piratejournal | 003 [voice]

[You all remember Hector, of course. The ass who's torn apart most of the folks who've asked stupid questions? And has been highly offended at the assumptions about the way he speaks? Well, he's just come upon a thought that struck him out of the blue, and really, in his opinion you just might want to pay attention.

But hoo boy, does he sound full of schadenfreude. Because he is.]

Just as an aside, as that execution do bring some things to mind. At least for meself, as I'm a bit more versed in the laws and rules of the sea...

You do realize, o'course, with your sailing and bartering without proper papers - letters o' marque or otherwise granting you permission to do such from a nation - you are all, in fact, committing acts of piracy, aye?

No papers, no authority to conduct yourself as a legitimate crew. No authority, of course, to organize yourself in a militaristic force. You aren't privateers. You aren't merchants, and you aren't treasure hunters.

You're pirates. Piss poor excuses for pirates, I'll grant ye that, but not a single soul brought to this place has authority to do anything. You're conducting in black market trade, operating a craft that is not, in fact, registered in any home port, and not a single one among ye has a place ye make berth.

This, of course, does include our little ship full o'sparkle and light in the name of justice et cetera, et cetera.

Pirates, the lot of you. Every last one of you be staring at Jack Ketch, waiting to be the next to dance the jig. No matter your noble intentions.

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If only there were some way to...Make an easy bit of money. Some way that's time and time again proven to work.

I don't know that much about sea travel, we don't have the sea where I live.

You slack-jawed gob, I'm talking piracy. If they're going to accuse you of it - as much as that hurts me heart, you have no idea - live it.

Hmmm. I guess that would be a point. I wonder how difficult it would be to take from the Navy. Might as well strike the enemy.

With you lot? You'd be like shooting comatose fish in a barrel.

I have skills. Maybe not in sailing, but in other things. Sneaking around, fighting, all that great stuff. Besides, the sailing stuff I'll figure out, no problem.

You'll have to excuse me, o'course, as it's so very funny that you lot seem to think sailing - and sailing well - be something you can learn from a book or a week or two.

You'd be wrong, o'course.

Hmm would I? I tend to learn things best, practical or not, from the written word.

And sailing is not that kind of learning. But why listen to me, of course. I've only been on this crew or that one since I were younger than you.

I'm listening, I'm just not sure I agree, but really only time will tell. If I'm terrible at it, well, I'll find out.

[He sighs a little] Do I sound that young? I didn't say how old I was.

It be a safe estimate to assume you're quite a bit younger than me, lad. I highly doubt you've broken your twenty-fifth year, if even close.

[He's smiling a little bit.]

Yeah, okay, fine, I'm eighteen.

And just think, lad, when I were your age, I'd been a powder monkey three year already. And sailing for five.

Powder monkey?

Well like I said, my skills lie elsewhere. While you were sailing around in that time, I was in the military.

And that's what I mean. Look it up in your books, then, if you want to know.

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