"I don't doubt that," he replied, watching her take immediate command of the crew. She could do that, and it was something to behold, he decided. She just raised her voice, and they listened. Woman or not, frail or not, she was in control.
The Doctor stepped over to the rail, glancing over at the churning, icy waters. He wondered what the pirates below were doing. Were they attempting to escape? Drill holes and let in the water? Or were they drowning their mistakes in alcohol, waiting for what would most likely be a short drop and a sudden stop awaiting them in England?
He looked down at the deceased screwdriver, and tossed it overboard, watching it sink into the black water.
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Date: 2007-09-26 09:40 pm (UTC)The Doctor stepped over to the rail, glancing over at the churning, icy waters. He wondered what the pirates below were doing. Were they attempting to escape? Drill holes and let in the water? Or were they drowning their mistakes in alcohol, waiting for what would most likely be a short drop and a sudden stop awaiting them in England?
He looked down at the deceased screwdriver, and tossed it overboard, watching it sink into the black water.