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Unfit for pirate life

Posted on Mon Jan 20th, 2014 @ 1:13pm by Captain Daenelia Bradley & Master Holland Jefferson Junior & Sailor Dorothea O'Toole & Mistress Katherine Solias

Mission: Chapter 9: Steam City

Jefferson groaned as he leaned on his walking stick. His leg was troubling him greatly today. The groan ended in a cough, which he noticed started a few days after settling down in the dormitory. He'd been too busy with keeping the men and women in line, even if that was not his place anymore. The old man saw Dottie cleaning and sharpening her throwing knives.

"Sounds bad, Jefferson," she said loudly. "Might want to have that cough checked out."

"Never you mind, O'Toole," he wheezed. "I'll still run circles around you if needed." Dottie looked up with a puzzled look on her face.

"Have you ever thought about just... retiring?" She asked as neutral as she could.

"Retiring?" Jefferson asked incredulously. "And what would you have me do? Be a farmer? Sell match sticks on the streets to see me through my old age?" He grumbled. "You silly girl." The truth was, Jefferson was determined to make this his last voyage, He'd never anticipated getting dragged on land before the treasure that was promised him was found. Until then, he would have no choice but to stick around the crew and the captain. It kept him fed and there was safety in numbers.

Dottie shrugged and said: "I just thought, you'd have more sense. Following the Captain on her wild goose chase." She paused and looked at the old man. "You don't really think there is such a thing as the treasure, do you? I have heard people talking, you know. They say the captain's lost her mind."

Jefferson took a few hobbly steps to get close to Dottie. "Lost her...? Why yes. The captain is unstable, untrustworthy and clearly unfit. But by the gods, girl, that treasure is real. Or do you think Jack Stallion chased a unicorn dream?"

Dottie pulled back from Jefferson. "Alright," she said laughing. "I guess there is that."

"There is more," a woman's voice interupted. Katherine walked in on the pair and had overheard the talk of the treasure. "My family has guarded the secret of Quazlatah for a long time. It is real. I have seen the maps Captain Bradley has," and that was no lie, she had stolen a peek when the Captain was out. Lock picking was something she had picked up from her brother's friends. "The maps are all accurate. The names of places are the same, and they are roughly in the places I expected them." She nodded. "I think we can safely say the captain knows what she is doing when it comes to the treasure."

Jefferson nodded at everything Katherine said. Dottie looked at the pair with some doubt in her eyes. "Well," she said. "All I know is, one way or another, the captain will have to pay us our due."

"She will," Jefferson muttered. "She will."


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