose his grip on the key. After all, this one doesn't have a nice string attached it -- there's no easy purchase to the key but the key itself. And it goes clattering out of his hand and out of his reach.
But Hector himself isn't out of range yet. And, instead of scrambling after the key, Jack goes after Hector. He grabs onto one of Hector's leg and he pulls. After all, Hector's got a lot longer to fall than Jack has, and it may give Jack a chance to re-obtain the key before Hector's equally freakishly long arms can grab onto it. ]