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[bringmethatnpc]

Everything in Panama City had gone mostly according to plan, a rare happenstance for the pirates in this motley crew, and the more superstitious among them spent the first few days on board their new vessel debating whether this meant good luck or bad, fair wind or foul.

The Spanish ship they'd stolen isn't large or particularly pleasing to the eye, being in need of some new paint and wood maintenance, but it's seaworthy and swift before the wind, and most importantly, well-stocked for a long voyage.

And a long journey to Singapore it will be.

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Re: Above deck

[bushel-o-apples.livejournal.com]

"First thing, by having him know what he needs to, strictly. Knowledge in the wrong hands can be more dangerous than steel or gunpowder."

He stands, limping back towards the wheel.

"And keeping an eye on him at all times. Which reminds me, where is our young blacksmith-turned-pirate wannabe...?"

Re: Above deck

[pirate-gibbs.livejournal.com]

Gibbs nods in total agreement. Will might be more dangerous than Barbossa and not realize it.

"I think he's been keeping to himself. Sometimes below deck, sometimes above. There's much for a smith to do, and I think he's been keeping to it when he can."

Re: Above deck

[bushel-o-apples.livejournal.com]

"Yes, but blacksmithing of the kind a ship needs won't be keeping his mind busy, only his hands. We need to find something for him to do. Something that'll keep him occupied."

He takes the wheel once again, consults the compass at the helm and adjusts the course.

Re: Above deck

[pirate-gibbs.livejournal.com]

"Let me ponder it. I've worked with men his age enough to perhaps have a few ideas." Not that any come to him immediately.

Re: Above deck

[bushel-o-apples.livejournal.com]

"You do that, Bosun Gibbs. And, just so you are ready, we will be needing four or five men for a... Delicate work at Singapore. I may have my reasons to be sure Sao Feng will help us, but I'll be damned if I trust a pirate."

He says that last part with a half-grin.

"I would like you to be the leader of a small... Emergency support party. I'm telling you in advance so you can start picking your men."

With this, Barbossa turns his gaze towards the prow once more, partly expecting the conversation to be over.

Re: Above deck

[pirate-gibbs.livejournal.com]

And as Gibbs now has two things to think on, he first goes silent and then goes away.