The illustrious Captain Jack Sparrow could easily deal with an extravagant and noisy party. In fact, if there were only two elements of the Capitol that Jack could appreciate more than anything, it was the abundance of top-shelf booze that he'd been given nearly unlimited access to and the massive celebrations they seemed to like to throw. It's mostly the crassly loud and foreign music, coupled with the constant flash of brilliantly bright lights all over, that grates on him and gives him a headache.
And it's the second time that Jack has endured a Crowning. He'd resigned himself to Jolie's fussing with less complaint than the first time around, largely because she'd allowed him to keep his dreadlocks instead of pinning him down and just flat-out cutting his hair off.
Unfortunately the stylist hadn't left them completely untouched -- instead, his hair is pulled away from his face and into what looks like an up-do, accented with a few gold and red fiber-optic dreads. The usual trinkets and beads that decorate his hair are gone too, replaced with a variety of metallic and robotic-y ornaments that are weaved into it. He's pretty sharply dressed overall, as well, and the leather gloves on his hands are lined with ruby red LEDs that light up.
If any of it makes him uncomfortable, which it probably does, Jack has made sure it doesn't show. Instead, the pirate mingles in the crowd and attempts to enjoy himself, despite the pangs of paranoia that sometimes hit him -- it's hard not to remember that at the last Crowning, once the party had ended, all the Tributes had been immediately shuffled off into the Arena and to their eventual death.
Either way it doesn't matter how early or late in the evening it is, Jack saunters about the festivities with his customarily unsteady gait and, of course, an alcoholic drink to his lips. At some point the pirate might accidentally sway too far into someone's personal space, knock his drink against them, and spill it. The rest of the time Jack can be found at the bar, either finishing the tail-end of a fanciful and just barely believable story to a starry-eyed fan, or avoiding the screens that play the Arena match over -- and over -- by staring curiously at a nearby drinking game being played.
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And it's the second time that Jack has endured a Crowning. He'd resigned himself to Jolie's fussing with less complaint than the first time around, largely because she'd allowed him to keep his dreadlocks instead of pinning him down and just flat-out cutting his hair off.
Unfortunately the stylist hadn't left them completely untouched -- instead, his hair is pulled away from his face and into what looks like an up-do, accented with a few gold and red fiber-optic dreads. The usual trinkets and beads that decorate his hair are gone too, replaced with a variety of metallic and robotic-y ornaments that are weaved into it. He's pretty sharply dressed overall, as well, and the leather gloves on his hands are lined with ruby red LEDs that light up.
If any of it makes him uncomfortable, which it probably does, Jack has made sure it doesn't show. Instead, the pirate mingles in the crowd and attempts to enjoy himself, despite the pangs of paranoia that sometimes hit him -- it's hard not to remember that at the last Crowning, once the party had ended, all the Tributes had been immediately shuffled off into the Arena and to their eventual death.
Either way it doesn't matter how early or late in the evening it is, Jack saunters about the festivities with his customarily unsteady gait and, of course, an alcoholic drink to his lips. At some point the pirate might accidentally sway too far into someone's personal space, knock his drink against them, and spill it. The rest of the time Jack can be found at the bar, either finishing the tail-end of a fanciful and just barely believable story to a starry-eyed fan, or avoiding the screens that play the Arena match over -- and over -- by staring curiously at a nearby drinking game being played.