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fandomtownies2018-05-12 11:54 am
doesnotkneel) wrote in fandomtownies2018-05-12 11:54 am
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The Docks, Saturday Morning
They had been bound for Nassau. A short stop on the way, so Ade could find some supplies, that was supposed to be routine. Or a thing that would become routine, once Edward got the hang of captainhood.
Instead Ade had hopped off and a mist had risen. For a few pernicious moments the Jackdaw had become unmoored - and when the fog lifted and the bow of the ship bumped idly against wooden docks anew, the view was decidedly less tropical than Edward had become accustomed to.
"Where are we, cap'n?" someone - Ed really needed to get around to learning their names - asked him.
Edward stepped up to the bow of the ship and squinted at the edges of the castle, not far away. "It certainly isn't Nassau," he said. "Get ready for some strangeness, lads. We're about to have our fill."
[[ establishy, but open if anyone wants to gawk at the large Spanish brig sitting at the docks ]]
Instead Ade had hopped off and a mist had risen. For a few pernicious moments the Jackdaw had become unmoored - and when the fog lifted and the bow of the ship bumped idly against wooden docks anew, the view was decidedly less tropical than Edward had become accustomed to.
"Where are we, cap'n?" someone - Ed really needed to get around to learning their names - asked him.
Edward stepped up to the bow of the ship and squinted at the edges of the castle, not far away. "It certainly isn't Nassau," he said. "Get ready for some strangeness, lads. We're about to have our fill."
[[ establishy, but open if anyone wants to gawk at the large Spanish brig sitting at the docks ]]