<div class="floatleft">(https://static.tvgcdn.net/mediabin/galleries/shows/a_f/bi_bp/black_sails/season1/black-sails-09.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Lawton "Dead Eye" Townsend<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Esperanza, Port Royal<br/><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | Morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everyone; Penny specifically; Open<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Already making love to beautiful women (The cannons)<br/><hr/><br/>Making his way towards the Docks Lawton checked his bag making sure that he had his cards, dice, clothing, personal weapons that were not already on his body and various other items he tossed in. He checked his purse of coin openly carried with a few scant coins, the one he knew pickpockets would go far and die when they tried and checked his real coin purse that carried a healthy amount of coin since he was not going to risk going back to his hidden cache of the spoils he'd earned. This was enough for now. He had been staying at a boarding house renting one room that he usually paid with someone else's coin taking bets. It was a nice enough place but nothing to brag about. Leaving couldn't be easier. Leather boots announced his departure to the madam that ran the place and Lawton slipped her a few extra coins and a wink as he kissed her hand, he had already paid his debts the day before not wanting to have to deal with his coin before leaving. It would be safe here where no one but he could find it. Taking one last inventory he checked the many, and boy were their many different daggers strapped to his body all of varying degrees of length, sharpness and for different uses, blades were good for many things and he had different daggers for them all with most in easy to reach places. His cutlass was at his hip, the short, thick sabre was not new but it certainly wasn't battered. His pistols were in his bag no need to carry them openly yet. Feeling confident that he wasn't missing anything he set off for a new adventure. With brown pants, black leather boots, a wide cloth and leather belt and a dark green tunic, a few rings on his fingers and leather bracers on his arms he looked very much the pirate that he was.<br/><br/><br/>The smell of the ocean as Lawton stepped onto the<em>Esperanza</em>somehow felt stronger once he set foot on deck. He closed his eyes savoring the warm feeling within him. He was finally home. When the Captain left on her own Lawton had been thrown into a spiral of depression. He lost his shipmates, his captain and his meaning for doing anything.Where else would he find a ship as fine as the<em>Esperanza </em>? Why even her very name..nectar to the lips and where would he find a captain capable of matching Captain Courtenay and never would he find he was equally willing to follow. His loyalty was not so easily bought and Captain Courtenay had impressed him far more than any captain he had ever served under before. Being a woman she had to work two or three times more than any man, pirate or not this world was not so fond of women in power and Lawton enjoyed how his Captain simply trampled the traditional notions of the world. Opening his eyes he saw his lovely Captain with her left and right hand men at her sides.<br/><br/>He was glad to see some familiar faces in a sea of new comers. The Captain beautiful red hair and all commanding presence even without speaking, Liam the old hand grinning like a loon, he knew the man was elated to be back under the eyes of the Captain. Flicking over to Alvirs he saw that already something had gotten under his skin but couldn't hear what the man was saying. He saw a dark curly haired woman talking to the Captain but what took his attention was the long-bore musket she had. He shifted his bag on his shoulder as a grin spread across his face. Already there was the familiar hustle as men set to working getting ready to set sail. Boots on the deck were music to his ears though he could hear someone playing a flute somewhere trying to make the hard work bearable with a jaunty tune. Lawton hummed along with the classic Yo, Ho, Ho, and a Bottle of Rum tune being played as he watched those above with the captain.<br/><br/><em>Ah another sharpshooter eh? Can't wait to see what this one can do..hope she's as skilled as she is pretty and if she's even more so then...well I'll be damned...</em><br/><br/>His eyes roved over to the dark skinned man who announced that he would be taking inventory. He raised his eyebrows wondering where the Captain or Liam found this one but knew that the man must be good at his job if he was on this ship. In his mind if you were on the this ship you were one of three things, the best at what you do, meat shields/extra hands for sailing or you had the potential to be more than an average sailor. And that man's body alone made it clear he was not cannon fodder. Lawton grew up on the streets watching people and how they moved was necessary when you were going to rob them without them knowing it, and he could see that clearly.