mun just beat black flag, wondering what to do with this loser

[jackdaws]

Jesus, woman, I've no appetite for being bandied around for your own pleasure unless there's ought to be gained from it. Gold, which you've clearly none of.

Seeing as though you're no lady of fortune, shall we lay out some ground rules in the fashion of a true democracy? Be as it may you're the helmsman, I'm still captain. And unless you'd rather I rot below deck while you run us to ruin, I say we set sail for the nearest port of wealth... or of leisure.

A place with both would be far preferable. [A grin.] Do you say aye, or nay?

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[tomyfriends]

Same as ever, Kenway?

[SIGH. bro you and your yo ho bullshit is super old.]

Suppose it's good to know that there are some things in this world that are constants.

[them_apples]

Leisure, you say?

[Have this incredibly sceptical, if not amused look, Edward. This isn't quite what he remembers of you from when he was a little kiddy.]

[jackdaws]

We can't all be as changeable as you, Jim. [Pointed look. Besides, you love his yo ho bullshit. Deep down.]

[jackdaws]

[Sorry, Haytham, but this one doesn't remember you at all. Edward looks him up and down, equally amused, though for his own reasons.]

Aye, leisure. I'm sure a dapper gent like yourself knows a thing or two about that.

Apologies in advance btw, haven't brought this guy out in a good while

[them_apples]

[A dapper gent, hah. Edward, if only you knew.]

Well, perhaps I may have indulged once or twice in between my work. [Wow that's awkward to say to one's father.]

But tell me, is gold and leisure all a dapper gent such as yourself seeks of the world?

no prob!

[jackdaws]

[Edward scoffs. A dandy like this calling him a gent? Surely he's being mocked.]

I've a wife in Bristol to provide for; when I've earned my fortune I can return and give her a good life. Not that I'd expect you posh London folk to understand.

[them_apples]

[Yeah, sorry about that. Even if he's your son, he's not about to turn soft. He does have a title to uphold...

But a wife in Bristol, huh? Jenny's mother, no doubt.]

Ah, I believe I've offended. My apologies, it wasn't my intention. Simply... well, I suppose you could say even we grow weary of these so-called 'posh' lives. There is a certain charm to such simplicity.

[Sounds condescending, but he means it at least.]

If you don't mind my asking, does your journey fare well?

[jackdaws]

Don't give me that load of shite, mate. You don't know the meaning of weary if you've never done a hard day's work in your life, with mouths to feed and a roof to keep over your head.

[A raised eyebrow at the question.] It was going well enough, until my lovely mundane decided to drop anchor. And now here I am, stuck talking to you.

[This father-son bonding is going so well.]

[them_apples]

[Don't be rude, Edward, Haytham has his own little squad he needs to keep an eye on and--

Okay, no, Edward: 1 Haytham: 0]

Stuck, you say? Goodness, and here I thought I was at least half decent conversation.

[Haytham learns from the best, you could say. He and Connor have such a loving relationship.]

[fuckyeahmaths]

Oh, that is terribly rude. I am sure it is not her fault she has no gold for you, when she is not a pirate and you are, and besides a port of leisure does not sound at all exciting.

[ huge opinionated dragon noises!! ]

[jackdaws]

[...Is he seriously getting sass from a giant talking lizard.]

Wouldn't expect a dragon of all things to disagree with me. D'you have any more interesting alternatives?

[Like a hoard of treasure in a lair you evidently don't care much about guarding?]

[jackdaws]

Get your head from out your arse and we'll have ourselves a decent conversation.

[He stares at him for a few moments, then:]

Have we met somewhere before? [His face looks familiar, though Edward's sure he'd remember if that were the case. ... Unless he was drunk at the time, which is always a possibility.]

[fuckyeahmaths]

[ wow no you try to take ANYTHING of his and he'll eat you.

also no he doesn't and that makes him puff up because how dare you be right. ]

Oh! You know that I do not, else I would certainly not be here, and would have said so before. And it is uncommonly ignorant of you to call me a thing when we are already talking and you can see that I am not some sheep or dog.

[jackdaws]

[Edward looks incredulous. Apparently what we're dealing with here is a delicate, sensitive dragon.]

What would you prefer I refer to you as, then?

[fuckyeahmaths]

[ BI ]

'Person' is a much better term, and less insulting. Or Temeraire, seeing as that is my name.

[jackdaws]

Well, now I've been educated, and might in future speak to dragons in a manner inoffensive to your kind's ears. Or lack thereof. [What a scaly punk. He's not attacking him, though, which is always a plus.]

Edward. A pleasure to make your acquaintance.

[fuckyeahmaths]

[ considering even the smallest of your conversation partner's teeth is as long as your forearm, then yes. This is going very well. Especially since the sarcasm there completely went over his head and he just settles back with a satisfied huff. Magnanimously: ]

And to you, also.

[ ... ] Do you really think there are places here in which one could acquire capital?

[jackdaws]

I see no reason why there wouldn't be. Money makes the world turn, friend, and I suspect it to be true of many other worlds out there as well.

[nottheproblem]

[Paint many things unamused. Like Ziio. Or unimpressed. Or both.]

Surely your time can be put to better use than chasing stories of treasure and shiny coins.

[jackdaws]

[Totally ignoring how unimpressed she is. He's used to that reaction.] Once I've made my fortune, I can put my time to better things. Until then, chasing shiny coins is what it'll be.

[nottheproblem]

Once you've made your fortune. [Incredulous.] Well. You certainly are a man of luxuries to have the time to pursue fortune and glory. [And now that she's getting a better look at him...]

[jackdaws]

I'm a man of freedom, and pursuit of luxury is one of the many benefits of such freedom.

[What? Does he have something on his face?]

[fuckyeahmaths]

Oh, I hope so. [ his ruff flattens with pleasure. ] Do you know that dragons are not permitted to draw wages or own property, at least in Europe? I suppose you must have trouble also, for you are a pirate, and Laurence tells me that pirates do not listen to the government or the king, and do as they like.

[ god does he ever want to eat the government ]

[nottheproblem]

A man of freedom. I have known a few men of 'freedom.' And by that, you mean to say you are actually uncouth and have no sense of decent priorities.

[Yes. her Don't mind her getting up into his business. He just looks like someone she knows.]

[front_mortar]

Ports'a wealth an' leisure? Sounds like ya got the right idea, hon!