Country's War

.5

Still Hearts Beat

Erupting into a cacophony of laughter and excitement, the crew just about fell all over each other in amusement, recounting how the boy flew so easily over the gunwale. Atryn in his armor clanged about the boat, crashing into the other armored soldiers knocking them out of the way with a metal bang as he searched the bilge frantically. Parcleus rushed over to him, chattering and hysterical. Atryn grabbed him around the collar and looked him in the eyes for just a moment.

            “Still your heart.” Atryn glanced beside Parcleus and spotted what he was looking for in a corner on the other side of Tarkys. Knocking Parcleus aside, Atryn’s steel steps slammed across the boat and through the crowd of soldiers, whom were still reeling with excitement. Bending he retrieved a chain link rope from the bilge and hooked it to a cleat protruding from the gunwale. Taking the other end of the chained rope and clipping it to a cleat protruding from just above the waist of his armored suit, he gathered himself and crouched beside the gunwale. Springing up he grabbed the edge of the gunwale and pulled himself up hooking his leg atop and climbed up until he sat atop the wall. The crew had grown silent as they watched Atryn sit upon the wall looking down at them. His eyes met Tarkys.

            “Your crazy.” Tarkys spat to the bilge. Atryn shifted his eyes from Tarkys over to Parcleus and fell from the side of the boat, the chain spun over the edge rapidly one link after the other hit the iron gunwale with a clink and there was a deep thud of a splash.