<br/><br/>And just as he was thinking there was more to the dark skinned man did another strange sight greet him. He should have seen him, Lawton should have been aware enough to notice him but the man was quiet..watching..before moving off Lawton made sure to memorize his face it wasn't one he'd seen very often. Dark black hair and oval shaped eyes he definitely felt that there was more to<em>this </em>man too. Making Lawton grin, it seemed things would be very interesting on the<em>Esperanza</em>this time around...more so than usual which meant he was in for a grand adventure!<br/><br/>A beautiful woman sat in the shade but had<strong> FUCK OFF</strong>written all over her face and while Lawton was never one to run away from a challenge he had some things to do, besides it seemed a young man was willing to poke the angry swordswoman.<br/><br/>However before he went below to the gun deck he wanted to see who was playing that tune. After following his ears and playing hot or cold for a bit he found a stunningly beautiful woman sitting perched up on a barrel dressed in a corset and brightly coloured skirts he made sure to make a mental note to thank his lucky stars at night that he was on board a ship that did not mind filling it with beautiful, beautiful women.<br/><br/>Gods he would hate to be stuck on a ship with nothing but men which was sometimes what he had to do but thankfully hadn't since serving under Captain Courtenay.<br/><br/>Making his way towards her he fished out a few coins hoping to be favored with a smile with the beautiful woman. He was a sucker for a women. Passing by her he placed the coins down on the bit of barrel space she was not taking up as he bowed his head and flashed a smile saying before moving away "A token of thanks for gracing the ship with your music and beauty. The voyage shall surely be all the more enjoyable with both of them here on this ship now. I look forward to seeing what else you can do"<br/><br/>With that he gave her a bright smile once more, he wanted nothing more than to flirt and make her laugh but he had a woman or rather several women that needed his attentions and loving. In fact he had 34 women that needed pleasing and when Lawton saw the first beauty he set his bag down running his hands along her surface.<br/><br/>"Ahhhh how long has it been Mary since you last had my touch? I see you Anne, and you Flora, and how could I ever forget you Charlotte? Ladies ladies...please I know I know it's been so long since you've all had my loving embrace and I promise to service and handle each one of you ladies with the care and the love you all deserve but first you know I must take care of your mistress. Yes..yes.." Lawton spoke to each of the cannons he passed by not caring what anyone over heard. He had a name for each of the 34 different cannons, all of them were different and had their own personalities at least to Lawton. Some of them were hotheads and overheated faster than the others. Some where more focused and thirsted for revenge and thus they were more accurate. But none of them, none of them could compare to his lady love. Matilda. Matlida was the best cannon of them all, accurate, powerful and by far the most reliable. She was his queen, she had been the cannon he first started with when he first joined as a boy and he learned everything from her. This was his ritual and it always worked. Their names told him what they needed and how they needed to be handled. They wanted to be cared for right, if not then the ladies got mad and accident happened. Some might find his little quirk strange but when they saw how his methods worked and saved all their lives in the middle of a navel fight well then...who was the crazy one talking to cannons now?<br/><br/>Gunnery was like making love to a beautiful woman. You couldn't just ram stuff in her,  handle her roughly, and not properly work her over and expect her to fire off without a hitch. No that wouldn't do at all. A gunner was...an artist and his work should be done (when permitted of course) like a ritual or a ceremony. It was a dance, a play that ended with a big bang!<br/><br/>Touching the cannon that he manned he said "I am here Matilda..no don't cry...it is our enemies who should weep so..for they can not best you, The Captain and The<em>Esperanza</em>. Their gold, their very lives are now ours. We shall take everything they have to offer...see the world once more and together we shall carve our greatness into the stones of legend! When they hear that Dead-eye sails the seas once more they shall cower in fear for no man or team is better than we once we get these new men and women up to snuff. You just let ol Lawton take care of you ladies. I'll teach these lads how they should be handling all you ladies."<br/><br/>As he looked over Matilda he saw that he had not been alone down here in fact, there appeared to be a young boy? girl? with a belaying pin and two dead rats next to her.<br/><br/>She was young very young but Lawton only asked curiously "To whom do I have the pleasure of speaking to youngling? And I take it you are not a stowaway unless you were trying to save those rats for later? Just curious but what role do you play here on the ship?"