⁽ ᵃᵘᵗᵒᵖˡᵃʸ ⁾ really bad eggs

jack sparrow [ a summary ]

     LIONHEART who’s gentle as a lamb

               Octavia had seen the direction that he had been heading before she had interrupted him, and she might have been even more intrusive but she didn’t care.❝I’ll walk with you for a minute. Eyes might find me and I really don’t want that. You look like you know a thing or two about avoiding people who have a bone to pick with you.❞

      Jack didn’t much appreciate being followed, but as she tagged along and his eyes frowned at her he began to think that perhaps he should take this seriously. “What exactly is the kind of trouble you are in, lass?” 

Bring me that horizon.

There ain’t no God on my streets in the heart of the Jungle

                ❝Well then I should have clarified before I engaged in a pretend conversation.❞ Octavia flashed him a sarcastic, borderline obnoxious, smile at him. At least it had worked. It was a good enough distraction for her not to be paid attention to.

   “I quite agree. Always make sure of yourself before hand, so’s to save all th’ confusion an’ what-not.” He nodded, as if he had offered genuine and useful advice and was proud of the fact. “Now if we’re done pretendin’ t’ talk, I am a very busy man.”

❛  HEY– No one ever said that it was a bad thing. No better time than when you’re smashed, actually. It’s Clara, Clara Oswald. What’s yours, pirate ? ❜

     Jack couldn’t help but smile. "I think we’re gonna get along, you an’ I. Sparrow; Captain Jack Sparrow. Delighted t’ ‘ave you pilfer me hidin’ spot.”