Theodore Thomas Tiber, or TTT as his friends called him, was sitting in with the captain in her cabin, arms draped across the chair, near empty bottle of rum in his hand, discussing the plans of the crew.<br/><br/>"I'm telling you mam we need to get some fuel for the engine, that last scrape with the navy was too close, we need to be able to bolt if they come after us again.  Now I'm pretty sure tha..." At this point Gav crashed thru the door.<br/><br/>"Gav what are you do..."  Then Gav made his proclamation. A startled look crossed TTT's face, and looking at his bottle, he saw that there was not much more to be had there.  Turning to the captain he said "mam, fuck what I just said we need rum.  I'm pretty sure that we can find some near here."  He then offered the near empty bottle to Gunner Gav.