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authorlxf <sng@luxagraf.net>2020-12-13 08:35:45 -0500
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@@ -2402,9 +2402,74 @@ She and Tambo worked in silence. When her section was done she carefully put the
Tonight it wasn't that calm, but that was okay, somewhere out there in the darkness that ship was still coming for them. She squinted at the western horizon, but could not tell how far out they were. She came and stood by her Aunt who was taking her run at the helm. She sat down on the stool her father had anchored to the deck and Lulu climbed in her lap.
-Aunt Māra would sail for four hours, then Tambo would relieve her and sail into the early morning, then Kobayashi would take over, then Aunt Māra again, and so it would go. As long as they were at sea, someone had to be on watch. If her father were here, and if they weren't being chased, Lulu would have a watch, usually in the day time, although once or twice her father had let her take the first night watch.
+Aunt Māra would sail for four hours, then Tambo would relieve her and sail into the early morning, then Kobayashi would take over, then Aunt Māra again, and so it would go. As long as they were at sea, someone had to be on watch. If her father were here, and if they weren't being chased, Lulu would have a watch, usually in the day time, although once or twice her father had let her take the first night watch. Twilight was her favorite time to be at sea, there was something so peaceful about the way to sounds of the sea and light of the evening mingled together. mixing at the western horizon where the last yellow glow faded to blue and then black and then it was just the waves and the wind and stars, like floating in a sea of stars.
+Lulu jerked away and realized she had dozed off in Aunt Māra's lap. She stood up, hugged her Aunt and went forward to find Henri. She picked him up and carried him to his hammock, gently laying him down. She went below and fetched a quilt for Henri and another for her. The night was already chilled and would be even colder some morning. Then she climbed in her own hammock and pulled the quilt over her head and fell asleep.
+The sun was up when she woke with a start. It was cold, but the beginning of warmth was there in the light of the sun poking through the canvas of her hammock. It was damp. Everything was always damp at sea. Her father said sailors love the sun not because it means fair winds but because it means maybe, just maybe, for a few minutes the world won't be damp. This sun had it's work cut out for it. The inside of Lulu's canvas hammock was nearly dripping. She however was quite warm with a quilt under her and another over her. She was wondering how long she could stay in this nice warm cacoon when Henri's head poked into her hammock, appraised her open eyes and said rather matter of factly. "here's some fish, you should eat, we'll be anchoring soon."
+
+Lulu sat up. "Anchoring? Where, why?"
+
+"Good winds through the night, Tambo brought us straight up to Ocracoke. We're going to see Edward."
+
+Lulu looked out at the Carolina coast, which was more barren here than down south. That meant they must have had excellent wind all night to have made it this far. "What about Revenge?"
+
+Henri shrugged. "It's out there somewhere, but we don't have time."
+
+Lulu chewed on the fish and consider this. "Maybe Revenge is at Ocracoke?"
+
+"Maybe," said Henri.
+
+There was no way to know until you came right up on it. Ocracoke was a small barrier island off the coast of Carolina with several very protected anchorages. It was favorite of Thatch's and Bellamy's before he'd gone down. It offered three things sailors loved, protection from storms, fresh water, and easy game.
+
+
+### Lulu and Henri find Edward
+
+Intro
+
+"Tambo! I thought I recognized that rigging. How are you? Still sailing with tk father's name."
+
+"Edward." Tambo inclined his head in way Lulu had never seen him do before, it was not quite a bow, but it was more than she'd ever seen him do for anyone else. "I am in fact still sailing with tk father's name."
+
+Thatch nodded, stroking his beard. "Still making the tar then?"
+
+Tambo nodded. "Careened Revenge not more than a fortnight ago."
+
+Thatch grunted. "Which Revenge? I've got a Revenge, and Queen Anne's Revenge, and then there's captain Ratham. I think Hornigold had a revenge down in Nassua as well. There's a lot of Revenges in these damn waters. What is it with us and Revenge? Tk father's name would say that's our problem, too much revenge, not enough original thought." Thatch chuckled. He turned to Lulu and knelt down. "You must be... Lulu?"
+
+She nodded.
+
+"And you must be Henri, ready to be a cabin boy yet Henri? Mine has just left, I could use a new cabin boy."
+
+Henri glanced uncertainly at Lulu. She spoke up. "He already is sir, on Delos."
+
+"Ah, shame." Thatch stood up. "What brings you to my island Tambo? Not that you aren't welcome to visit, but tk father's name does not appear to be here, and only two of his children are, which suggests you might be running an errand of unsavory nature."
+
+Tambo looked down. "A British ship has come to Charlestown. Well. First to Edisto, not, I assume, Charlestown."
+
+Thatch glanced up. "Do go on..."
+
+"A 32 gun frigate."
+
+Thatch glanced at his quartermaster and raised his eyebrow. "That's four more cannon than we've got. I like this story so far, go on."
+
+They brought a British nobleman of some sort, claims he owns Edisto. He arrested tk father's name for cutting down his trees."
+
+Thatch burst out laughing. "I am sorry," he glanced at Lulu, "no offense to your father, but a British warship arrives on the most pirate infested coast in the entire America and arrests a man for cutting down trees. Oh lord, how very British of him." He doubled over laughing.
+
+When Thatch had composed himself he straightened his jacket and smoothed out his beard. "What do you want from us then?"
+
+"Well," Tambo glanced at Lulu. "tk father's name sent us here because he knew you were looking for a flagship. And he does not like living in Charlestown's jail."
+
+Thatch grunted. "I imagine not. So we sail into Charlestown, blockade the harbor, demand the release of," he glanced down at Lulu and Henri, "your father, cpature this british warship and sail out of the harbor, is that about it?"
+
+"Exactly that sir," said Lulu before she could catch herself.
+
+"You do realize that would make me the most notorious and hunted pirate in the Americas?"
+
+Tambo smiled. "Probably."
+
+"Sounds like a fantastic plan." Thatch rubbed his hands together. "We're been itching for a prize here, doing a bit of maintainence, but when is it ever done? Never I tell you. A ship is nothing but work. Nothing put work. Sometimes you just have to say enough. Trim the sails and find the following wind." He patted Henri's head. "Mr Dobbs, call the men, let's put it to a vote and go get ourselves another ship."
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