A Pirate's Life

Feliciana made her way under the deck and was putting her stuff down in the sleeping quarters when she heard the foul Captain and Spaniard yelling. "Hmm? A spy? That's exciting! I hope they kill the Captain for all I care." She adjusted her pants and made her way back up to the deck. She now was ready to start her new life as Feliciano.

Eventually Friedrichs ship was getting close to the port. But he had studied the map and pointed the helmsman to go to a cove and have the ship anchored there. He took two squads with him and they rowed to shore and established a small camp within sight of their ship. Once they were set up, he took one of the squads and they headed toward the port town. He had each of his men pair up and told them to try to remain out of sight while patrolling. He on the otherhand would go alone. He decided to go to the place every pirate would eventually wind up at: The bar.

Kirsten cocked her ear, trying to hear the commotion aboard the ship.
Well, darn, I'm too far away, I can't hear!
She was frustrated.
She swum forwards a little, towards the source of the voices and listened. She could hear yelling, and something about a spy.

((Hey, hey, where's Alex's hiding place? I might help ^w^
*might create a distraction so Alex can hide until Yukiko arrives*))

Atticus nodded putting his hand over her trembling one on the wheel. "Fratello is right, you are the toughest person I know. If anyone can take down the Kirklands, it's you Madame." He turned to Matteo and ruffled his hair. "And you! You look healthier than I've ever seen you!" He squeezed Matteo's forearm. "And we may not even need the canons with these guns at the ready!" Atticus chuckled and stared out at the ocean. Although it did not show, he was very worried about the events yet to come.

Esmeralda watched Viktor as he walked away to discuss with the Navigator and sighed. She turned around to see a slightly disjointed Anton. "Ah! Don't worry, he is a very gentle giant once you get to know him!" She chuckled a bit nervously and switched her feet. "Well, uh, I better take care of Jake here!" She turned and lifted up the drunkard's arms and slowly started dragging him across the deck. "Damn, he's heavier than I thought...."

Friedrich bought a meal at the bar with a few gold coins and sat in an alcove patiently waiting. From what he could hear from the chatter around him, pirate activity was prevalent in this area. He was approached by a prostitute, but he turned her away. He was simply not that kind of man. He was a professional soldier afterall. And professionals he believed had standards. Something he highly doubted these pirates had. Seeing as it was going to be awhile before anything happened, he decided to draw in the notepad he had brought with him.

Atticus's heart broke a bit when she let go, but shifted that feeling aside. "Oh! It is no problem Captain! Matteo, I am so happy you are feeling better. You look better than a new pearl fratello!"

Her face returned to it's normal state as she squinted towards the horizon. "Boys, tell me. Are we getting closer to Nassau?" Yukiko was determined to plunder a ship....though she hoped Her Majesty's Rose wasn't one of them.
But in her gut, she felts as though Alex was in dire need of help. Perhaps I can distract Arthur by steering my ship closer to his?

(Italics are thoughts.)

Antonio: "Good. I am not sure where the spy is. I think the cap'n might have an idea where the spy is" He looks around. "talk with the cheff after dark"

Anton: Smiles back at the woman. "Ah! It is okay! I am fine!" Looks back up for a second. "It appears the sails have been fixed!" He turns and looks back at the woman again, smiling warmly. "I believe you! Judging by his accent, I would say he is from somewhere in Russia, so we will get along well!" He looks around, "by the waty, ehh, where would our quarters be located comrade? I need to set up my hammock."

Jake: He slowly starts to stand up, and shuffles over to a bench. "O-Oh..." He appears to be verry dizzy

Simeon by now had all his attention turned to the drunk. All that went around in his head was how disgusting it was, how stupid, how... He couldn't even describe it. And his face sure showed that. Usually he'd hid such feelings, as cooks don't look down on others like that but he doubted anyone will pay attention to him. Well, that was what he'll tell himself later, now he wasn't thinking about that. He fell sorry for the one who picked to drag him but definitely didn't want to help that drunk, so he just watched.

Antonio: the first mate decided that in the captain's absence, he would make sure everyone was in order. He had gone near the captains quarters, and started Watching everybody, seeing their navigator and chuckling nervously.