Title: Subtlety
Theme: Ship
Pairing: None
Rating: K
81. Ship
"M. Bersback cruiselines?" Youngblood asked incredulously, holding up the brochure. "You know we can name this anything, right? The Bloody Baron, The Dark Avenger, The Voyager, the…the…"
"The H.M.S. Subtlety?" the parrot quipped.
The teen rock star frowned. "What's wrong with M. Bersback?"
"It's stupid!"
The skeleton shifted into a dog, stretching on the floor with a yawn. "It has all the cunning of a drunken Frenchman."
"Frenchman?" Ember asked.
"We're a little British."
"A little?"
"It's been eight hundred years of death, we traveled," he explained. "Still, I really think we should name it something else."
"Why?" She sulked, strumming her guitar. "They won't figure it out."
"I think they will."
She looked up, and, abruptly changing the subject to save her vainly named ship asked, "What's eight hundred years like?"
"Fun!"
The dog looked up solemnly and drawled, "With this brat? Hell."