<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 wasn't the smartest man on the ship. Far from it in fact, he only knew how to fight, how to fuck, how to steal and how to shoot without any work/thinking needing to be involved. Everything else came with varying degrees of effort in the brains department but even he could put together what his Captain wanted when she spoke plainly. If she had used flowering words or complex instructions he might have had a head scratcher but she told them what she wanted.<br/><br/><em>“A merchant vessel is leaving Port-au-Prince tomorrow morning, heading for the port of Marseilles. On board are a number of relics, artefacts from an old world, one of which is special interest to me. We will be intercepting this ship just past the Turks Islands Passage, right before it reaches the open Atlantic. We will recover the artefacts and we will sink the ship. We cannot afford any survivors to tell the tale. Not this time.” </em><br/><br/><br/><em>Recover the artefacts </em><br/><br/><em>Sink the ship</em><br/><br/><em>No survivors</em><br/><br/>These were the goals the Captain set in stone. However it seemed the others had different ideas and slowly Lawton shook his head. This meeting the Captain called for was not a gathering of ideas and tossing them around for the best. No. SHE was telling THEM what they were going to do. From her eyes and her tone there was no compromise. Clearing his throat Lawton waited until all the men finished voicing their ideas and alternatives.<br/><br/>"I believe the Captain already spoke. I don't know anything about getting us to chase our target all I know is how to bring her into the bottom of the ocean. And I shall do that to the best of my ability. But the Captain gave us our orders. We pillage the ship, take her clean of these old dusty artefacts, likely some gold or supplies as well sticky fingers that we all have right? We sink the ship leave no trace she was attacked, ships get lost at sea every day. And kill everyone. Every soul on that ship die be they man or woman. If anyone on this ship has a problem with getting blood on their hands we;"<br/><br/>Lawton chuckled harshly<br/><br/>"..Then I have no idea what they think they were doing setting foot on this boat. If they haven't killed before well...guess we get to be one's to help em cross that off their list. But our orders are clear and we should get on with making up for lost time and worry not about my shooting, just get me within my lovely ladies' range and I'll make sure we never miss. You just make sure to give us the upper hand and making us a hard target to hit. I don't miss, there's a reason the Captain puts up with my spleen about caring for the girls." Lawton said the last part with a wink as he stood up straighter waiting for the Captain to dismiss them. They knew what to do now, she gave her orders, they voiced alternatives and then Lawton reminded them she was not asking but telling them what to do. He waited a bit to see if the Captain had anything else to add or say. Hell she might even smack him and tell him to shut his gob for all he knew.