<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 | Noon<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>The Captain, Alvirs, Marisol;<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Old Friends & New faces<br/><hr/><br/>Lawton had been planning on spending his morning/afternoon giving one of his 34 ladies a very deep and thorough examination. After all it had been four years since these darlings had been under his careful watch anything could happen within a space of a week so four years was a lot of ground for him to cover if they had been handled the wrong way. Now he trusted The Captain with his life and more but when it came to the cannons, why there were only two ways of handling them in Lawton's eyes. There was Lawton's way and then every other way imaginable which were all grouped together in the yep you guessed it the WRONG way. However before he could go and inspect each iron-clad lady eagerly waiting for him no doubt he was spotted and called over by First-Mate Liam Scott where he was told to make his way to the Navigation room for a meeting with The Captain.<br/><br/>Lawton's eyes lit up with amusement and general admiration for The Captain, if Captain Courtenay was calling on him then he had no qualms about pushing his inspections at a later time. Giving First-mate Scott a small bow of his head and a murmur of thanks he made his way pass a few sailors down to the middle deck. He knew the ins and outs of this ship. Useful if he wanted some alone  time with one of the many lovelies that he started noticing popping up on this ship. Once more thanking his lucky stars that he was on a ship where the Captain was a gorgeous sea goddess who proved many times over that woman could more than hold their own out at sea.<br/><br/><em>A ship full of women such a sight I never thought I'd see when I was a lad...gods be blessed</em><br/><br/>It wasn't long until he walked into the navigation room with an easy and confident gait. Weapons were still on him but in here there were nothing but friends and shipmates so he doubted he would need em. Upon seeing The Captain Lawton simply placed his hand over his heart and gave her a bow of his head saying, "At your service my Captain."<br/><br/>He knew the Captain understood the lengths of his loyalty and admiration. He made it plainly clear that he would follow no other out to sea no matter the gold and treasures other Captain's offered in return for his rumored skills. When his Captain left him behind on land he stayed there hoping she would return. After Captain Rosette de Courtenay no one else could compare, he couldn't see the same passion and commanding spirit like he saw in her. They failed to inspire him the way she did, if she willed it he would give his life for ship and crew.<br/><br/>He stood off to the side leaning against the wall. Charts were fine and all but he couldn't read em, hell he could barely get the names right. Formal education was never really that high up on his list of things to learn, he could read well enough no to get lost and to navigate a town or shops but books bleh, math he knew well enough on how not to get screwed over, he knew his worth and his money. He'd be a fool otherwise. He watched and listened as the Captain greeted them and asked for their intentions. It was a way for them to get to know one another, Lawton could appreciate the notion. They were a team, a crew they needed to be able to trust one another to a certain extent sure they were pirates but still...<br/><br/>Lawton's eyes raked through the young man who spoke first. He appeared to have met a bit of turmoil that caused him to turn to a life of piracy. It wasn't unheard of, many  a man sought to change his stars to find meaning and glory out at sea. A legendary Captain and ship would likely give the lad a life filled with enough adventure to make his problems fall off his shoulders. Lawton wondered if the Captain would allow the young man to copy and update maps he had. Such a thing was not easy to ask since maps were prized and treasured especially as the accuracy of the map rose. But if the man who he assumed was to be their navigator didn't intend to leave and share the maps with any other crew he saw no reason he shouldn't be allowed to have extra copies. If he was good at his job let him have all the maps he wanted Lawton didn't care or mind.<br/><br/>He waited for a few beats to see if the other men would talk but after a bit he cleared his throat.<br/><br/>"Name's Lawton Townsend might have heard me by the name "Dead Eye" I'm the Master Gunner of The Esperanza. I'm an old hand served under Captain Courtenay for a long time...and when she called on me again I couldn't accept fast enough, I missed the ship, missed the sea, but I'll not sail under anyone other than she," Lawton spoke with a calm, steady voice pointing at their lovely Captain.<br/><br/>"for no one else has earned the right to call for my life at least in my eyes. I intend to make sure all those who roam the seas tremble and despair at the names of The Esperanza and Captain Rosette de Courtenay for the world will know no other ship can fire as fast nor as accurate. I want a life of adventure, my share of gold and glory, I intend to carve my name into these seas. The Captain's will is my goal, my wants will be satisfied following her orders."<br/><br/>Lawton left out the part where he DEFINITELY had no problem following a Captain with such a nice backside to follow, after all who didn't like a woman on top?  The Captain deserved all his respect and that is what she got always and forever. His lustier thoughts were his own and free to be entertained in his head.