<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 | Argus | Marisol<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Catching up<br/><hr/><br/>He had no idea how the old sea-devil had snuck aboard the Esperanza, but by Neptune, was Liam glad that Argus had found it in him to stumble back into their lives! Even the reek of alcohol could not deter him in showcasing a wide, toothy grin, his attention briefly deviating from the lovely new chef of the pirate ship to the broad-shouldered man before him, a man who brought a tidal wave of good memories with him that came washing over the First mate at the mere sight of his bushy-bearded, dishevelled appearance.<br/><br/>"Well I'll be damned, how did you get in 'ere without me seein ye?"  Liam looked him over, and a slight frown accosted his features. "You look like the Kraken itself came up from the depths below, swallowed you down, chewed you up and spat you back out again. The Cap'n won't stand for it, lad."<br/><br/>He took the bottle of rum, prying it from Argus' fingers, though not to drink but to put aside on a shelf straight behind Liam, good and well out of reach of the infamous brewer. In the cramped confinements - with so many bodies inside the galley, anyway - the smell of stale alcohol was rapidly becoming pungent. Liam, with a look of genuine plea in his eyes, turned back to Nancy. He was briefly distracted by the sight of Marisol, but although the man seemed intent on intruding, he just as rapidly vanished as he had appeared. The fact that he seemed to be talking to himself made Liam worry that for once his intuition had abandoned him in hiring a quartermaster; thinking back to when they had spoken in the tavern however, Marisol had shown a vastly more competent side to himself. Liam could only pray this his behaviour spawned from dedication alone.<br/><br/>"Miss Goldworth - pardon, Nancy - would you as be so kind to find somethin' that might help our good friend Argus sober up before our dear Captain catches sight of his sorry ass? I don't care what you have to do to see it happen. I'd hang 'im out to dry meself," he said, and that optimistic grimace returned as Liam crossed his bulky arms, looking back at the swaggering pirate. "But I'm gettin' too old to be keelhaulin' pirates."