The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Navigation Room]
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				Title: <strong>The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Navigation Room]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dominique</strong> on <strong>22-02-2019, 08:07:47</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Navigation Room</strong></span></span><br><hr><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><em>The Meeting Room for the senior crew of the Esperanza. Meetings can be called by the Captain or any other officer. Or, if you're feeling very bold, as a secret meeting room for anyone else.</em></span><br><br>(https://i.imgur.com/x7UKFQI.jpg)</div><br><br><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Links to Other Threads</strong></span></span></strong></span><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Out of Character Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300545.0)<br>Accepted Characters (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300519.0)</span><br><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">IC Threads</span></strong><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">The Esperanza - Top Deck (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300620.0)</span><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">The Esperanza - Middle Deck (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300994.0)</span><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">The Esperanza - Lower Deck (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300995.0)</span><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">The Esperanza - Captain's Quarters (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300996.0)</span><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">The Esperanza - Navigation Room (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300997.0)</span><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Erotic Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=301003.0)</span><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Event Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=302780.0)</span><br><br><br></span></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Navigation Room]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dominique</strong> on <strong>01-03-2019, 22:24:02</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 20pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Game Master</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/FsSwBxR.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Captain Rosette de Courtenay (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300519.msg14691423#msg14691423)<br><strong>Time &amp; Date: Day 1 | Noon</strong><br><strong>Location:</strong> Navigation Room, Middle Deck<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Alvirs | Lawton | Marisol | Devon<br><hr><br>It was an unconventional way of hiring a crew, even Rose was aware of that. To begin a journey without knowing most of her senior staff was a risk, of course, but she was bold enough to be willing to take that risk. From what she had garnered in the two hours since their departure, her new quartermaster and sailsman were capable men, capable and experienced in the position Liam had assigned them. Whether they would suit the Esperanza in the long run remained to be seen, but Rosette expected to learn more about the two newcomers in this meeting she had set up, here in the navigation room. Lawton and Alvirs would attend as well of course, and while she was sure that Liam had many questions too, she had commanded him to oversee the top deck while they busied themselves in one of the largest and most private rooms of the ship. Rose knew she could trust them like she could trust no other, not even Alvirs. Liam Scott was a dependable, loyal, and perhaps not honest -he was a pirate after all- but a very trustworthy man, one who would die for his captain, nay, for anyone who proved themselves worthy of his respect. <br><br>Which was exactly why she had left him behind, those four years ago. <br><br>Rose was certain that he’d felt betrayed when she had abandoned Liam along with the rest of the grew at port, taking only Alvirs with her and a handful of nameless sailors who she neither knew or cared to know. He’d never learned the true reason, and it made him all the more admirable for returning without a word or a fuss when she called upon his aid, four years later. The same could be said for Lawton, who she knew would have questions. He was a laidback, no nonsense, slightly peculiar man -at least when around his beloved cannons- but Rose had a special place in her pirate heart for him as well. She would see if their two new assets would be deserving of such an honour, too. <br><br>When the four men arrived, one by one, each summoned by the first mate, Rose was hunched over one of her precious maps. They were valuable things, all the more because the ones in her possessions were considerably more accurate, more complete than most. They also didn’t isolate themselves to conventional waters; the Esperanza had seen the ends of many seas, braved stormy waters and places only heard of in legend. Rose, like no other, knew that there was more to stories than most people would ever be aware of; she’d met fantastical creatures and found mythical treasures. And she intended to do so again, with these men by her side. These men, and the seventy more folk currently working to send the Esperanza to deeper waters. <br><br>She looked up at the first to enter, her hands pressing palm down upon the sides of the table, bearing the weight of her lithe frame. A golden statuette shape, bearing the rough resemblance of their pirate ship, pinpointed their current location. She was standing, and while there were a few, but not enough, chairs in the room, it was expected that their subordinates would remain on their feet for as long as the Captain refrained from sitting down. <br><br>“I’m glad you’re all here,” she said once the last had closed the door behind them. Rose would be sharing no pressng secrets, but she cared little to have everything spoken within these walls to be gossiped across all decks before the meeting had even concluded by all too curious little deckswabs, or whoever was near enough to eavesdrop. “Seeing as how some of you have spent less than a quarter day upon the Esperanza, it seemed that proper introductions are in order. Pardon my rudeness,” she said gracefully, and Rose straightened her back, abandoning her bent forward position to look the four men in the eyes, one by one, lingering on Devon and Marisol considerably longer. “But I’d like for you all to share your intentions upon this ship. Should you feel comfortable, then by all means, tell me why you’ve come aboard in the first place. But since Mister Scott saw you fit to join, I can only assume that your reasons were acceptable, to say the least.” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Navigation Room]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>02-03-2019, 02:39:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51JuEU6%2B-lL._SX466_.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Devon Black<br><strong>Location:</strong> Esperanza, Navigation Room, Middle Deck<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | Noon<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> The Captain | Alvirs | Lawton | Marisol <br><strong>Content:</strong> Trying not to drool on the captain or her charts<br><hr>"I am also, pardon the pun, a man adrift," Devon began, tearing his eyes away from the table.&nbsp; It astonished him that he'd been fixated on the map, rather than the captain's well presented cleavage.&nbsp; "My life was carefully planned out and without any warning, those plans dissolved like a morning mist, leaving me with nothing.&nbsp; I seek purpose, captain and, god willing, with this ship I have found it."<br><br>He paused, considering.&nbsp; "I have a certain set of skills.&nbsp; I intend to put them to good use, charting this ship's course and steering her safely through whatever troubles she encounters.&nbsp; I can pass many of those skills on to those new to the sea.&nbsp; I<em> thought</em> I had a good set of maps, until I laid eyes on this one.&nbsp; With your permission, at your convenience, I'd like to go over them with you so that I can update mine.&nbsp; I know from past experience the issues that can arise from using incorrect charts."<br><br>He looked at the others in the room self-consciously, wondering if he'd said too much about where he'd come from.&nbsp; He wasn't exactly ashamed that he'd learned his trade in the Royal Navy; he just wasn't planning on screaming it from the forecastle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Navigation Room]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>El Maligno</strong> on <strong>03-03-2019, 20:55:21</strong>
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				<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 &amp; 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&nbsp; 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>&nbsp; <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&nbsp; 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?&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Navigation Room]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>04-03-2019, 18:06:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://marriedbiography.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/02/Michael-Jai-White-4.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Marisol (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300519.msg14691583#msg14691583)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Navigation Room <em>Esperanza</em><br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | Noon<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> The Captain, Alvirs, Lawton<br><strong>Content:</strong> Captain's guard<br><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp;Marisol looked at the Captain, with his hands coming together in a prayer-like fashion as he bowed to her.&nbsp; He took her in with his eyes and mind for numbers he had the same one for beauty as well but she was their captain and had her choice of men and women for that matter.&nbsp; He wasn’t looking around for that benefit,&nbsp; even though from the looks of her he would never turn it down if it were offered.&nbsp; But his focus was to get to their next port deal with his assignment and be back on the boat before anyone was the wiser.&nbsp; He listed to the man and his designs on viewing her charts, he wondered if that was all he wanted to view, but it wasn’t his choice in the matter on either so.&nbsp; He kept those particular thoughts to himself as he looked over the others.&nbsp; Did Devon want a purpose?&nbsp; Steering a ship in search of gold wasn’t purposeful enough?&nbsp; Hmm sounded fishy but he would give him the benefit of the doubt as he expected in return.<br><br>Lawton had a way about him that garnered Marisol’s attention and he smirked as he was sure they would have to get to know one another considering he needed to get him the supplies that would help to keep Marisol and the others alive.&nbsp; Yes, Lawton would easily be in the dark-skinned man’s good graces.&nbsp; Even though Marisol was more than an adept hand-to-hand combatant given he was also an assassin, but even he couldn’t fight a cannonball so the distance pieces needed to be handled by someone one a bit more skilled in it.&nbsp; Even still he was a bean counter, but he was an efficient bean counter as well as skilled enough to kill you with said beans.&nbsp; He liked as they all seemed to be willing to follow the captain into the drink.&nbsp; He wasn’t sure if his loyalty was so deep as he liked his life and liked living it.&nbsp; If their fair leader was willing to make sure he had fun living it, he had no problems following her.<br><br>He smirked as his own deep baritone chimed in.&nbsp; “I am the Quartermaster Marisol, I keep the shipped stocked and supplied.&nbsp; Don’t touch my cats, they save your food from other pests.&nbsp; If you don’t like the way I am doing something, come ask and I will explain my logic.&nbsp; My goal is the captain’s wishes for provisions.&nbsp; If you need something personal or extra come see me and I will see what I can do.&nbsp; Within this ship, your life is my goal and I try to provide some comforts, if your comforts come at the cost of life…your comforts will be removed.&nbsp; Work with me.&nbsp; I will work with you.&nbsp; My purpose is the enjoyment of my life and if my enjoyment comes at the cost of providing for others than I will make that sacrifice.&nbsp; To me, life is far more important.”&nbsp; He left out the part where he was talking about his life, but anyone that came to ask or pressed the matter he would….enlighten them as his own grim voice came to an end.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Navigation Room]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackStone</strong> on <strong>07-03-2019, 07:01:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.collider.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/01/black-sails-season-3-toby-stephens-01.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Alvirs Winton (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300519.msg14693564#msg14693564)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Navigation room | Middle Deck, <em>Esperanza</em><br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | Noon<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> All<br><strong>Content:</strong>&nbsp; Mild, but his standards<br><hr><br>Alvirs was silent as the Captain did her bit to fire up the new crew with the start of their adventure, and some of it will be adventure as a crew such of this with no gold to their name and shares could turn...violent and unpredictable.&nbsp; &nbsp;Alvirs knew much of the Captain's true intent .&nbsp; Not all for certain as the woman was very good at guarding her own secrets, and there were times her lips could be as tight and unyielding as the belt to her breeches.&nbsp; She did not let any come undone till she was good and ready to allow one to know the full depths of her secrets and charms.&nbsp; Alvirs did not expect either, never had to be the honest truth.&nbsp; He found a woman and a leader to hitch his aspirations and ambition, and such was enough for him.<br><br>When it came time to introduce himself to the new (mostly new) corps of officers, Alvirs waited for them to introduce one another first, as was right since besides Mister Scott, Alvirs was the ranking officer on board.&nbsp; He had heard once such order was done so the lower ranks could offer their own opinion without being biased by officers of higher rank.&nbsp; Alvirs believed such cockwash to be what it was worth, and yet another fairy tale told by the British and her navy.&nbsp; Alvirs knew the true reason because information had its own form of power, and to know the thoughts and beliefs of others before it was your turn to speak, well...it was something Alvirs had made use of before in the past and he was glad for Scott's absence so he would be the last one now.<br><br><strong>"Name tis Alvirs Winton, and I be the Bo'sun of the <em>Esperanza</em>.&nbsp; If Mister Scott as first mate be considered ta sit at the right hand of the Lord Almighty who be the good Captain here, then rest assure mates, I be sitting at the left.&nbsp; Unless the Captain or Mister Scott say otherwise, I speak with her authority, and my words are but to be her words, my will ta be her will, and make no mistake about it.&nbsp; Any who slack work of ferment ill will on board will know the taste of the cat the first time, the whip the second, and the third will but kiss the barnacles upon the keel of the <em>Esperanza</em> herself.