There will be swearing in this, because Nathan.
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As she stepped out onto the deck, Max gasped, taking in the leagues of ocean surrounding the boat. She was far from home and away from any sort of rescue.
Looking around at the ship, Max saw a rather diverse crew. They all seemed to be engaged in very… non-piratey activities, which left her quite perplexed. Two crewmen were in what looked like a heated debate over wheels and varying sheets of wood, making wild hand gestures. Max then turned to the sight in front of her. She stood on her toes, trying to get a closer look at a more elevated deck. She saw another pair of crewmembers; a girl steering the ship and a chubbier boy holding a large, weathered paper. There was also an older man sitting near one side of the ship, feeding a large colony of seagulls.
Noting the small and seemingly tightly-knit crew, Max was resigned to her fate of not getting rescued and definitely not escaping. She followed Rachel forward, only to jump at the sound of an explosion coming from the other end of the deck.
"What was that?" Kate sounded panicked. Max turned to her and gave her hand a comforting squeeze.
Rachel shrugged. "Probably Warren, trying out one of his new 'inventions'. This happens all too frequently - we're used to it by now." She strode across the deck, with Max and Kate trailing close behind. "Warren! A little warning next time?"
"Sorry, Rach. I was just trying out a new mixture of gunpowder! I guess it didn't work too well…" the boy said, looking sheepishly at the smoking mess on the deck in front of him. He looked a little younger than Max, perhaps by only a year or two. He wasn't very tall. Actually, he was quite slim. He wore a tunic with an odd design. It depicted a box meowing, which matched his black trousers.
Warren turned toward Rachel, finally noticing the two girls that stood behind her. He looked perplexed for a moment before shuffling his feet. "Uhh hi, I'm umm, Warren. Wait you already knew that. I-"
Rachel chuckled, cutting him off. "Don't hurt yourself there, Warren." She looked to Max and Kate. "Now, let's go find the Captain."
Before they could move, the sound of feet stomping towards them gave the girls pause. From behind them, a livid Nathan tore past them and stormed towards Warren. "Hey asshole, what the fuck are you doing with my pistol?"
Max stepped away, wary of Nathan, making sure Kate was right behind her.
Warren glowered at Nathan before glancing down at the still smoking pile of metal. Nathan took that as an answer. "What the fuck!" he raged, "who fucking said you could use one of my guns for your stupid fucking experiments?"
"Hey man, if you didn't leave your shit lying around, I wouldn't've found it!" Warren cried out defensively, looking terrified.
"Don't you think they should be stopped?" Max asked, prodding Rachel's side.
"Hell no! This is just getting good," Rachel replied, looking eager.
"What the fuck ever! You're dead when I get my hands on you!" Nathan stalked over to the cowering Warren, who stumbled backwards until he met a wall - Max assumed it was a cabin of some sort. Warren glanced at the wall before turning his panicked gaze back to Nathan.
Nathan slammed into him, fisting his hands into Warren's shirt. "Don't you ever touch my stuff again." He punctuated the sentence with his right fist meeting Warren's head. It snapped back, banging against the wall.
Max saw Kate try to step past her. Knowing her friend's natural peacemaker attitude, Max stopped her from intervening by placing both hands on her shoulders.
Just as Nathan was about to throw another punch, a door located a foot or so away from the boys slammed opened, and a strikingly beautiful blue-haired girl stepped out. "Alright, assholes. How many times do I have to tell you not to fight right next to my cabin, when I'm fucking asleep?"
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