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The ship was moving, Coli realized as she stood over the man with a bottle of some sort of liqour that was now broken, the liquid spilled on the floor. The man was still alive... she hoped. With a shrug she through what was left of the bottle away and took a breath as she needed a breath of real air. Not the stuff that was down here, going up the stairs, she sat just enough for the sea water splashed air to hover around her. She heard someone shout directions for the Scarred Caves. She leaned back against a step.
"Here we go." She said to herself.
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He continued mending the tear in the mass of fabric that would eventually return to duty as a fore sail, currently it was draped across his lap. He hummed some old song as he worked, carefully stitching away.
"We'll have a good squall against us then won't we?" he asked of the fabric, "But we'll come out the other side, more or less. Nothing a little work can't fix." He cast a sidelong glance at the girl who was now looking quite worried about her situation. No doubt she should be, this ship had earned its reputation.
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