&nbsp; Discipline tis my stock'n'trade, and I be very good at what the Captain has tasked me."</strong><br><br>Alvirs let such sink in, again gauging the mood of those about him.&nbsp; He did not earn many friends in this room.&nbsp; Dead Eye he knew would support him, as they had in the past.&nbsp; They both had saved one another's hides to many times in the past.&nbsp; They both had their unique personalities, their own way of performing their duties, and they had a respect and bond with each other.&nbsp; The rest, there will be time, but establishing who he was and where he stood, both upon the ship and in the Captain's eyes was necessary for what the future held for them all.&nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>"As for my dreams, I have none save to serve the Captain.&nbsp; I am her man ta the bone and more.&nbsp; My loyalty and more tis to her, the <em>Esperanza</em>, and her crew."</strong>&nbsp; Alvirs tone made it implicit his loyalties were in exactly the order he presented to the group.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Navigation Room]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dominique</strong> on <strong>14-03-2019, 14:00:53</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 20pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Game Master</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/FsSwBxR.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Captain Rosette de Courtenay (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300519.msg14691423#msg14691423)<br><strong>Time &amp; Date: Day 1 | Noon</strong><br><strong>Location:</strong> Navigation Room, Middle Deck<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Devon | Alvirs | Lawton | Marisol | <br><hr><br>Devon’s request was something that Rose could only approve of. There was little she appreciated more in a person than loyalty, ambition, and the willingness to go the extra mile. She knew little about Devon Black so far, but although there were layers to him that would take a great deal of effort to uncover, there was an inherent feeling of trust there, even if it was isolated only to his capability to navigate the Esperanza to the places Rose wanted her to go. If she were a lesser person she might have felt some measure of guilt over inevitably driving Devon to situations where his genius would be tried; though she supposed it was true for all four men (hell, it was true for everyone on board), he would be the one standing at the helm with her when the winds grew fierce, the seas filled with chaos and the Gods no longer gazed upon them benevolently. <br><br><em>And where they were headed, no God nor man would favour them.</em><br><br>Lawton, of course, was a different story. Rose trusted him with her own life, and while she didn’t hold her mortal state in particularly high value, she had a nigh on unconditional faith in this man. Together they had braved ships with twice, sometimes thrice the amount of cannons and shot them straight to Davy Jones’ locker. He was a faithful lover to all his <em>girls</em>, and while he knew better than to count Rose among them, he still had a place in her shattered, poorly pieced back together heart for being so devoted. And so fucking good at what she’d hired him for. <br><br>And Marisol, her new quartermaster, was a unique individual in his own right. It was clear that he was in the right position, and the eager manner in which he defended his own rules and customs in his area of expertise were encouraging, to say the least. <em>Besides, she’d always been more into cats than parrots.</em> she expected nothing but good things from him,&nbsp; and her intuition was rarely off.<br><br>Alvirs, of course, catered to Rose’s serious side. While he might not be making friends among the crew at most occasions, he was dependable, straightforward and would always, <em>always</em> do what it takes to get the job done. He was a rock, and he had seen Captain Rosette de Courtenay at her darkest and her worst, and she knew, beyond doubt, that he would make the tough decisions when she wouldn’t, and had done so when she <em>couldn’t</em>. And because Rosette herself was hardly a pushover, that said enough. <br><br>“Very well, Mister Black,” she said, looking her helmsman in the eyes with the gleam of mischief reflected in her irises. “To give you purpose here is exactly why I have summoned you fine gentlemen. It pleases me to find such diverse, yet capable men among my senior ranks. Know that, while here at the Esperanza much will be demanded of you, you will, once earned, have my faith and my loyalty. Just like I expect the same from you.” <br><br>She took her time to rest her piercing gaze on each of the men, both new and old. “I know that to some of you, serving under a Captain like me, might take some adjustments.” She didn’t emphasise the fact that she was a woman - although it was difficult to deny in the first place - but truly, that’s not what Rosette meant to begin with. “The Esperanza has a reputation to uphold, and we will not disappoint her. I have little interest in chasing small fry, when there are big treasures out there to be claimed. Now, we have uncovered many legends, sunk the most infamous of ships and become the nightmare to the royal fleets that sail the Caribbean. But what we’re about to do, will far surpass anything we have thusfar accomplished. And it starts…<em>here</em>.” <br><br>To this, she finally addressed the large map that centred their meeting. The little vessel that currently occupied the square just out of Port Royal, was joined by a secondary vessel as Rosette placed another, smartly sculpted ship on the table, positioning it just beyond the inner circle of the Caribbean , right above Haiti. <br><br>“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.”