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Voyage Name: Part 5 - Art
Location:Jaya
Participant(s):Solo
Description: A large Brig is brought to the docks and Calico is told to make repairs. It over a month to fix everything that is wrong with the ship. After everything is done a fight to DEFEND the ship breaks out. And Calico must deal with the thieves.

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Those smaller ships that had to be completed were. It was a long and rigorous ordeal even with the simple design given. As a deadline had been forced and with Calico working with those you couldn't be considered Shipwrights. So he had to do the bulk of the work. They had completed everything though so it would all work out in the end. Calico didn't know where they took all those little ships; nor did he ask any silly questions about where they had gone. Everything he WANTED was coming into play. All the workers that he taught, or tried to teach, looked up to him. And with their numbers increasing more and more he put himself as a person that would look out for them. At this moment he relaxed at the dry dock.

Gazing upward at the sky he spoke to himself. Everyone was working and the noise that they caused was enough to hide his words to anyone not inches by him. "I will return to you....Skypiea...I have not forgot Anne. Nor have I forgotten my defeat by you...God." His vendetta he had against those within the sky would not be forgotten. His grand plan was to control Skypiea as well as Jaya Island. The advantage of having both was something he just couldn't be passed up. He knew exactly what he would do also. As ships could one day sail more than just the seas. The very sky could transversed if done right. Though he didn't know of any other flying machines he didn't care. He planned to go far beyond what you'd think. All it would take was time. And he had all of that. He didn't plan on dying anytime soon at all. The only real problem he had right now was resources and a place to create. As his dry dock he worked at wasn't his. He didn't own any land at all on Jaya or any other place. He had to change that. But how to do that was something he needed to figure out. As though he was a brutal person he didn't see that as a way to gain this particular Island. They deal with pirates almost everyday. Wild and harsh acts are normal. He wouldn't place a gentle hand over this island but rather a protective one. He couldn't really call it false hope of protection. As he would keep them protected. But that came with a few things. His thoughts about his conquest would be ended however as a bell would echo through the gotdamn area. Breaking him away from his thoughts. "Nani!?"

It was brought in and Calico just rolled his eyes and shook his head in irritation. How the hell they managed to sail a ship for this long was beyooond him. It wasn't just battered with holes and unprofessional patches; it just looked dirtier than Calico when he goes a week without caring for his hygiene. Which everyone here had witnessed. It wasn't a pretty sight or something you wanted to smell. Just like this ship. It smelled. He would run his fingertips through his beard with his right hand.  Scrubbing at his chin as he looked at the vessel before them. He honestly ain't know what they wanted.

"Hmph, Hmph. See this ship, hmph." It was the Man that was in charge of all of this. The Man that knew the real name of Calico Jack. The Captain. The Leader. The Head Honcho. Don Fridge. He was a Elderly Man. Though age has been nothing but good to him. He was plump and held power within his hands. He was a shipwright as well. But didn't wish to touch anything that wasn't his personal vessel. Why? No one freakin' knew.

"Yeah I see the piece of shit....watcha want us to do about it? Scrap it? Repairs?" Calico would say as he get examining the Brig. He didn't move from his spot. From the height and angle he was at he could see what he needed to see.

"Hmph, Repairs. But do the best work you've done ever while working under me. Hmph. As that will determine if you are free to go and your secret says between us." He'd say as he'd place a hand on Calico's shoulder. After a few seconds he'd walk away.

"Everything I touch is my best work." Calico planned to not say anything to the Bastard. The only reason words came out of his mouth is because that is what happened to his thoughts sometimes. Once Don Fridge was gone Calico would head down to get closer to the ship. He needed to assign people to certain things. He'd take the bulk of the work but certain things like moving things or cleaning wouldn't be needed by him. He have them all walk with him with the ship now docked at the dry dock. The Water was still being let out so they would start topdeck. "Captain's Cabin....no real structural damage. But there is a odor...like fuck. You three. Remove everythang. Clean everything that can't be moved out....I will ask if they want new things or the old crap. " Once he'd leave out of the Captain's Cabin he'd stop. "I should've said this first....SWAB THE DECK MATIES" Calico always wanted to say something like that. Even though he didn't know if he said it right. The shrouds Mizzen, Main mast, and foremast all would need to be replaced. Two hand already fallen over and were just in the way. The other one, the main mast, needed to be replaced due to it looking like it'd topple over at any moment. He assigned a total of twenty people to deal with removing them. They'd head below deck and to the gunports. "Man, they got recked, good shit. " Calico would say. Commenting on the large hole where one of the guns would've been placed.

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They were spread out. Everyone person was at least doing something. Putting in work. Calico was the only person in another league but that was because he was better than them. He was working that a damn dog. He had to go out and chop down a decent amount of lumber as they didn't have any. He couldn't take his time doing that as if he didn't take care of this no one could do anything but clean and move stuff. With the supplies placed repairs could be started immediately. He knew it would take more than just a day to make repairs, even with these amount of men. But someone got him wanting to move even quicker. It wasn't just this being his last project.

"It goin' to be a storm coming through. Entire island. All month."

He usually didn't listen to shit like that. But today he did. So not wishing to have to go and get wet lumber and having to dry it he got it while the getting was good.