The Adventures of the HMS Harlot

Part 4: Eldon Bridges, Cabin Boy

Today was a snooze. Turns out Roy's quick maneuvers are not only good for escaping the Armada but also for splattering our food all over the kitchen. I was assigned the glorious job of helping our cook, Cyborg Sydney, clean things up; a perk of being the cabin boy. A lot of questions came to me as I mopped syrup off the floor and made a few observations:

I wonder if this is punishment for shooting that CE in the colony. I bet ole Barty or Otto suggested it.

Roy and Connor seem to be forgiving. Either way, it was worth it for those kids

Sydney has far too many tubs labeled 'Slop'

I swear I saw Sydney's machinery twitch on its own. Who controls what?

Did he choose to have that hand replaced with a hunk of metal?

Can he swap it out and attach a whisk or spatula to it? He'd cook so much faster

If you use a dirty cloth to wipe things down, is it still considered cleaning?

Hardened cheese is really hard to scrape up

Should we trust cheese that stays fresh up here?

We avoid moldy cheese yet blue cheese is a thing

I may have stolen some cheese

The excitement of battle may not be worth the tidying up afterwards

Dry beans can bounce pretty high

Sydney will catch said beans and toss them into a stew

Hygiene is not a top priority

What spill would leave a purple stain on the wall?

I bet I could shoot a piece of hardtack up to the crow's nest with my slingshot

Seymour could probably use some to settle his stomach

The mold is alive

There is not enough sword play involved in cooking. I don't think I'll pursue a life in the kitchen

Eldon Bridges