&nbsp; She paused, hesitating. “We cannot afford any survivors to tell the tale. Not this time.” <br><br><br><br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Navigation Room]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackStone</strong> on <strong>14-03-2019, 15:02:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.collider.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/01/black-sails-season-3-toby-stephens-01.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Alvirs Winton (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300519.msg14693564#msg14693564)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Navigation room | Middle Deck, <em>Esperanza</em><br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | Noon<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> All<br><strong>Content:</strong>&nbsp; Mild, by his standards<br><hr><br>Alvirs might not have had a traditional and privileged education as his hated siblings, Alvirs was not unintelligent, nor illiterate.&nbsp; Hew knew well how to read a chart, and doing so in this case made him give a slow whistle between his teeth.&nbsp; Object retrieval meant a a boarding action, and the fact there could be no evidence left behind complicated matters.&nbsp; Alvirs was still dealing with an unknown crew and for the life of him, he could not see the little gun rat who had taken to Deadeye being the type to slit a man's throat, or cutting him up and tossing them into the seat as food for the sharks.&nbsp; &nbsp;There might be more than a few on board who objected when such happened.&nbsp; The firing of canons, the swinging from the rigging, the taking of look from a ship who had surrendered was one thing.&nbsp; Cold blooded murdered would be something else. <br><br>Alvirs rubbed his beard.&nbsp; At current conditions, it was going to take more than a day and half to cover the distance, which meant the prize had more than half a day's lead on them.&nbsp; Alvirs shook his head a bit.&nbsp; <strong>"Any more detail on the prize, Capt'n?&nbsp; What type of ship she is, how she is rigged?&nbsp; She is gonna have a half day on us at least as I best figure with the wind against us we can make ten knots, and that is working the crew hard. Eight ta six knots be more than likely.&nbsp; &nbsp;Once we turn northeast we will make better time, but if she be a frigate like us, we are gonna need ta be creative." </strong> Of course they were unladen with cargo at the moment so they had such an advantage.<br><br><strong>"As ta the rest, aye be you man, through and through.&nbsp; Ya want me to toss a child ta the sharks, I will only ask you how far out.&nbsp; &nbsp;We are dealing with a new crew here however.&nbsp; Some might not be taken well to letting the sharks have a feast, especially if the prize strikes her colors early in hopes of us letting them leave.&nbsp; Since we are gonna ta need to be boarding her anyway, might want ta consider taking her as a prize and assigning a prize crew?&nbsp; Gives us more options and will then let us know who on on our own crew likely be problems when accidents start to need to happen."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Navigation Room]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>14-03-2019, 15:36:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51JuEU6%2B-lL._SX466_.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Devon Black<br><strong>Location:</strong> Esperanza, Navigation Room, Middle Deck<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | Noon<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> The Captain | Alvirs | Lawton | Marisol <br><strong>Content:</strong> A purpose<br><hr>Devon smiled.&nbsp; This was what he was good at.&nbsp; "Will we be taking them from behind and chasing them out to sea or lying in wait north of the Turks?" he asked, moving forward to take a closer look at the map, his finger hovering over the eastern-most island of the Turks chain to show where he meant, even though they al knew what he was saying.&nbsp; "We'll both be fighting the winds until far north of the Turks.&nbsp; I have my expectations but with a captain and two senior officers who know how the <em>Esperanza</em> handles, I'd be a fool not to ask.&nbsp; Can she overtake and give a good account of herself in a headwind?&nbsp; Speaking of accounts, where on the roll do you prefer to fire, Mister Lawton, top or bottom?&nbsp; I can tweak the wheel and give you an extra second or two to make your shot, although, from what you say, I suspect you'll hardly need it."<br><br>Devon looked back at the captain, his eyes gleaming.&nbsp; The navy had never trusted him with the end goal, only with the destination. He knew in that moment that he'd move heaven and earth to please her.