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Oct. 1st, 2023 12:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jackdawvisionWHO: Edward Kenway and the network!
WHERE: the harbor.
WHEN: October 1.
WHAT: the return of the Jackdaw.
WARNINGS: none in the post! blanket Assassin's Creed warnings possible in the comments.
[The camera focuses on a ship docked in the harbor, with a set of beautiful grey canvas sails rolled up. A black flag with a skull emblem flies above the mizzenmast, the sort you'd see straight out of a Hollywood pirate movie. It looks well-cared for, in the way you'd care for something that's come into battle with you and come out again on the other side—there's iron plating on the hull and a shitload of broadside cannons.
Behind the camera, you can hear Edward's awed voice:] My god, she's beautiful.
[A pause.]
If anyone wants me, I'll be at the harbor. I've some legalities I need to tie up to claim the Jackdaw as mine own once more.
[ACTION]
[Sure enough, Edward's spending much of the day at the harbor. He's clearly sped through the paperwork, and is now checking on the ship more thoroughly than he first did while he was hoisting the black flag he'd found in his bathroom. Swing by and he'll be happy to let you onboard, and you might find him, a. in the cargo hold staring at what's in there.]
...how much rum were we carrying before we went to Long Bay? [Because that looks like a lot of rum still in the hold. And sugar. Had he really forgotten to off-load all that before he went to the Observatory?] I wonder if this will still sell. How much is ammunition these days...?
[Or, b. in the captain's cabin, where it turns out there's a rather motley collection of clothes and deadly weapons sitting there, and a few maps and charts on the table. Edward pries open a floorboard, then:] Hah! I knew it was still here! [And he pulls out a bottle of very expensive-looking alcohol.] What do you think, has it turned to vinegar by now?
WHERE: the harbor.
WHEN: October 1.
WHAT: the return of the Jackdaw.
WARNINGS: none in the post! blanket Assassin's Creed warnings possible in the comments.
[The camera focuses on a ship docked in the harbor, with a set of beautiful grey canvas sails rolled up. A black flag with a skull emblem flies above the mizzenmast, the sort you'd see straight out of a Hollywood pirate movie. It looks well-cared for, in the way you'd care for something that's come into battle with you and come out again on the other side—there's iron plating on the hull and a shitload of broadside cannons.
Behind the camera, you can hear Edward's awed voice:] My god, she's beautiful.
[A pause.]
If anyone wants me, I'll be at the harbor. I've some legalities I need to tie up to claim the Jackdaw as mine own once more.
[ACTION]
[Sure enough, Edward's spending much of the day at the harbor. He's clearly sped through the paperwork, and is now checking on the ship more thoroughly than he first did while he was hoisting the black flag he'd found in his bathroom. Swing by and he'll be happy to let you onboard, and you might find him, a. in the cargo hold staring at what's in there.]
...how much rum were we carrying before we went to Long Bay? [Because that looks like a lot of rum still in the hold. And sugar. Had he really forgotten to off-load all that before he went to the Observatory?] I wonder if this will still sell. How much is ammunition these days...?
[Or, b. in the captain's cabin, where it turns out there's a rather motley collection of clothes and deadly weapons sitting there, and a few maps and charts on the table. Edward pries open a floorboard, then:] Hah! I knew it was still here! [And he pulls out a bottle of very expensive-looking alcohol.] What do you think, has it turned to vinegar by now?
