I was ready. I had my slingshot, plenty of scraps, and was prepared to board the merchant ship. I know that a real weapon would have been better but ole Barty here says "I am simply not of age to bear arms." Odessa has a damn golden revolver and I get a 'y' shaped piece of wood.
"Eldon... what are you doing?" asked the Captain.
I thought it was a bit obvious, but she was having none of it and sent me down below with Rowena. I had to go hide out with the medic?! No offense to the doc, she can patch up the nastiest of wounds, but the crew was risking their lives and I had to listen to the sounds of gun fire and sword play behind a door.
I just wish to carry my own weight on the ship. I already owe the Captain the world and, as Seymour taught me, a pirate should choose his debts wisely. Seymour is all sniper-like and doesn't talk much to me or anyone but one night he saw me eyeing the crow's nest and snuck me up for a look. I tried but failed to race him up the post, and we sat there for a while listening to the wind hit the sails. It was a cloudy evening and the shadows hid that mean mug of his. Out of nowhere he casually whispered about the importance of paying off one's debts. I guess the old guy wanted to pass on some knowledge to the kid. The presentation was a bit silly but coming from Seymour I took it to heart and now I make sure to keep track of what's owed.
Right before the raid, we had escaped an exciting storm that nearly blew me off the Harlot as I tried to keep hold of a sail. As Odessa passed, she nearly tumbled off the starboard side but I made sure to catch her. Light as a cloud that one is. I find it humorous that a girl with nearly 10 years on me can be half my size, but that's Odessa. I neither expected nor needed a gesture of appreciation from her and received none. Instead, I made a mental note that she owed me a minor debt while she pointed out that I had let go of a sail. I returned to business and what do you know, a few moments later the wind whipped up and lifted me off of my feet. I did my best impression of a waving flag until Odessa ran up and tied me down. Her debt was payed. We were even.
The crew returned from the raid with a new engine and Otto threatened to whip me for being excited about it. How dare I show any signs of joy? We wouldn't want smiles spreading through the ship. I don't think the Boatswain could function.
Eldon Bridges
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The Adventures of the HMS Harlot
ПриключенияThe Adventures of the HMS Harlot is a collection of diary entries written by the crew of the HMS Harlot. Join them as they rule the skies led by their fearless and bloodthirsty leader Victoria Neckett. Come aboard and experience the sword fights, de...