* Thought ye'd have a separate bottle? HA!

Happens just after the events of Roscoff, where you and him are by the ship's rail processing all that bullshit that must've happened throughout the way of extracting Crawford from France. Thanks to the massacre, your mates are down to 20.

To while away time, he suggests you to have a drink. With him. One bottle. Why? He's never answering that.

Yay! African-American Navyman!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Look at my husband. J

If you're confused if he's a Scot or not, he isn't. He just liked how they speak in general, so he's just mimicking them.

oh, and, I'm too lazy to put the usual pfp mask rn

(He doesn't have long hair anymore.) Old design/avatar:

Sorry lads, he has moobs. Its joeover.

New design (again):

tags: g&b, gnb, guts n blackpowder, guts & blackpowder, oc, u.s sailor, american sailor, navy