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[ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] he not. Very well, but does it& A loud knock interrupted his words. Capt n& Gin grabbed the handle and swung the door open. Jag stood on the other side. Aye, I heard the yell. Come along, lad. Tis Gator s father. Aye, he wishes retribution and we will meet him. He grabbed the young man as he attempted to shrink away. Nae, Jag, hold nae such worry, fine sailors do we have upon this boat in yer papa and gran. Master Drum is a fine one to have in our corner as well; I have seen him fight and know what he is capable of. Ye do know how to handle a sword, aye? Aye. But only are we a small number and& Tis so, but methinks Rig underestimates us and that is to our advantage. Did we not handle the large crew of The Mistress Grey? Aye. Good. Gin gave Jag a nudge forward and strode out on deck. He needed not his spyglass for the approaching Oil Rag was nigh upon them. Gator, I would have yer thoughts regarding yer father s actions. He means to take me I am certain. If I know him at all, he will attempt to assert what he believes to be his superiority upon this vessel, meaning he might sink it. Tis what he has always done when he clashes with others. When Jag and I left the pub, he was most furious that I disobeyed him and Rune dared challenge him. That Rune defeated him& Twas my thinking as well. Gin looked about and found all had gathered. I see I need not yell for all hands on deck. Mistress Stone, as a Keeper, any advice do ye have on how to proceed. Jasper rubbed her hands together. Swagger, Capt n. Twill take him off guard and offer us the advantage. Do ye have spells to protect the boat? Already in place. Gator could not take his eyes from his father s boat; dread was twisting his stomach into knots. If Papa sees ye, Mistress Stone, tis possible he will charge. Aye, tis so, and I want none to interfere if or when he does. I will handle him while the rest of ye deal with his crew. Nae, Rigger is mine! Gin clenched his jaw, his mind unchangeable. He wondered for a moment what strategy Rum would come up with, but quickly tossed that thought aside. Mistress Stone, I would have ye remain in shadow unseen and do what ye can to limit the number of boarders. Refuse I do to be overwhelmed with the marauding bastards when we are so few. Aye, Capt n. Nae plans do I have to lose, but do I fall& Master Stone, I would have ye avenge me; I would have one as ruthless as the House of Stone to deal with such a disaster. Aye! Rune nodded. A day there will not be that I do not hunt them. Jasper slapped Gin on the shoulder. Faith I have in ye, Capt n; Whiskey s lad ye are. Know I do he smiles upon ye this day as ye do him and yer mother proud. Gin nodded, not allowing emotion to overwhelm him at such an announcement. He needed to be cold and cold he would be. Master Stone, do what ye do best, as with ye all. Torin& I fight with the rest of the crew, Capt n Gin. Torin stood just to the side of Gin, sword strapped about his waist, arms crossed. As do I! Lemon kicked Rune in the shin when he tried to force her below deck. Rune grabbed Lemon s hand when she shoved past him. Nae, I would have ye& Tis disturbing to have our treasures doubt us, Torin growled low, hand finding the hilt of his sword, when we have absolute faith in them. Aye, tis. Lemon drew her own sword, scowling at Rune. We are members of this crew and we will fight as such. We would have yer faith as ye have ours. Get hurt, woman, and never will I forgive ye, Rune growled. Spread out! Allow them not to bunch us like bovie. Remain focused. We may be small but we are valiant! Gin yelled, his sword at the ready; as captain he moved to stand before all his crew. He wished they had a better plan, but there was not much they could do. He wondered were Rum aboard if he would know. Bastards make to board! * * * Capt n& Bounce stood next to Rig, worried, tis one of Red s foundlings ye wish to attack. Like sons they are to the old man. Kidnapped they did the runt, Rig snarled at his first mate, never lowering his spyglass. He could see Gator standing at the rail, his face pale. Rig smirked. The lad would wish he had never disobeyed him, to wish to sail with a mutt. After this, Gator would have no access to those on Ganos they were poisoning his mind. Surely not. He shook his head, nervous laughter tumbling out. Ye did leave the lad, he& Rig grabbed Bounce by the face and shoved him away, sending him crashing to the deck. Ye dare question me? They have that sorry excuse of my blood, and it matters little who raised that fucking pretender Gin. Never will I permit him to foster Gator. Do any others wish to question me, keelhauled ye will be! Now prepare to board. * * * Gin rolled his neck, shook his sword arm, loosening himself for the upcoming battle, allowing the eagerness of a good fight to flow through him. His lip curled with contempt when Rig leapt over the railings and landed on the deck of Treasure Hunter. He forced himself to keep his eyes on his opponent when all he wanted to do was find Torin, to never let him out of his sight, especially upon hearing the first clash of swords. That ye dare board without permission& Nae permission do I need, bastard mutt, when my position is clear. I will take the runt and sink this boat with ye upon it. Not without a fight. Rigger laughed, cruelty in his voice, and charged, sword raised. Twill be as simple as stepping upon a bug. Gin dipped under Rig s swinging sword and slapped the flat of his sword against Rig s ass, thwap, as he circled around behind. Rig spun around and Gin motioned him forward and did it again, striking the flat of his sword to Rig s ass, thwap. When Rig came at Gin a third time, Gin could see the anticipation in Rig s eyes of what he would do and so stepped into him and struck his chin with his elbow, deftly following it up with a jab. Gin moved away quickly when his blows gained him no more than a few stumbled steps backward. Rig quickly regained his footing and smirked, twirled his sword. One would think a child tapped me upon the chin, mutt. Mayhap my father and brothers think more of ye than what ye are. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |