AGE OF PIRACY AU (1)

[agoodname]

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[agoodname]

[there's an amused, creaking laugh that follows him out of the alley. ur hilarious, he very much enjoyed this]

[enigmaster]

[wow! wow!!! so rude!!!!

but honestly, okay. let's see how much of this is horseshit. let's go to the tavern, why not.]

[agoodname]

[the tavern is...as loud and raucous as expected. Drinking, laughing, shouting, a brawl in the corner--standard pirate town tavern stuff. No sign of any birds, though :) There's a young man behind the bar, polishing a glass. His pale blue eyes flick over to Edward as he walks in, briefly, before they glance away again, called back to his task]

[enigmaster]

[Of course there's no bird. Why did he think there'd be a bird. And now he's in a tavern, all loud noises and chaos and--

he just barely manages to sidestep someone spilling their drink on him.

Eugh.

...He's just going to find whatever place is least

crowded

and sit down there.]

[agoodname]

[he's got a couple minutes to wait before that young man behind the bar counter manages to make his way over to him, limping over, foot turned oddly outward as he slings a bar towel over his shoulder] Alright, what'll it be?

[enigmaster]

Huh? [he blinks, looking up. oh. right.] Ah. Whatever is both cheap and unlikely to make me throw up, I suppose? If you have any recommendations for that.

[agoodname]

[he gives him a slightly funny look--somewhere between amusement and confusion] Aye. Ale it'll be. [and he turns to head back to the bar--though he's immediately stopped by a large, meaty hand on his shoulder] "Oy, Penguin, get us another round, would'ye? We're thirsty!" [and Penguin shrugs off that hand, waving] Aye, I'll bring it 'round.

[enigmaster]

[and that properly gets his attention and he raises an eyebrow] ...Penguin...?

[agoodname]

[Penguin glances back, then, arching an eyebrow right back, and gestures to his ankle--before moving to get those ales. Sorry, no time for chat atm.]

[enigmaster]

[...huh. ...well. Looks like he's sitting here a while, until they can chat, just patiently waiting until-- SIKE HE'S GETTING UP RIGHT NOW GUESS WHAT BUDDY YOU HAVE A STALKER] Rather rude, really, referring to you with a name chosen entirely for a physical impairment. Though I suppose that must be the culture around here.

[agoodname]

[Penguin frowns at that, glancing back at him, immediately wary as he makes his way back behind the bar]

You could say that. It's not exactly high society.

[enigmaster]

[he glances over towards the brawl in the corner.] Evidently not. [and looking back at this... Penguin.] Still, well. Penguins do have some things going for them. Excellent swimmers, for one. Makes up rather well for their inability to fly.

[agoodname]

[. . . .] How nice, that Penguins have some things going for them. [dryly, setting a mug on the counter in front of him] Your ale. [and he's starting to pour those others.]

[enigmaster]

Oh, yes, thanks. [just takes that] ...So, how well do you know this place?

[agoodname]

[eyebrow arch] I've been here about six months, so I know it alright.

[he's filling up those ale mugs] Clearly you're new.

[enigmaster]

I just got here, yes. [cool okay well,] And immediately wandered into some strange alleys, which I'm sure is a common thing around here. The people here are very... colorful.

[agoodname]

You're in a pirate town. Colorful is an understatement. [EVEN DRIER]

[enigmaster]

True enough, but even for that, I mean. [his fishing isn't getting him much. let's be more open.] Someone even told me to find a "flightless bird", if you can believe it. Funny, that.

[agoodname]

[there's a pause at that--before his eyes narrow, and he looks annoyed] I bet they did. [he huffs] Listen, you're cute and all, but I'm not that kind of boy. If that's what you're looking for, there's Jacob or Daylin in the corner over there, and they're always happy to serve for a coin or two.

[enigmaster]

[. . .] Oh, god, not like-- No. That is most certainly not what I am looking for.

[agoodname]

No? [eyebrow arch--and he's hefting that tray of drinks up onto his shoulder, moving out from behind the bar again, weaving his way through the crowd] What is it, then?

[enigmaster]

I just... found some very strange individual who knew my name and told me to go to the tavern and find a flightless bird. He said a lot about destiny and-- Look, there's no way to make this sound sane, and I was rather certain it was a scam, except then I would think you were in on it, which does not appear to be the case.

[agoodname]

[at that, he stops, fully, and turns his head to look at him, scruitinizing him for a moment very closely]

.....

[and then he jerks his head towards a door at the back wall]

That door there--it leads to the back room. I'm going to deliver these, so go wait for me there.

[enigmaster]

...O...kay.

[...]

This doesn't just end with me getting stabbed in there, right?

[agoodname]

[asdlkfhs at that, he looks amused]

Not unless you're running a scam on me with that man.