The Devil's Hexagon: Crossbone Chronicles Pt 13 by AxlReigns on DeviantArt (original) (raw)
The next hour was spent with every crew member scrambling to do their part in bringing the Thunder Croc back to life. Slink, Gangplank, and Top Sail tied new ropes, while cutting old ones. Mizzard joined Cutthroat, in replacing the torn sails with new ones they kept below deck. Once finished with the still standing spars, the crew gathered the strongest Crossbone pirates, Scar Scales, Gristles, Skull Buckle, and Mizzard, in pulling the ropes of the pulley raising the one which had broken in two. Slink and Gangplank, cheered raising their fists once the spar was standing firmly in place. Pegleg, and Scale Beard both hammered in the brace to provide support where the spar had snapped in two, while Red inspected their work, holding a clipboard.
As they hammered the brace in place, Pegleg couldn’t help but notice Captain Komodo, on the quarter deck with Officer Tyrannus, He held what appeared to be a map in his hands as he repeatedly motioned toward the sky. Tyrannus and Komodo assumed expressions which ranged from confusion to outright frustration.
Flint the helmsman stood there, in silence, shrugging while awkwardly scratching the back of his neck as the two engaged in what appeared to be a heated discussion.
If Pegleg did not know any better, he would go so far as to say there was tension between the two, which had been unheard of among the crew, until this point.
Pegleg, furrowed his brow as he continued to study the interaction of Komodo and Tyrannus.
“Ay, Scalebeard. What does ye suppose is goin’ on between thee captain and Tyrannus?
Scale Beard briefly glanced over his shoulder with an indifferent expression, before returning to hammering in another nail.
“Don’t know, mate. Perhaps, thee storm blew us off course more than we originally thought?”
Unsatisfied with this explanation, Pegleg frowned. “Yeh? We’ll we’ve been lost before, but never ave I seen thee cap’n and Tyrannus at each other’s throats.”
Scale Beard dropped the hammer back into his work belt holster, taking a long swig from his skull and crossbones tankard.
“Again, mate. Don’t know. And it’s not fer us ‘lowly crew members’ to know. All ye need to concern yerself with is helping us get thee Thunder Croc in ship shape.”
The bell of the Crossbone ship rang out, causing Pegleg to flinch. He could hear orders being shouted as a group of the crew congregated at the bow of the ship. Among them was Aldo, whom Pegleg called out to as he dashed by.
“Oi, Aldo! What’s goin’ on?”
Aldo replied between gasps as he ran ahead. “It’s thee Silent Banshee!” She’s been spotted! She’s capsized!”
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drawn by @gaering
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