People thought it was weird that I liked to figure out the math behind things before people told me or figured it out which was considered very unladylike when a man is trying to explain something to you but I didn't care.
"There is-" Thomas started as we walked on the boat deck.
"Twenty lifeboats and that is not nearly enough to save every person aboard this ship," I stated as Scott tapped my hand.
"That is very true. However they do go over the required lifeboats that are needed for the ship's weight," Scott stated. I looked at him.
"I know where you are coming from, Mae, and I know that it looks scary that there is not enough lifeboats on the ship but I assure you that the ship I have built you is strong and will hold fast," Thomas said.
"Why is the lifeboat count depend on the weight?" I asked. Scott looked at the deck.
"That is the easiest way to get the total on the ship," Scott whispered. I nodded and Thomas touched my arm.
"I know that the small number of boats does seem scary mwhen the threat is ever so eminent which is why I added rings on the edges," he said to which he showed me the rings, "to add another row of lifeboats everywhere."
"Why is the second row gone right now then, Thomas?" I asked. He sighed.
"I am the designer albeit I was overturned and the extra row was taken out since people thought that the extra row of lifeboats took up too much deck space and ruined the view," he said.
"What view?" I asked. All three men looked at me and I stared at each man.
"Mae, there is quite a view with the ocean surrounding us on a ship," Scott said. I raised my eyebrow and he pulled me to the railing. "What do you see?" he whispered in my ear as he positioned himself behind me.
"Water," I stated. He chuckled.
"Look beyond that. You thought that the ocean was beautiful the other day," he said. I sighed and looked out.
"The sun is on the water and then there is water," I told him, "Scott, I thought we determined that you're the water and I'm the land."
"The water honours the land by giving it kisses and the land honours the water with understanding," he said, "Look at the water and see the dolphins right there." I looked out and a dolphin jumped out of the water. I gasped as Scott held my hand and held it up to trace the path that the dolphins were taking.
"The dolphins are beautiful," I whispered and he kissed my knuckles.
"See, you just have to know what you are looking for," he muttered in my ear. I kissed his hand that I brought to my face. "That is the view that we are talking about. The dolphins and the animals. The sunrises and sunsets. The people that look out and notice the beauty of the ocean." I smiled at him and he smiled back.
"It seems that Mae has found the beauty of the ocean," Captain Smith said. I looked over at him and he smiled at me.
"I think someone just had to show me where the beauty was and how to see it," I stated as I took Scott's arm and looked at Thomas and Captain Smith completely.
"I thought that we could place more of the lifeboats and still show the view but Mr Ismay said that it was useless to have so many lifeboats on the Titanic since it is 'unsinkable'," Thomas said and I resisted rolling my eyes as being it was unladylike.
"You sound like you don't agree with that, Thomas," Scott stated. Thomas laughed.
"That is an understatement," Thomas said. I smiled and tilted my head. "As you stated Mae, going by weight isn't the best idea." Scott smiled and moved my hand closer to his wrist.
"Land girls seem to know what makes sense on a larger scale of things," Scott said. I looked at the deck.
"I just remember when I was working in a factory, we had more safety measures than we needed to survive in an emergency," I stated, "I just thought that the sea would be the same."
"You would think but alas that is not always the case. Now to the wheel room," Captain Smith stated as we started walking that direction.
"You never told me that you worked in a factory," Scott whispered.
"I worked in a textile factory in France at night to get through art school and help my father. I didn't think that it made a big difference," I said. He shook his head.
"Only that I will need your expertise on how to make our factory safe," he told me and I smiled at him.
"It is only as safe as the standards you set," I stated. He tilted his head at me.
"What is one of these set standards?" he asked.
"The factory I worked at required us to wear trousers and tie our hair up and out of our faces," I stated. He looked at my waist and legs which caused me to laughed and he blushed.
"I apologise. I guess I see you as an angel that God handcrafted to remind all of us what good life is in this world," he said. I laughed as we entered the Bridge.
"I am sure that ex-Officer Sire knows this room far too well," Captain Smith said. I smiled at Scott then looked around.
"Why is there two wheels in the Bridge?" I asked.
"The back on is to steer closer to port and such," Officer Murdoch stated as he walked out of another room.
"Murdoch, how many of the boilers are lit now?" Captain Smith asked.
"All of them, sir," Officer Murdoch said. I looked at the men.
"I may not much about ships but I do know machinery and shouldn't you wait to break in the last boilers?" I asked. All the men looked at me.
"We have direct orders to light the last boilers," Captain Smith stated as Mr Phillips entered the bridge.
"Good morning, Captain. Oh, Miss Morgan, it's a pleasure to see you again," Mr Phillips said. I smiled and nodded her.
"Mr Phillips, you as well," I said.
"Well, Scott, you were right. Your fiancée makes companions everywhere and with everyone," Officer Lowe stated.
"Captain, an ice warning came in again," Mr Phillips said as he gave a piece of paper to the Captain.
"Thank you, Mr Phillips," Captain Smith stated and handed the paper to Murdoch. I was confused about the ice but kept my mouth shut about the fact that we were still going full speed with ice warnings.
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My Story: R.M.S Titanic [Completed]
Historical Fiction15 April 1912, 1:55 am: I watched as the greatest ship of all time start slipping beneath the ice cold waves of the Atlantic Ocean. I was holding on to a jacket that was given to me as I watched debris get thrown in to help those who couldn't get on...