Rum On A Sunny Day

[Elizabeth Swann]

Elizabeth nodded to him in response, a small smile still gracing her features. "Good," she said; "Then you should have no problems. It's rather easy when you get the hang of it. But I must warn you as a newcomer, some of my crew isn't quite what you might call friendly. They don't take kindly to strangers. But hold your ground, and they'll eventually back off."

The Tide's owner placed a hand on the main mast, taking a moment to peer at the afternoon sky. Turning to the red-haired lieutenant not far off, she then called, "Axelle, set course for the port at Barock. I think that the crew could use a bit of rum for the evening, and I don't want the bastards bringing their drunken antics aboard." When Axe left in the direction of the wheel, Liz once again turned to Claude. "I think the fact that I allow them to port and get a drink is the only reason any of them listen," she said with a small chuckle, more to herself than him.

[Claude Vernon]

Claude nodded, responding to her small chuckle with another. They were pirates, so he wasn't expecting a warm welcome by his peers upon joining the crew. "I'm not accustomed to friendliness, so I don't think they'll get to me."

He was seemingly lost in his thoughts, staring off at the endless waters. The man was apparently remembering something painful, judging from his expression. However, at the mention of rum, he instantly brightened up. Even though he had been drinking nothing but rum for about a week, it still wasn't enough.