Stories tagged “Banon - First Mate”

  • On Patrol: A Captain's Assessment

    I watched as the situation unfolded, ready to step in if necessary. If Firus was a truthful about his crew as he was about his history, Banon was a stout chap who served as first mate because he could handle himself in the worst storms, as well as hold...

  • On Patrol: Shipshape

    Firus calmed down somewhat after the two officers had scurried away and went to make his customary engine checks. Despite having a full quartet of mechanics, the captain was still reluctant to relinquish responsibility for the intricate workings of the...

  • On Patrol: A Difference of Expectations

    I found Firus, legs sticking out from under the giant red pipes, tool box open. Puffs of steam escaped in almost high-pitched whistles from pinpricks in the metal. Those would need to be patched before much longer. Squatting down next to him, I cleared...

  • On Patrol: Of Duties and Other Such Things

    I bristled at that remark, instinctively dropping a hand to the grip of my service revolver before thinking better of it and using it to find the wrench he’d wanted instead. “I take my duties on this ship very seriously, Captain. But you ar...

  • On Patrol: The Patrol

    We fell smoothly but sharply away from Cloudstop, managing not to get hit by the many protruding bristles and spines on the underbelly of the floating island-tanker. Thick cloud was the word of the day for the captain, whose mood had taken a definite t...