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]

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.