1. Jens

    Open Enter the Boilbilge [dropped]

    “ I’ll myself sooner drown than be made rich by this line of work, am afraid. Too honest of a trade still, scavenging. “ He hummed sidelong as Sable made entry, in that signature manner that would raise waves where ever she went. It pried a smile out of him, his look landing on the lad in turn...
  2. Jens

    Private A shallows, a secret

    “ What about her!? We’ll all be dead. “ He roared over the sound of splashing water as the boat finally was cut loose, the end of the rope disappearing into foaming waves like a whip. A broad shadow of a cloud darkened the surface, blotting out the blinding shimmer of the sun and revealing too...
  3. Jens

    Private A shallows, a secret

    They nigh capsized the tiny boat in their rush to hoist each body out of the sea. He might’ve cracked a joke about it hadn’t he been so damn terrified, the edge of the dinghy a shallow shelter. It jolted beneath the three of them, throwing him off balance and into his back betwixt the seats...
  4. Jens

    Private A shallows, a secret

    He caught Delilah by the wrist and by just tugging, he could tell there was the precious rest of her at the end of it. There was no reaction, not even a twitch as he carefully retrieved her, but neither could he discern any visible injury. Probably got knocked out by the blast. It quickly...
  5. Jens

    Private A shallows, a secret

    A diverless rope twitched, once and twice, then reeled away through the wide open doorframe afore he had the chance to catch properly what was happening. Watching it go, he grimaced and cursed inwardly, hassling to store the bottle in his satchel. If we get all called back because one couldn’t...
  6. Jens

    Private A shallows, a secret

    The Altalusian flag yet flew, gently swayed by water, colours remaining hoisted at the end of its cracked main mast. No actual cause for the sinking stuck out to him immediately like they usually did, the likes of scorch marks and damage from a crash. But strangely— Around the vessel debris...
  7. Jens

    Private A shallows, a secret

    “ Colored glass is good. “ He affirmed, head bobbing as he took score of the shape of the wreck below. “ My daughter liked to tinker with it too when she was younger. Made a whole— “ Shrugging, he spun an index in the air, pointed skywards. “ One of those spinny decorative things out of it —...
  8. Jens

    Private A shallows, a secret

    At least someone was feeling spirited about it. He glanced askance at the young deva, eye narrowed and face hard like he meant to figure out a particularly irritating puzzle. The other deva on board the skiff snorted at the sight of it and stood up, adjusting the goggles about her eyes. “ Stop...
  9. Jens

    Private A shallows, a secret

    “ We’ll stop her here! Quick about it! “ To the beat, where had for the past hour been the roar of a shroud engine and splash of paddle wheels, now were but the caw of gulls and the soft splish of rippling water. In the air of an all too clear, perfect day, terns mingled with their louder avian...
  10. Jens

    Open Enter the Boilbilge [dropped]

    “ Fucking shoreborn. “ He repeated in a scoff at the young man’s back, arriving abreast in the next beat. Therein he paused, expressionless, as so to cast a measuring look at him. Up and down, head to toe. “ And your mammy gave birth to you on the crest of a wave, did she? “ His seriousness...
  11. Jens

    Jens

    something of a fish, just another part of the crew on the boat boilbilge
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