July 28, 1704 - Aboard the Watch Dog
Three bells of the First Dog Watch.
The First Dog Watch was almost over and still the small boats were ferrying the Larboard Watch back from the docks. Most of them returned in good spirits, glad to have had at least some respite ashore. They returned of course, in varying degrees of joy, some having already spent a coin or two too many on such a short leave. some were already possessed of new hats or local baubles.
Alan Woodington returned with a smile and an eye that was already darkening from some untold event ashore. Someone had given him a very immediate souvenir, but He simply smiled and saluted the Captain as he came aboard the 'Dog, and William made no inquiries.
Lazarus Gage returned in a fashion which was not surprising, for the boat which bore him hence was heavily laden with acquired goods.
"I don't recall any orders touching the larder, Mister Gage..."
Lazarus simply smiled. "Personal stores, Captain."
"If that is what passes for personal stores, Mister Gage, then I shall be dining at your table in the future, and not my own."
"Aye, sah. Just trifles, Sah. We are frightfully low on those spices which come from abroad."
"Your galley, your judgment."
"Thank you, sah."
~Starboard Watches on Duty~