Captain Sevante was studying the makeshift game board when her adversary harped: “Check- mate!”
He laughed with victorious abandon. “Take that, cap’n!” Alden said. He cracked his knuckles in a satisfied manner and then hooked his hands behind his head. It was early afternoon and the sloop’s sails were filled with a balmy breeze that gave the crew ample time to dally.
Idalia de Sevante scowled. “Aw, Drega’s mercy! I hate this game.” She hunched over the game board and pushed back a lock of blood-red hair, poring over the pieces in an attempt to decipher where she had gone wrong.
The boatswain chuckled. “Nah, cap’n. You’ve greater strategy than any I know, but on the seas only. You’re too impatient for a battle of this sort. It takes patience!” he exalted smugly.
Idalia sat back on her heels and rolled her eyes. “Curses. Keep your patience to the grave!”
"Another game, Cap'n?" Alden asked.
"Why not? But first let me get that mosquito off o' your nose afore it sucks out all o' yer blood."
Quick as a flash, Captain Sevante swatted at the parasite. The gleaming point of her hook rammed home into Alden's eyeball and pierced his brain.
"Check, matey!" Idalia shouted as the boatswain toppled to the deck. "Get to yer posts, the rest o' ye -- no time fer patience when there's sailin' to be done!"
Opening: Karina.....Continuation: Anon.