Audio- A few days after New Tick

[saltnpepperbeard]

This machine has other all sorts of funny little functions I haven't learned yet, can one of them read? All the fucking things it seems to do, and I can't find a way to make it fucking useful apart from this.

[There's a crash as something or other is thrown, and a beat while Ed composes himself again.]

...Or I 'spose I could hire a boy? I don't suppose there's anyone here looking for that sort of work, mm? Don't have a lot to pay with round here, not that a bit of gold would do anyone much good, huh? Lots of fish to spare, and those annoying lobster lookin' things.

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[plate_builder]

Are you trying to read things on the communication device? There's a button for that, I expect Tony coded it as it sounds like Jon. Look for a button on the bottom of screens that looks like a pair of eyeglasses and it will read any highlighted text.

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[saltnpepperbeard]

With the thing. [He corrects, but he gives a hum.] It can do that? [There's an echoed voice in the background as Ed tries it out on a bit of text.] Fuck me.

[plate_builder]

[Reeve coughs, because yes, he of course takes that line differently than most would.]

Well, it's useful then?

[saltnpepperbeard]

[Well he'll have to get used to that turn of phrase, Ed throws it around far too often for Reeve to blush every time.]

'Spose so. Least for some things. Doesn't help with the book, but it's good to know.

[plate_builder]

[He is used to it. He's just thinking.]

Then you will need a tutor.

[saltnpepperbeard]

M'not some poncy little schoolboy.

[plate_builder]

You know that learning something requires a tutor, and does not make you a poncy anything?

[saltnpepperbeard]

[His silence radiates a pout.]

...Not like I'll be doing much reading apart from this. Easier to hire someone to read it.

[plate_builder]

You believe you shall never find a need to read again?

[saltnpepperbeard]

I'm fucking Blackbeard, Mate. I run a ship. Not a lot of call for reading and writing in that line of work. Only met one pirate mental enough to have a hoard of books with him.

[plate_builder]

I am not certain I know what you mean by 'Blackbeard'. And I can fathom many reasons for a person who runs a ship to need to know how to read.

[saltnpepperbeard]

Wh- [Enjoy a stunned and baffled silence. It may be the first time he's encountered someone who doesn't know the legend of Blackbeard.] Are you serious, man?

[A sigh.] Havin' done it since I was a lad, I can tell you, I've done fine for myself.

[plate_builder]

Quite serious. I've no idea who you are in your world, but your name means nothing to me, Ed.

How do you even keep ship logs?

[saltnpepperbeard]

[After sitting with it a moment it doesn't have quite the same odd thrill as Stede not recognizing him as Blackbeard. Blackbeard not being known at all, that...feels wrong.] Hmm...

M'Pirate, Reeve. Don't exactly jot down receipts. And if we did, it wouldn't be the Captain's job.

[plate_builder]

[Reeve rolls his eyes.]

Records are needed even for pirates, Ed.