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 Doomsday, where four ships get sunk
 Posted: Aug 27 2017, 07:46 PM

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DAVID JOHNSON, Captain of the “Devil’s Fortune”

Captain Johnson hated many things, losings ships was one of them. Now he heard that they were taking water, this was not surprising. They had fought two men of war, of course they could not stay without damage. Johnson knew all this, but it was still a disappointment.

Yet, even the "Devil" could not be fiercely angry all the time. He had been angry so much that day that he simply lacked energy. He seemed now quite reasonable. He yelled, "Save any dry ammunition you can find! Spare men to the pumps! They should buy us some time! Helmsman, do what you can with her!" He knew this was difficult, they were sinking too fast.

The then shouted again, now showing more of his usual temper, "Let's make their ship look like it was a flaming ship from Hell itself! More fire! By God we will burn these French sissies even if it is the last thing we do!"

If he would die today, it was the way Johnson wanted to die, in the battle. So, he had nothing to lose. He kept himself up and he did not take cover from the enemy shots. He wanted to defy death and he felt like he was in no danger.

He felt too how the ship was swimming deeper and deeper in the water. He started to feel that he would not die by shots, he might drown instead. He was glad that he could swim, but this was the open ocean and shore were in sight. How long could he swim? He wondered.

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 Posted: Sep 6 2017, 05:12 PM

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He assessed the situation as quickly and critically as he could before yelling back up to Pieter. "Well it isn't good but it could be worse still. One more solid broadside will be about all it takes from what i can see down here!" He moved out of the way for the crew to salvage as much of the ammunition as they could. It wasn't as if he had gone into this with a healthy plan for not ending up swimming. He'd be damned if the navy got him though. "We need to give those French Navy rats some real hell with what we have left!" He grabbed some of the still dry black powder and headed up to where Cass was at the guns.

With a nod and a clap on the shoulder he headed up to Angel. He could see it in the other man's face already and he gave him a grim nod. A skilled helmsman as Angel was indeed would have noticed what was happening. he took his shirt off and tossed it away. it would hinder him in the water. "We have one more good volley left in us. It has to count. Do you need help with the steering?" He knew it got harder to do when the ship was taking on water and becoming heavier than it should. It would hurt like nothing else but he was one of the more qualified to help with it.

The call out from the Devil made him grin at the man. His father would have really liked this man and he was finding he did as well. “Looks like we are going to test our pacts with the mermaids again today Angel. Last one back to the Elixir buys the drinks.” He added with a wink as he gripped the wheel and gave Angel what assistance he was able to.
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