Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20140219044430/@comment-4681758-20140313135018

Ciarán had gotten up early, as he wasn't used to sleeping through the night, and decided to beat everyone else to the boathouse, since he had some food on him for his breakfast.

Silver, true to his word, got up an hour before dawn, and saw that a gift had been left for him. Two matching double-barreled flintlock pistols, and their respective holsters. There was also a note placed beside the guns, that read:

"Silver,

Ye'll get more use out of these on the expedition than I would just having them sit around the house.

Uncle Flint"

Smiling at his uncle's present, Silver finished getting dressed, and took out two things he'd been waiting to use since they got to the house.

Stepping down to the floor where all of his crew was, Silver blew his airhorn for a good 10 seconds, then put up the megaphone to his face: "RISE AND SHINE, JACKASSES!  GET DRESSED, GET SOMETHING TO EAT, THEN GET THE HELL DOWN TO THE BOATHOUSE!!!"