[RL w/Jacky; Sailing on the High Seas]
Shuraiya settled back in the dingy booth, fingers running over the edge of his laptop before closing and pushing it aside, reaching instead for the heavy glass of rum to his right. It had been thankfully refilled by a buxom barmaid just moments before while he was fiddling with that ridiculous contraption of his.
He obliged her with a slight smile and nod, actually in what could actually be called a good mood for the first time in what felt like weeks -- his bounty clearance went through without a hitch, his ship was more or less in decent condition, and... he was waiting on a friend. A friend.
Someone was actually coming to see him, it was nothing short of astounding to the bounty hunter -- to be honest, Jacky was probably one of the only people from the community (barring a certain commodore) he would actually want to see outside of icons and text. So he sat, nursing the rum and watching the door for the former pirate.
He obliged her with a slight smile and nod, actually in what could actually be called a good mood for the first time in what felt like weeks -- his bounty clearance went through without a hitch, his ship was more or less in decent condition, and... he was waiting on a friend. A friend.
Someone was actually coming to see him, it was nothing short of astounding to the bounty hunter -- to be honest, Jacky was probably one of the only people from the community (barring a certain commodore) he would actually want to see outside of icons and text. So he sat, nursing the rum and watching the door for the former pirate.