The Profane, A Warship

Joseph saw John bolt from the cargo hold and decided he would also take a look. He found a large amount of stolen gold and supplies. "We hit the jackpot men. Start loading it onto The Profane." Joseph smiled and walked back to the deck.

"Get a gangplank across to the Profane, now" John barked. The knights followed, probably only because they had to do it anyways. John rushed to the sickbay and came bursting in. He saw Fredrick just laying there. He could barely see the raising of his chest. John pulled the bottle out of his jacket. It had leaked all of his jacket. He tips Fredrick's head back and forced his mouth open. He poured some in. It probably was a little extra then Fredrick needed, but it should hurt him. He found a bedpan and placed the dripping bottle in it. Now John had to just wait and hope it would work.

The Knights began to haul the cargo aboard The Profane. Joseph walked back out to have a word with the captain of the pirate vessel and see if he could get some recruits.

He saw a ring on the captains finger that stood out from the rest. It glowed and had strange markings on it. Joseph walked up to the captain who was tied up, and took it off his finger. The captain tried to resist but couldnt.

Upon closer inspection, the ring had almost a language of sorts on it. The letters glowed golden.

After a few moments, John went to go check on how everything was going. It would do no good just to sit there and worry.

John went up to deck. He could see that the pirate ship that The Scarbourer had been sunk. It was a shame it had to be destroyed. A lot of good supplies most of been lost. John made his way to the ship to give Joseph an update. John had figured he was technically part of Joseph's mission too to save Fredrick.

John walked up to Joseph. Joseph was holding something up. It looked lie a ring. "You find something special?" John said have joking.

Joseph slipped the ring into a pocket on his jacket. "No. Just an antique. How is the scarbourer?"

Joseph looked across The Profane and saw that the last brig was finally being pulled in close.

Jospeh seemed a little of, but John did not care they had gotten the job done. "I think the scarbourer should be fine. It looked like it sunk the pirate ship though. I actually came over here to give you an information on the patient."

"Well, what's the information?" Joseph asked. He climbed back onto The Profane and readied himself for the second fight.

He started to load his blunderbuss "The crate that held the medicine was broken by one of the low flying chain shots. All but one bottle was smashed and even that was not in the best of shape," He said someone somber, "But I think I got enough to him to at least get him back on his feet for maybe a week."

"Long enough for you to order more. Without me." Joseph stood on the side of the ship ad the scarcely manned pirate brig came into view. The crew had already surrendered and The Knights boarded to tie them up and take the cargo.

John followed, "With a little luck, yes there should be enough." He said, "But we will not know that till the next order comes in," He added a smirk.

"Alright then. I suppose once we man these ships and sail back to New York, we are done?" Joseph smirked as he reloaded his pistols. He hated the idea of them not being loaded. "Or was there something else?

"Well you still do owe me an ax." John said as he loaded his blunderbass, "and maybe a few other things about the last job," John was half joking, half serious at this point.

"Tell you what. You can take whatever Axe you want from these dead pirates." Joseph laughed. "What else was it that I supposedly owe you? Trying to decide if I'm going to pay you back."

"I mean the ax from the last job." John turned and faced Joseph, just to make sure he couldn't pull anything. "One hand picked member and the ability to use your organization."

"You're funny. We worked together once because your butcher friend needed us to. That's it. I don't owe you anything. The fact you're even asking, I find ironic." Jospeh stepped onto the Brig and looked back at John. "I sold the Axe to a merchant across from the church by Fort Arsenal. He should still have it."

John just chuckled to himself as he stepped on to the brig after Joseph, "That butcher friend as you called him, is an actually doctor who probably saved your life." He then pulled out a piece of paper, "and those things I think you owe me are legally mine." He then handed Joseph the paper. What was a legal document that showed them the terms of their contract of the rats mission. It was actually notarized by the court. "Do you think I did all my work in the shadows." he said with a smirk.

"Oh? Why thank you for bringing that up. I'll have my fellow Templar Masters talk to the courts and have it officially revoked. They have much more pull with the government than you do." Joseph laughed and sat down on the side of the ship. He was waiting for The Knights to recruit more pirates. And waiting for everyone to man the two new vessels, so they could be brought back to the fort.

John just started to laugh and laugh as he walked away. He hand on his blunderbass just in cause Joseph just shot him again. He just kept laughing, "Child," he muttered just loud enough for Joseph to hear. "never will learn."

Joseph rolled his eyes and saw that the ships were ready to depart. "Alright men, we sail for Fort Arsenal. Follow The Profane." And with that, the sails were out and the ships all began to come about to face the opposite direction.

John went down to the sickbay to see how Fredrick was doing. As he walked in he could see there were a few more bodies in it this time. Some men must of got injured during the fight. He walked slowly up to Fredrick. He sat down beside him. He had already regained some of his color back. That was good. John sat there the whole way back. Just thinking how this wasn't as bad as he thought it would be at first.

A days worth of steady sailing later, the small fleet of Templar ships made it to Fort Arsenal. Everyone docked and unloaded cargo from the captured ships. Joseph was pleased with himself and displayed it by giving everyone an extra quarter of their share of the prize.

He had Guards walk with him as he escorted the mercenary out of the Fort with his patient. "I hope we won't need to work together soon." He said. Although he knew they would.

"That is one thing we agree on," John said as he walked away with Fredrick who looked much better now. He patted Fredrick on the back, "Lets go check in with O'Riley."

They headed off and meet up with O'Riley. He was pleased with how everything went. He was hoping John and Joseph would make amends, but O'Riley guess he would just have to wait.

About a week later O'Riley appeared in front of Joseph office door and knocked three times.

Joseph came to the door half dressed, with his pants constantly slipping off his waist. He had a couple of girls behind him as he opened it, and the only clothing he had on were his very loose fitting pants. He saw O'Reilly and immediately lost the smile on his face. Business.

The boy handed one of the girls his bottle of rum and said, "Darling, we can finish this later, this is quite impotant."

Thr girls nodded and walked away, revealing that they were dressed in the same manner, with their products on display. Jospeh picked his pants up a bit and then let go. They fell back down just below his waist line, showing some hair. And the loose material of the pants, combined with his recent arousal, didn't leave much up to the imagination.

"Why Mr. O'Reilly. What a pleasant surprise. Won't you come in?" Joseph said, half sarcastic, and half serious. He gestured inside.

O'Riley walked in with his usual smile and business attire of nice pants, a white shirt, a vest and nice coat. "Oh I am so glad you are in. I figured we could get the paper work out of the way since the favor as been officially finished" He took his jacket of and hung it on his arm, "may I take a seat?"

"Well of course." Joseph walked to the table and took a seat in his desk. Not bothering to get dressed.