Wednesday Night Long After Dark-- Serenity Cove

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Phoebe had been swimming around the island again. The earlier conversations had been a mixture of upsetting and relaxing. Barbossa had even sung to her and then had given her rum. It made her feel a little better.

She had talked with River and Jane later and had found out that Jane had lived in interesting historical times and that River was really intrigued by what had happened.

After talking to them, she had decided to swim out further from the island and do some exploring out there. She was now off the coast at Serenity Cove. The lights of the town and the school were tiny spots in the darkness, and she kept looking over her shoulder as she swam out to darker water and explored.

She would hear if anyone called for her, though.




[[OOC: Come play with MerPhoebe. Responses may be slow as the heat has made me really tired and ill. But there will be responses.]]

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Phoebe grinned. "Could you really?"

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"I don't see why not." Archie mulled this over for a moment, trying to pick a song because Barbossa beat me to the other one. "Ah. I have it!"

He cleared his throat and began:

"There was a gay young farmer,
Who liv'd on Salisbury plain;
He lov'd a rich Knight's daughter dear!
And she lov'd him again.
The Knight he was distressed,
That they should sweethearts be.
So he had the farmer soon pressed,
And sent him off to sea.
Singing Rule Britannia,
Britannia rules the waves
Britons never, never, never shall be slaves . . .

'Twas on the deep Atlantic,
Midst Equinoctial gales;
This young farmer fell overboard
Among the sharks and whales;
He disappeared so quickly,
So headlong down went he,
That he went out of sight
Like a streak of light
To the bottom of the deep blue sea.
Singing Rule Britannia,
Britannia rules the waves
Britons never, never, never shall be slaves . . .

We lowered a boat to find him,
We thought to see his corse,
When up to the top he came with a bang,
And sang in a voice so hoarse,
'My comrades and my messmates,
Oh, do not weep for me,
For I'm married to a mermaid,
At the bottom of the deep blue sea.'
Singing Rule Britannia,
Britannia rules the waves
Britons never, never, never shall be slaves . . .

He said that as he went down,
Great fishes he did see;
They seemed to think as he did wink,
That he was rather free.
But down he went so quickly,
Saying, ''Tis all up with me,'
When he met a lovely mermaid
At the bottom of the deep blue sea.
Singing Rule Britannia,
Britannia rules the waves
Britons never, never, never shall be slaves . . .

She came at once unto him,
And gave him her white hand,
Saying, 'I have waited long, my dear,
To welcome you to land.
Go to your ship and tell them,
You'll leave them all for me;
For you're married to a mermaid
At the bottom of the deep blue sea.'
Singing Rule Britannia,
Britannia rules the waves
Britons never, never, never shall be slaves . . .

The wind was fair, the sails set,
The ship was running free;
When we all went to the captain bold,
And told what we did see.
He went unto the ship's side,
And loudly bellowed he,
'Be happy as you can, my man,
At the bottom of the deep blue sea.'
Singing Rule Britannia,
Britannia rules the waves
Britons never, never, never shall be slaves!"

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Phoebe grinned and applauded happily. "Oh, I like that one. You and Barbossa should sing tohether sometime."

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Archie laughed. "The pirate has a better voice than I do. It's worth considering though, especially now that I've no particular obligations barring me from associating with pirates."

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"Pirates aren't always that bad," she agreed. "I think the two of you would make a great team."