Thalassa
In the back of my mind, I'm still overseas
The audacity was shocking, Thal's tail flicking so sharp that it caught the attention of a passing sailor, his eyes widening like he knew what might be coming next. He scurried away in a practiced departure meant to avoid attention. Her lips began to part like she might bare her fangs in a clear threat, but the woman wasn't looking at her anymore, baffling Thal with her lack of awareness and blatant naivety that bordered on abrasive.
She couldn't help the incredulous snap of her voice when she answered, obviously growing increasingly irritated that she was even entertaining the answer to her rhetorical question. "You just pick it up. Move it from the dock to the ship. Set it down. Simple." The fact that she'd even asked had Thal questioning her ability to do even that much, especially as the men around her did just that. They squatted, lifting pallets, crates, and barrels before walking them up the brow and depositing them on the deck or in the stores below.
Gritting her teeth against the annoyance, she didn't honor the first question with a response, crossing her arms over her chest as she tilted her head. "Because I'm the captain, and they know I'll beat their asses if they don't." Her arms crossed over her chest, staring the woman down in a manner that suggested she might give her the same treatment if she didn't start moving soon - whether that was to assist or get the hell out of the way.
She couldn't help the incredulous snap of her voice when she answered, obviously growing increasingly irritated that she was even entertaining the answer to her rhetorical question. "You just pick it up. Move it from the dock to the ship. Set it down. Simple." The fact that she'd even asked had Thal questioning her ability to do even that much, especially as the men around her did just that. They squatted, lifting pallets, crates, and barrels before walking them up the brow and depositing them on the deck or in the stores below.
Gritting her teeth against the annoyance, she didn't honor the first question with a response, crossing her arms over her chest as she tilted her head. "Because I'm the captain, and they know I'll beat their asses if they don't." Her arms crossed over her chest, staring the woman down in a manner that suggested she might give her the same treatment if she didn't start moving soon - whether that was to assist or get the hell out of the way.
