Daniel sat on a barrel on the deck, cleaning his rifle for the third time today. Some of the passing crew gave him annoyed looks and called him lazy under their breath before going back to their duties, the former Imperial elite did his best to ignore them. He was a soldier, not a sailor, and because of that he doesn't know what to do on a ship other than to prepare for any kind of combat.
He sighed as he finished cleaning his weapon, wondering what kind of mess he's gotten himself into by joining pirates. Pirates! The one thing an Imperial soldier should never be... But what else can he do. He shook his head clear of these thoughts, they would get him nowhere. Daniel inspected his rifle again... It looked like it could use another clean, so he shrugged and started over again.