Aboard the Jackdaw: Under Edward Kenway And The Black Flag

10: Harpoons and Recruits

Kenway woke up in the morning with one simple puke and a pesty headache, but he was fully functional. His tolerance to alcohol was so high, Anna thought it a miracle that his liver was still functioning at all.

Kenway cracked the window of his cabin and poured the contents of his yacking into the port. His face sneaked a grin as he looked at the blonde girl in the corner of his cabin as she strapped her sword and pistols to her belt around her thin waist.

"Morning, lass."

Anna tossed him some 'hangover herbs' she had gotten from John in advance,
"Good morning, captain. Take these for a headache."

With a mouthful of bitter herbs in his mouth, he mumbled,
"Sweetheart your the best."

Anna shifted awkwardly,
"Do you remember last night?"

Kenway stopped eating the plants, and looked at her with an unreadable expression on his groggy face,
"What happened?"

Oh. This is even more awkward.

"Well, you were in a very flirtatious mood, Captain." Anna ventured cautiously.

Edward threw his head back in laughter as he got up and began putting on his armor,
"Was I now? What did you think of that? Did I annoy you?"
He asked, clearly humored.

Damn this man! Just drop it!

Anna braided her long blonde hair down the side of her shoulder and tied a beaded, purple bandana across her forehead,
"If you cared to know, you shouldn't have drank so much that you couldn't remember."

"But we're pirates, Anna!" He threw his hands up in the air lightly.

Anna huffed and folded,
"Aye. I'm going topside. See you on the deck, Kenway."

As she was walking out the door Kenway called her name. She turned back around, and he said,

"You can call me Edward when I'm sober as well." He winked.

Anna gave him a face so priceless, that Kenway burst into deep, resonating laughter, and Anna had to close the door behind her quickly so the captain couldn't see her face blush a bright crimson.

Before leaving Nassau, Kenway recruited some more sailors for the ship. After all, battles with large frigates such as the Albatross didn't come without casualties. Anna watched absentmindedly as Edward shook hands with the newest batch of his men right on the edge of the land.

One of the rookies passed Anna as he boarded the Jackdaw and walked to the ship's belly with his bags. Although He was a roomie. He wasn't young. He was in his fifties, and he smelled of a liquor and sweat. His meduim-lengthed, dark grey hair framed his weathered face, and his cunning, absent eyes looked at her curiously,

"You with Kenway?" He asked her playfully.

"Aye. You too now it seems."
She said.

The man nodded with a small smirk,
"The name's Russel."

Anna shook his hand,
"Anna. You all set?"
She asked just to make small talk.

"Aye. More than set."
He said, lighting a tobacco pipe,
"Never set a foot on any other land other than Nassau. I was born here actually.. Before the island was even settled."

" I was born here too." Anna said absently,
"Or so I was told."
Anna hadn't told any of the pirates this yet. The only people she had told at all were her brothers in the thieve's guild and Captain James Fonte. Her past wasn't something she could comfortably discuss.