<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/AnjIpk5.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Liam Scott (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300519.msg14691424#msg14691424)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Galley<br/><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | An hour past dawn<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Nancy<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Getting to know the new Chef<br/><hr/><br/>Considering her somewhat tough, and considerably provocative, exterior, watching Nancy fluster was all the more satisfying and reason for Liam to chortle. "Well you are a miss, aintcha?" he said, which was a considerably redundant thing to question; if anything, Nancy had several assets that gave her an undeniable air of femininity. "But very well, Nancy it is. And this will be where you'll be spendin' most your hours. Gotta say, I don't envy you. Feeding seventy-odd foul-mouthed pirates is gonna be a challenge, and when we're past the first few weeks you can bet they'll get even fouler; not all of 'em are used to pickled eggs and dry biscuits as much as this lad."<br/><br/>He jovially patted himself on the belly, but although he was no longer the young God he once had been, his stomach was toned and with little fat to cover it, even if his loose shirt revealed little of it. "I'm hoping there'll be a couple more fishermen aboard this time 'round. Or women! Seems that you ladyfolk are more keen on takin' to sea than I good and well expected when I went searching for fresh blood to put aboard the Esperanza. Not many Captains would be happy to take on<em>any</em>women, but this..."  He gestured, realising that maybe he was being more than a little offensive. Another one of those things you didn't really have with men, although,  he realised, he never really had that issue with Rose, either.<br/><br/>"Well... it'll take some gettin' used to for some of the men," he concluded with a rather sullen expression. He was grateful that Nancy changed the subject, asking about the Captain. Liam's curiosity was piqued by the mention of having something to give to the commander, although he couldn't very well imagine that the newly appointed chef could possibly possess anything that held any value to the redhaired fury. "Aye, I s'pose you could go see her," he said, scratching the back of his head for a moment. "Reckon she'll come seek you out eventually anyway. I'll guarantee you that two days from now, the Cap'n will know you and everyone else by name and what-you're-here-fer, and she'll have figured out how much use you're gonna be to her as well. But... if you're impatient, you best go checking with her in her quarters. Worst she can do is send you away, yeah? Although, if it's something you need, you best check with me instead. Reckon we're gonna need to find someone to assist you, right?"<br/>