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Zarina: Helping Hand

Setting: A port in 1715 Puerto Rico

*Zarina and her crew go to the local tavern to celebrate their recent success in raiding a templar warehouse; they are about to enter the tavern when Lucina spots a familiar sight by the rum barrels at the side of the tavern*

Lucina: *Nudges Zarina, whispers* Hey, captain, look who it is. *Nods toward the man she intended for her captain to see*

Zarina: *Looks over to where Lucina was nodding to. Sees a very drunken Edward slouched against a knocked over barrel; he had a mug in his hand, and was shouting insults at random people who stared at him long enough* Heh *She walks over to him, her crew following behind* Well, well, Kenway; looks like someone's not having much success, are they? *Laughs, her hands tucked behind her back, enveloped within each other*

Crew: *Laughs along with her*

Edward: *Mumbles* Oh, bloody great just what ah need. *Looks up, struggling to hold his head up* Lass, if y'ere as smart as you make out yer're, yer would walk away...

Zarina: *Leans in closer to his face; her crew are still laughing at him* Or what? Kenway, you're too drunk to even stand, and even if yer were sober, you couldn't take me.

Edward: Are yer serious I could take yer out with me eyes closed and an arm tied behind me back! *His arms flailing as he struggled to his feet; he stumbled back over, landing on his bottom, back next to the barrel he started at, the mug still tightly gripped in his hand. He made a gesture with his free hand to signal that he had given up*

Zarina: See? I knew yer couldn't. *Turns to walk away* C'mon, men; yer better go off and celebrate, 'fore he ruins our moment.

Crew: *Zarina's crew go off to the tavern, still laughing at the drunken Edward*

Lucina: *Notices Zarina isn't following, and pauses next to her* Zarina?

Zarina: *Looks back at Edward, who was finishing off the last of his rum in the mug he held* Go. I'll sort 'im out....

Lucina: *Nods, taking an idea to what her captain had in mind*

Edward: *Tries to look up, head struggling to stay up again. He smiles to himself, giving a quiet sarcastic laugh* Yer stayin' tah continue yer fun? *Head shaking as he lowers it*

Zarina: *Folds her arms* It stopped being funny a while back, love.

Edward: Why stay?

Zarina: *Sighs* Do yer really want yer crew to see yer like this?

Edward: *Trying to lower his voice, failing* They've seen me worser

Zarina: *Shakes her head* Kenway, yer really are a loser at times. Yer meant to be the example to yer crew. Okay, I get that yer need a drink every now and then, but really? Yer sit here, in the dirt, like this? One of these days, yer crew's gonna give up on yer and leave...

Edward: *Angrily looks slightly over to her* Yeah, what do yer know?

Zarina: *Unfolds her arms, looking more frustrated with him* I know I wouldn't want me crew to see me like that *Makes a gesture to Edward*

Edward: *Makes a gesture for her to go away. Head lolls back onto the barrel*

Zarina: Speaking of yer crew, where are they?

Edward: *Head still resting on the barrel* How the fuck am I meant tah know... Probably out somewhere.

Zarina: *Rolls her eyes* C'mon *Makes an attempt to pick up Edward, only for him to stop her. He gives her a look of confusion* I'm gonna take yer back to yer ship...

Edward: Why?

Zarina: Just shut up, and let me help yer. *Throws his arm over her shoulder; makes an attempt to take the mug from him*

Edward: *Snatches it away* NO Mine!

Zarina: *Sighs* Fine. *Takes Edward back to the Jackdaw; she struggles at times, due to him overbearing his weight to one side at times, and mostly the side she had him leaning on her with. He would make attempts to start fights with others, Zarina stopping him. They eventually made it back to the Jackdaw in one piece* 'Ere *Lays him on his bed* Stay. I'll be right back.

Edward: *Laying on his bed, his arm searches his side of the bed, finding a bottle half full of rum*

Zarina: *Walks back into the room with a flannel and bowl of water. Sees Edward drinking* Edward, are you fucking kidding me?! *Rushes over, placing the bowl on the bedside table. Snatches the bottle off him, while he was in mid-drinking, causing him to give her a look* No. *He gives her a glare as well as an angry pout*

*She takes to looking after him for a while, until he sobers up a bit; she cleaned him up, due to him looking a bit sloppy, using the flannel and bowl of water she had earlier brought in. They sat in silence the whole time. She made him something she knew all too well would help with his hangover: Bouillon Soup, which was a thin vegetable based broth*

Edward: *Now sat up, Zarina sitting on the edge of the bed* Before, yer called me Edward... *She looks at him* You've never really called me that?

Zarina: Yeah, well don't think too much on it. It was just part of the moment...*Looking into her lap. After a few minutes, she aggressively replied with* And don't be spreading round that I helped yer today. I also don't wanna be making a habit outta it either. Just... Just drop it and leave it. *Standing, getting ready to leave*

Edward: *Stops her by gently grabbing her arm* Can yer stay; just for a few more minutes?

Zarina: *Glares at him, but then her look softens* Fine, but I need some rest, so move over.

Edward: *Shifts over* Fine with me, lass. *Smirks*

Zarina: *Curls up, with her back to Edward* And don't even think of doing anything... I'll break yer hand if yer do.

Edward: *Still smiling* Wouldn't dream of it, love.

Lucina: *Has been secretly following since she saw Zarina drag Edward from the tavern; stood outside Edward's room - which is separated from his study - just in case something happens*