&nbsp; The boatswain, however, he was equally willing to <em>dis</em>please.&nbsp; He began calculating what changes he'd need to make to the rigging to get more than ten knots out of the ship, if it was at all possible, including whether the time they lost rerigging would be easily made up at the new speed.&nbsp; Factor in a new crew who would work slower.... "Tell me how you want to claim your prize and I'll hoist every yard of canvas we've got, if need be, to get us into position to strike.&nbsp; Have no fear, Mr Winton.&nbsp; You'll get to feed your sharks, with the Turks still on the horizon.&nbsp; As far as a prize crew goes, we're short handed as it is and I doubt the captain would accept a crew that surrendered at the first hint of trouble as new recruits."&nbsp; Devon had blood on his hands already.&nbsp; Although no one would ever call it cold blooded murder, it had been murder nonetheless&nbsp; He'd kill again, in cold blood, just to prove the boatswain wrong.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Navigation Room]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>14-03-2019, 17:24:34</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><div class="floatleft">(https://marriedbiography.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/02/Michael-Jai-White-4.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Marisol (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300519.msg14691583#msg14691583)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Navigation Room <em>Esperanza</em><br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | Noon<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> The Captain, Alvirs, Lawton<br><strong>Content:</strong> Captain's guard<br><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>Marisol smirked no one aboard knew what or who he really was and he aimed to keep it that way.&nbsp; "If we are to commandeer the boat, why not do it in the cloud of night.&nbsp; Last I checked we are pirates.&nbsp; Why give them the benefit of preparation at seeing us.&nbsp; I think we should take the ship rather than destroy it.&nbsp; Send a small dingy to sneak aboard decrease some of their numbers before a full-on assault.&nbsp; If what you desire is so valuable why take the chance on them getting rid of it or us sinking the ship by accident.&nbsp; No offense Mr. Lawton."&nbsp; He said to the ships, Master Gunner.&nbsp; <br><br>He just assumed less bloodshed on their side would be preferred or feasible.&nbsp; "This plan should alleviate Mr. Alvirs fears as well since he seems to still have trust issues with those he has taken sails with.&nbsp; I don't want him to doubt my allegiance or my loyalty to the captain with his permission and if you agree...I will go with him."&nbsp; He wasn't totally cutthroat but he agreed he wanted to know whom he could trust as well as whom to watch out for.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Navigation Room]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>El Maligno</strong> on <strong>14-03-2019, 20:04:23</strong>
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				<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 &amp; 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. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Navigation Room]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackStone</strong> on <strong>14-03-2019, 20:59:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.collider.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/01/black-sails-season-3-toby-stephens-01.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Alvirs Winton (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300519.msg14693564#msg14693564)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Navigation room | Middle Deck, <em>Esperanza</em><br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | Noon<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> All<br><strong>Content:</strong>&nbsp; Mild, by his standards<br><hr><br>Alvirs liked Lawton, he really did.&nbsp; The two had been through much together, save one another lives in their time with the <em>Esperanza</em>.&nbsp; They were more likely to agree with one another than disagree.&nbsp; This was one the the rare times they did however.&nbsp; Alvirs merely turned an eye towards Deadeye, and there was a hardness there, enough to shatter the hull of any ship, smash any stone.&nbsp; &nbsp;His voice was level, a sure sign of his...restraint, for Alvirs was not the type of officer to spare the lash, in fact at times preferred it to words.&nbsp; It was words he used now as he spoke.<br><br><strong>"In the absence of Mister Scott, it is my duty to remind the Capt'n of possible complications.&nbsp; There is more to things than the task at hand.&nbsp; Recovering the artifacts the Capt'n wants might do her little good if half the crew rises up in protest to the slaughter of sailors who have surrendered.&nbsp; Their crew might be gone, ours will not, and if word ever reaches port.&nbsp; Well a complications a plenty.&nbsp; I have no issue with the goal itself, I am merely presenting perhaps a more...subtle manner...to get there.&nbsp; If the Capt'n disagrees, than that will be that, but the opinion had to be offered."