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"Clam down Rachel." He hated having her as his first mate since she was his adopted daughter but he could never tell her no. "Rachel leave that man with a couple of the deck hands and get up here I don't need you getting your hands dirty in this situation." Above all else he hated when she got involved in violence. He glanced around feeling impatient. "Do I need to wipe your butt's too? Two of you grab that rat and take him to the brig!" As the two deck hands took the stowaway Rachel came up the stairs to Jack. "Rachel you know I hate it when you get to involved in the dangerous matters on the ship." But no matter how had he tried he couldn't get mad at her. "Now I need you to take care of one thing for me, can you do that? Ok I need you to keep all the men on deck sharp I'm going to question that stowaway and get a count of all our supplies before we land on Black Beard's Island. I trust that this will be enough for now and that you'll keep out of trouble." When he was assured that she knew what she had to do Jack made his way to the brig to squeeze information out of the stowaway. "Deck hand," he said to one of the crew "go below and get me a full count of what's there. If I don't have it by dinner you'll be on a long boat in the middle of nowhere. Am I clear!" Jack peered at the man as to fully intimidate him. "A-A-Aye Cap'n. A-Anything else C-Cap'n?" The man stuttered. "Just one." he paused with a slight smile on his face, "Do you want a last meal before I set you adrift?" With that the deck hand ran down below to get a full tally of everything on The Bloody Coral.