Tonight's
installment features the lovely Robertina, also known as Bob (yes like Blackadder)! I'm so
glad I have a real Bob to interact with on the weekends. Every time I
see her it makes my day a little happier because of all the havoc we
bring to the captains, and the mirth we give to the patrons.
Enjoy!
The Hat
Robertina handed Anne a hat.
“Don’t ask where I got it, all right?” Anne inspected the oddly shaped cap. It
almost looked like a question mark and flopped oddly when Anne shoved it onto
her head.
“Will it be missed?” Anne adjusted
the fabric and pulled the tasseled end over her shoulder. It was almost
endearing in a completely mad sort of way.
“Only by the dead.” Robertina gave
Anne a smile that said that more than the dead would be missing this hat. It
wasn’t exactly the sort of thing you saw everyday.
“Robertina-“
“Bob in public, please.” Robertina
shooed Anne up the stairs of the inn and into a room. “Can’t have the mates
thinking I’m a girl, now can we?”
“How long have you kept it up?”
Anne plopped into a chair, her feet were killing her in their new boots.
Robertina smirked. “From the crew
or captain?” She laughed at Anne’s flabbergasted expression. “None but Hawkyns
knows my true identity. He’s a good captain.” Anne noted the shine in
Robertina’s eyes and wondered what exactly was so fascinating about sailors that
made women constantly fall in love with them. Robertina couldn't have been more than a few years older than Anne.
“He might be my father.” Anne
blurted. Robertina’s eyebrows raised most the way up her forehead.
“Do tell.” She crossed her legs
and propped her head in her hands. “I want to hear everything.”
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