</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Navigation Room]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dominique</strong> on <strong>18-03-2019, 13:58:28</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 20pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Game Master</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/FsSwBxR.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Rosette de Courtenay (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300519.msg14691423#msg14691423)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Captain<br><strong>Time &amp; Date: Day 1 | Noon</strong><br><strong>Location:</strong> Navigation Room, Middle Deck<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Devon | Alvirs | Lawton | Marisol <br><hr><br>The amount of objections, suggestions and other such pushing at their boundaries was to be expected, although Rose was unpleasantly surprised that Alvirs seemed to be at the helm of it. She angled her head towards her bosun, silently questioning his motives for doubting her. Perhaps the past four years had given him reason - several reasons, in fact-&nbsp; to wonder what the captain’s goals are, but to start doubting her now would be surprising, to say the least. Of course, he had always been the sceptic of the crew, and had never been one to hold back the difficult questions for the sake of getting along. She appreciated that in him. <br><br>Most of the time, anyway. <br><br>“Dear Alvirs, I’m a little insulted you would question the Esperanza’s capabilities like that. We’re the fastest pirate ship to sail the Caribbean, do you truly believe a merchant boat is gonna outsail us?”&nbsp; She cast him a half-smile, then pointed towards the map. “As I said, the merchant vessel departs tomorrow. This gives us a full day of sailing, which…” Her slender fingers danced in small steps across the map, towards the aforementioned passage. “...about here by the time it sets sail. Well ahead of them. To answer your questions: we use the passage to locate the vessel, then let it take to open sea before we take pursuit. We don’t want any scattered naval ships coming to their aid, do we? As for the details…” <br><br>Rose, with her perpetual smile upon her red shaded lips, theatrically raised her shoulders. “...I don’t know what ship we’ll be meeting. I don’t know what it looks like, what size it is, or what name it bears. All we can be certain of is that it will be fast, it will be strong enough to cross the Atlantic, and most importantly- <em>it will try its bloody hardest not to stand out.</em>”<br><br>She shook her head; a clear indication of how she was going to react to the further questions, suggestions that were made. “Marisol,” she indicated, “Your suggestions are creative, and under different circumstances perhaps effective. But the open sea will not allow for sneak attacks, nor am I going to risk the chance of failure. And while I will <em>always</em> appreciate your input, my strategy is not negotiable. The ship <em>will</em> be sunk, and we cannot afford to let anyone get back to mainland and let on just what ship is carrying their hidden treasure. I do not expect to find a soul on that ship that will ally themselves to a band of pirates, and we will be out at sea for too long to take on a dozen prisoners.” <br><br>Her eyes were darkening; a telltale warning to anyone who knew her. Lawton’s words were pacifying though, and she took a deep breath through her nose, her posture slightly relaxing. “What I need from you, Master Black, is to set a direct, but covert course to the pass. Alvirs, Marisol, find me the most capable swordsmen or -women, we’re going to need them on board. And Lawton..? Get the girls as ready as you can. Don’t underestimate this vessel, be prepared for anything.”&nbsp; Rosette let her gaze wander those surrounding the table. “That goes for all you. <em>Are</em> there any more questions?” <br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Navigation Room]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>18-03-2019, 23:41:49</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><div class="floatleft">(https://marriedbiography.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/02/Michael-Jai-White-4.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Marisol (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300519.msg14691583#msg14691583)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Navigation Room <em>Esperanza</em><br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | Noon<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> The Captain, Alvirs, Lawton, Devon<br><strong>Content:</strong> Captain's guard<br><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>Marisol looked at the woman with a stern gaze.&nbsp; Then he spoke.&nbsp; "If there is another question from my mouth about the plan madame you may cut my tongue out.&nbsp; I meant no offense."&nbsp; He said moving towards the door.&nbsp; "Your orders will be carried out post haste."&nbsp; He was an assassin not a pirate, so even he knew whose skill was supreme out on the open water.&nbsp; Which left him now to find out who would be going with him and Alvirs on the away party.&nbsp; That meant mingling.&nbsp; He was good looking just not charming.&nbsp; He stood by the door and waited for any others.