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 being the word. I am no stranger to having a price on my head. Once, I was wrongly declared a traitor to kingdom and country. Should the local Navy take issue with us, they can bring their argument as well as their weapons for they shall need both. I have faith in you and in the crew, Captain. We will not go down, easily. Right, dear H?

Yes, thank you. I've only been sailing nigh on forty or so year. And pirating near as long. I think, p'raps, I know me business better than most.

[There is amusement in Elissa's voice when she responds.]

And did I not tell you as much when I first approached you to be on your crew? I made a good choice in captain - though, admittedly, you could have a better cook. Speaking of which, if a better cook shows up, I am quite willing to serve on deck, if that is where you would rather have me.

[Well, it has been an open secret among the crew, after all.]

Well, that would mean another cook has come along, and so far, I'm afraid that be not the case.

You are stuck with my limited collection of dishes, then. I do not mind continuing to serve in this capacity, if it means remaining aboard your ship. I shall be very glad when we are able to get a larger vessel with more head room, however.

We're not the picky sort, though I think that should be fairly apparent by now.

Least they weren't doing a poor job of trying to frame you. Really the DeathShadow was damn good at making jumps in and out of places but to expect no one to notice multiple DeathShadows attacking different places at the same time.]

I knew there was a reason that I liked you, H. Do you play cards? I have acquired a deck of them. So long as we do not gamble, I think that is allowed aboard the ship.

I've played here and there. Might be nice to play a game that doesn't end in a bar fight.

Ha! There isn't enough room to fight outside of our cabins. I'll find you to discuss it face to face, later.

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