Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27603392-20140616135216/@comment-4681758-20140713203350

Despite Silver's natural perpensitity for joking himself, blowing a hole in his ship and setting fire to it tended to wear his patience thin. Ordering his ship to set full sail in the opposite direction of the Leviathan for the time being, and dragged the bound Wolfe into his cabin, while ordering the salt water for Cass's injury. Locking the door behind him, Silver the proceeded to punch Wolfe in the face.

"Really?  Ye know, I thought it was odd that she could breathe underwater, and why she hasn't seem to have aged in 30 years!  OF COURSE I KNEW!!!  And ye know, it would have been bad enough that YE BLEW A FUCKING HOLE IN MY SHIP, but then you had to shoot Cass...  That shit won't fly on my ship.  It's very rare that I feel the need to take a special interest in a man's death, but ye sure as Hell made the list." Grabbing Wolfe again, he brought him out to the main deck, and had his crew tie him to the main mast, while keeping his previous chains on him.

"Mr. Hawkins, be ready to board them again."

"Aye, sir."

Returning below deck, Silver ran down to where Cass was recovering, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw she was alright. Looking over to Silver, Cass gave a soft laugh.

"I know what you're going to say, Silver.  And you really think now is the time to talk about this?"

"Ye know me better than anyone, Cass.  And ye also know that I wanna talk about this as much as you do.  But we've been doing this for over 3 decades now, and if something happened to ye, and I didn't say any of this-"

"I know, I know...  I feel the same way."

"We've got a prisoner who needs your attention, but we're talking about this tonight.  How's the arm?"

"C'mere and see..."

"Don't tempt me, woman."