Coconut Grove I'm gonna fight the moon

The situation quickly turned sour, and Eartha cursed herself for running out alone to find Kingsley and Alizarin. Backup, like the pregnant woman called for, would be useful in situations like this. There was only so much the captain could handle after all. Hindsight was always 20/20, and unlike the pirates that she led she knew how to stay calm in the face of danger and talk things down. But that was why, she reminded herself, she didn't bring any of those scallywags with her. I have no quarrel with you, she spoke evenly, holding back the rush of adrenaline that threatened to kick her into gear. Her hackles raised despite her best efforts (there was only so much you could do to control your body), especially as the man the pregnant wench called for. A chill ran down her spine as she glared at his pink flesh and black, gaping hole that remained as the monument of his right eye. Nor you, she said to the deformed man. I just want the boy. She returned her gaze to the cream and cocoa woman. No one else.