SAIL.

   THANK YOU!!!!!!! I’M FEELIN’ TWENTY-TWOOOOO ♫♪

Captain Kenway's hidden room undetected for so many centuries but finally found, and if the information were right, the Precursor object was here for her to find.      Light footsteps moved along the carpeted floor, the room dimly lit and it held a glimmer of mystery. However, Evie stumbled back as she saw a man standing by what looked like the wheel of a ship. Her eyebrows contracted in distrust and quietly flicked a throw knife between her fingers, though he had probably heard her come down the stairs.       Narrowing her eyes, it was then that she noticed the man's attire which resembled hers, yet it came from a different time. An assassin? Or was this just a trap?      “Who are you?” she demanded, sharply; and keeping her distance.  

you’re gonna need a mop, kenway.

          Staring him down ( or up as  most of the world was to her ) she tried to find the right words that would best represent her true feelings and her well thought out response. Silence was deafening and could often be mistaken for something that it isn’t. Eyes squinted, lips pursed before she pushed her shoulders back and crossed her arms over her chest. Finally, she would reply.                                           “ Bullshit. “