I'll tell you a tale of the bottomless blue

[touchofcashmere]

Who: Stede Bonnet and you!
What: New Shipmate Shenaniganry
When: End of April, beginning of May
Where: Everywhere
Warnings: None yet



I. Welcome to the World of Tomorrow
There is very little about this new world that Stede understands. It's all baffling to him, some of it downright incomprehensible. So if you see a flickering of lights coming from a nearby room, you might find the gentleman pirate turning the lightswitch on and off again.

"Would you look at that? Amazing! And so bright! You could read all night with something like that. But how does the fire extinguish and go back on so easily? Or burn without heat?" He glances at whomever found him. "Listen... you don't think we're dead, do you?"

II. Sign-ups Here
Stede is a professional at these things by now. He feels disjointed in this strange world and the best thing to do when you're disjointed is to seek the familiar. So he has a deckchair and a little table-managed to procure a pen and paper from somewhere and accosts anyone who passes by.

"Hello! Would you like to sign up to be a pirate? No pay just yet but adventure and glory and a cut of any treasure we come across. You wouldn't say no to some nice booty, would you?"


III. Room-Mate [locked to Gogol]

Somehow or another Stede has found his room, but when he pushes open the door his expectant face falls.

"Please tell me this is a closet."

Then he notices the room is occupied.

"Oh, sorry, is this yours? It's a very nice closet. You could do a lot with it."



IV. Hit him up with anything. He is down for adventure.

Comments

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[fonomena]

He'd been quite inclined to just sort of idly drift by the little setup, more set on a path towards a set of stairs up to the next deck, but--well, a question like that would grab just about anyone's attention! Jade pauses, taking in the pen and the paper and the man currently presiding over them with slightly arched eyebrows, before a mildly amused sort of smile falls upon his features.

"Well, most unfortunately, I'm afraid I'm probably under some professional obligation to decline this offer..." Because there's a profession or two that's technically supposed to be opposed to piracy, generally, and perhaps Stede might be able to attempt a guess or two at the profession in question here--some indicator in the cut and lines of Jade's teal clothing, gear from home that he still favors rather more than anything else he's found on this ship yet; a uniform of some kind.

Still, he's not continuing on his way just yet either, as a vague curiosity takes hold. "Rather bold of you to be holding a recruitment right on the deck of someone else's ship, though! That is a very pirate sort of way to go about it. Have you found any takers so far?"

[touchofcashmere]

He's not inclined to trust men in uniform to begin with, even before he'd started on his chosen career path. Yes they might look nice, but the people in them are usually too far up their own assholes to even pretend hard enough to be polite.

"Well, I have one. Hiram, if you've heard of him. Rather creepy man. Other than that, no, but the day is still young. Anyway, where else would I hold it? Lord only knows when we'll reach port or what shape we'll be in when we get there."

[fonomena]

It does get to be a bit of a trend with folk in uniform sometimes, doesn't it? There's probably a saying to be found somewhere in here about the more unsightly habits that can be brought about by 'power' and 'authority' and so on so forth...

But Jade, for his part, certainly seems to be maintaining at least some level of politeness for the moment; Stede's point about a lack of alternatives or ports is met with a humored sort of nod in turn. "Fair enough, when you put it like that! There was another pirate who did drop by on a ship of her own quite recently--but now that I think on it, she was likely more of an exception than a rule, on that front. It seems no one has tried stopping you in your recruitment process so far, either...and so I daresay you're in the clear here regardless."

That being said...the name attached to the single pirate candidate Stede has acquired thus far is still sticking, somewhat. Jade pauses, running it against his own memory of the passengers he knows of on this ship, but... "Hiram? I don't believe I've heard of him at all, actually...and 'creepy' would be a notable sort of trait, I'd think. Perhaps I've simply yet to meet him, though...it does seem that we're having several new arrivals appear, of late. Would I be right to assume you're one of them yourself?"

Stede's face is an unfamiliar one too--part of the reason Jade finds himself lingering to have this conversation now, as opposed to going on his way quite off the bat...

[touchofcashmere]

"Oh yes, she's making quite the name for herself." And he is slightly envious and slightly terrified. But then, if she comes again, it's not as if he'll be alone. "So far. But I am ready for them if they try." He's not exactly. But he's a fair hand at swordplay so long as he can figure out how to end it without getting himself pinned to the mast.

"Well you can't know everyone, can you? And as a matter of fact I am. Just arrived... Somehow. Not entirely sure what's going on here, but that's never stopped me before." He smiles. "Yourself? Been here long?"