&nbsp; He was sure there would be no other protests as he was sure Lawton or even Alvirs would try to kill them to balk at the captain's orders again.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Navigation Room]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackStone</strong> on <strong>19-03-2019, 00:44:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.collider.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/01/black-sails-season-3-toby-stephens-01.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Alvirs Winton (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300519.msg14693564#msg14693564)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Navigation room | Middle Deck, <em>Esperanza</em><br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | Noon<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> All<br><strong>Content:</strong>&nbsp; Contrite, for him<br><hr><br>Alvirs drew up, but bowed his head in a display of submission to the Captain.&nbsp; It was the only way he knew to apologize.&nbsp; Dispute his best efforts he came across as questioning her, something he never wished to do.&nbsp; Once his public rebuke of his actions was done, he responded in what was a mild tone to the Captain and her latest orders.&nbsp; <strong>"Aye Captain."</strong>&nbsp; Whatever it was on board this ship, it was worth the risks he pointed out.&nbsp; His Captain had spoken, and if she wanted the sea red with blood from her opponents and her crew, Alvirs would make it red, by God.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Navigation Room]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>20-03-2019, 04:00:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51JuEU6%2B-lL._SX466_.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Devon Black<br><strong>Location:</strong> Esperanza, Navigation Room, Middle Deck<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | Noon<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> The Captain | Alvirs | Lawton | Marisol <br><strong>Content:</strong> A purpose<br><hr>"Aye, Captain," Devon said.&nbsp; "I'll have us tucked safely behind the north east point of the Turks ready to hoist sail when our prize sails through.&nbsp; We'll chase them into the Atlantic and by the time they realize we're on their heels, they'll have no place to run but towards deep water.&nbsp; Once Mr Lawton takes down their masts, we board her, retrieve her cargo and whatever supplies our Quartermaster deems vital and then we let Mr Winton make sure none of the corpses are faking.&nbsp; We won't even need to waste a cannonball to finish her, if she's carrying powder of a quality Mr Lawton doesn't favour.&nbsp; Anybody finding the wreckage will assume she blew herself up, rather than falling prey to pirates."<br><br><em>I just hope to God she's not a schooner or we'll have a chase in front of us.</em><br><br>He was a pirate now; he might as well start thinking like one.&nbsp; Ruthless.&nbsp; Devious.&nbsp; Certainly he wanted to be the man the captain needed him to be.&nbsp; More than anything, he wanted her to find him worthy to be elevated to the level of esteem she obviously held her first mate and master gunner in.&nbsp; She'd clearly won the loyalty of her old officers, that much was clear.&nbsp; For a man like the boatswain to bow his head?&nbsp; It spoke volumes.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Navigation Room]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>El Maligno</strong> on <strong>27-03-2019, 21:57:27</strong>
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				<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 &amp; New faces <br><hr><br>Lawton didn't move or answer when Alvirs' sharply explained his reason for giving the captain an alternative that she didn't ask for. It might have been his place as he said but to Lawton the cap's orders were law she didn't ask them for their opinions merely telling them what they were going to be doing. Still he needn't raise his assertions once more as the captain made very clear that she expected them all to follow through with what she had just said. Once more she repeated herself and looked at them daring anyone to utter even a whisper of a suggestion. <br><br>But the men around the table all seemed to have gotten it into their heads just what the captain wanted. <br><br><em>Smart lads the captain will only put up with so much before... </em><br><br>Alvirs knew better than the new lot yes but the others stood up straight and confirmed that their captains will would be executed. When the lovely captain turned her eyes on him and ordered him to get his lovely ladies ready he grinned feeling bold enough to give her a friendly wink as he shoved his hands into his pockets leaving the room. <br><br>"You don't have to tell me twice Captain...Been looking forward to giving the girls the tender loving they need..or the rough handling they desire, it's been too long for em to be out of proper hands. I'll make sure each one is ready and willing by the time our prize hit's our eyes." <br><br>Giving his captain a small bow of his head as respect he whistled a jaunty tune after saying, <br><br>"I'll see you lads later. Shout if you've need of me." With that done he made his way back to the gundeck. 
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