The boatswain looked over his shoulder, snarling at the captain. “Ye
can't-”
“I can!” The brown asura replied before he could
finish. “My ship. My rules, Mr. Grundy. We has ourselves a deal 'n
you broke it. Lucky for you, the shoreline be only a league away. I
might start swimming before the sun sets.” She cocked the hammer of
her jade pistol.
Grundy stepped a pace back, the gangplank
bouncing beneath his feet.
“Don't make me tell you to get
off my ship again. Or you'll be fightin' the tides 'n sharks with a
lead ball in your shoulder.”
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