With a nod, Leonard handed the spyglasses back and headed for down below.
Just as he'd thought - and if there was trouble brewing, if that really was a pirate ship, as he suspected, he wanted to be ready.
Bill and De looked up at him questioningly as he entered the room where their hammocks were strung up, amidst all the others. Leonard ignored them for long enough to kneel down and pull out the bag that held his meagre possessions.
Meagre except for this one family heirloom he had carried around with him since he'd abandoned his old life, not because he wanted to use it, but because it was stupid to assume he might not have to, someday.
The rapier's blade gleamed in the light cast by the oil lamps as he unwrapped it, still as sharp, still as deadly as it had been when his father had given it to him upon entering the Fleet.
He just hoped that if he had to use it, he'd remember those skills he hadn't used in over a decade. Stagefighting was... nothing like the real thing.
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Re: Going for Grey
Date: 2009-09-20 12:23 am (UTC)Just as he'd thought - and if there was trouble brewing, if that really was a pirate ship, as he suspected, he wanted to be ready.
Bill and De looked up at him questioningly as he entered the room where their hammocks were strung up, amidst all the others. Leonard ignored them for long enough to kneel down and pull out the bag that held his meagre possessions.
Meagre except for this one family heirloom he had carried around with him since he'd abandoned his old life, not because he wanted to use it, but because it was stupid to assume he might not have to, someday.
The rapier's blade gleamed in the light cast by the oil lamps as he unwrapped it, still as sharp, still as deadly as it had been when his father had given it to him upon entering the Fleet.
He just hoped that if he had to use it, he'd remember those skills he hadn't used in over a decade. Stagefighting was... nothing like the real thing.