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fandomhigh2021-05-10 04:19 pm
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Pirating! How To Get Stuff And Sail Good Doing It
Hello, class! Neither of your teachers had actually applied to teach this class, but Edward, at least, didn't seem particularly fussed about it. Beyond the bit where they were in a classroom, when this class was clearly a better fit for running about outside causing trouble.
"Morning, lads," he called, his voice filling the room. "And welcome to 'Pirating'. Some sad old scholar will likely tell you that that ain't a word. Ignore them. Rule number one of piracy is: we do as we want and become who we like! Regardless of classroom conventions and dictionaries and all that rot!"
He stomped his foot once, smirking, and called, "My name is Edward Kenway, captain of the Jackdaw. Though if you ask the English, I've many a different name, and few of them flattering."
Well. Duke could at least agree with that rule. Though he was a bit distracted side-eying the class roster.
Specifically the two cops on said roster.
“And I’m just Duke,” he said, lifting his hand in a little wave. At least with Edward here he didn’t feel the need to do his own pirate-y accent.
Eh, if the two cops decided to make trouble, Edward would know how to deal with them. (And his accent wasn't piratey, bloody hell. He was Welsh, thank you very much.)
"Myself and my new compatriot here will be teaching you all about the ways of the pirate this semester, as ordained by the school moose," said Edward, all grins. "From climbing the rigging all the way to cuttin' off noses where necessary. Now, I'm afraid I haven't been on this island in some time, and so do not recognize your faces. Would you care for an introduction of your own?"
“That had better be hyperbole.” Duke rubbed the bridge of his nose and wondered what the hell the moose had gotten him into now.
“Introductions,” he agreed. “A first week tradition. Tell us, uh. Your name and what kind of pirate-y thing you want to learn.”
"Pirate-y," Edward concluded, "Is hereby declared a word, as well."
Oh, this would be fun.
"Morning, lads," he called, his voice filling the room. "And welcome to 'Pirating'. Some sad old scholar will likely tell you that that ain't a word. Ignore them. Rule number one of piracy is: we do as we want and become who we like! Regardless of classroom conventions and dictionaries and all that rot!"
He stomped his foot once, smirking, and called, "My name is Edward Kenway, captain of the Jackdaw. Though if you ask the English, I've many a different name, and few of them flattering."
Well. Duke could at least agree with that rule. Though he was a bit distracted side-eying the class roster.
Specifically the two cops on said roster.
“And I’m just Duke,” he said, lifting his hand in a little wave. At least with Edward here he didn’t feel the need to do his own pirate-y accent.
Eh, if the two cops decided to make trouble, Edward would know how to deal with them. (And his accent wasn't piratey, bloody hell. He was Welsh, thank you very much.)
"Myself and my new compatriot here will be teaching you all about the ways of the pirate this semester, as ordained by the school moose," said Edward, all grins. "From climbing the rigging all the way to cuttin' off noses where necessary. Now, I'm afraid I haven't been on this island in some time, and so do not recognize your faces. Would you care for an introduction of your own?"
“That had better be hyperbole.” Duke rubbed the bridge of his nose and wondered what the hell the moose had gotten him into now.
“Introductions,” he agreed. “A first week tradition. Tell us, uh. Your name and what kind of pirate-y thing you want to learn.”
"Pirate-y," Edward concluded, "Is hereby declared a word, as well."
Oh, this would be fun.
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Listen to the Lecture
Introductions!
Re: Introductions!
"Hey," he said, quirking up his chin. "I'm Troy. You may know me as the Disco Spider from the Radio?" Look, he was used to people just sort of knowing him, and that was currently probably his biggest claim to fame around here, probably. "And I took this class because...it sounded cool."
Well. He did try to come up with something else. Not very hard, obviously.
"Are we going to need boat clothes for this class?"
At least they would probably lean more toward eyepatches and fancy jackets rather than...well, ascots and fancy jackets, as far as boat clothes went.
Re: Introductions!
If it was anything other than "clothes you can wear on a boat", the answer was "no", as far as Duke was concerned.
Re: Introductions!
His eyes drifted distinctly toward their pants speculatively.
"Maybe a peg-leg?"
Re: Introductions!
". . . I can promise you no one will try to amputate your leg and replace it with a peg," Duke said. "Wear clothes you can move in that you don't mind getting wet, and you should be good."
Re: Introductions!
He nodded a little.
"I think I can manage that," he said.
Talk to the Teachers
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Yes. Definitely taking these lads out to the Jackdaw next time. Though was it just him, or did students get older every year?
Re: Talk to the Teachers
And was really wondering about that nose cutting off comment.
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