Capt. Lazarus Gage

I drew my sword and yelled, "Have at the(e)".

TSA/Deoderant

water hose

The voice of Bill Flint boomed from behind me and cut short my thought. I turned towards the voice, not missing a beat, “Mr. Flint, we were just talkin’ bout ya sir. How’s that lad Nathan twas with ya earlier, he seemed a bit pail.”

My interest was now sparked, “Ahh, I believe the two men you are referring to are Jonas McCormick and Tommy Halsey, interesting lads aren’t they? They came on board with two other men, Bill Flint and Nathan Bly. Tell me Ciaran, did something seem odd about those two men who knocked you down, or is it just in me head?”.

Fire be damned, I'll get that coin gold in color!

Me? Why i've never done that sort o' thing in me life!

JFK/College

Back in the galley Ciaran walks in the door cursing under his breath. I quickly offer him a tankard full of grog and some conversation, “Ah Ciaran, problems? How about a drink, or bite to eat? I’ve still got some boiled beef and soft tack.”

Cherry Bomb

I secretly like to listen to George Jones

Fetched in the dark, the doctor was still very tired.

gains/bugs

fire that man with this slip pink in color.

Toilet time!

Color of her red hair is like fire.

Smoke!

Brunch/Hang

towering inferno

Pirate treasure is only fantasy.

Breakfast/Knot

^Likes bucket boots (I'm with ya on that one).

King Kong

I like natural disasters.

“Aye sir, it’d be a pleasure.” I replied. I made a swift glance to the group and back again, giving a wary nod to Mr. Pew as to convey my thoughts about the men. I had no substance for my ill feelings for the group, and it wasn’t all of them mind you either. The man that had spoken up first, Bill Flint, seemed like a fine man, and the one named Nathan seemed to illto cause any trouble, but the other two didn’t act quite rite. Nothing apparent, just a tad off kilter and as anyone can tell you, you can’t take anything for granted at sea. The men had finished eating and their tankards were dry,I approached Mr. Flint as he started to stand. “If you’ll just follow me gentlemen, I’ll lead you to the armory as Mr. Pew suggested.” The walk to the armory was silent and the air heavy, I had a feeling these men didn’t like the idea of giving up their arms. “Time will tell” I think to myself.