Infernal Machines by John Hornor Jacobs

Author:John Hornor Jacobs [Jacobs, John Hornor]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Orion
Published: 2017-07-26T23:00:00+00:00

EIGHTEEN

It Is Time We Changed The Game

FROM BEATICÆ AND beyond, the Typhon steamed full speed ahead. I gave blood when Ysmay asked for it, which was infrequently. Tenebrae and Carnelia spent most of whatever free time they had in the sun above, working their strange armatura – that peculiar martial training they had learned from Sun Huáng in Kithai. Back and forth they struck at each other, like dancers feinting. Carnelia’s legs looked strong, sleek and muscular, and she laid waste to our rations. Lupina, when she separated herself from Fiscelion, ended up at the stern of the Typhon letting out line from a spool on a metal spike, trailing a flat, flashing metal oblong disc with a sharpened hook she called her ‘spoon’ and contented herself with watching the wake of our passing.

We did not take much notice of her, or her odd pastime, until she cried out and bellowed for help. Tenebrae rushed over, hooting madly, and together they wrestled with the line, winding it in, until on the deck whipped a thrashing silverfish, flashing in the sunlight, leaking blood from its many-toothed mouth. Carnelia brained it with her wooden armatura sword until it stopped moving. Lupina produced a knife and immediately gutted the creature and tossed the offal overboard.

That night, at least, we ate fresh. Soon, there was less armatura. Tenebrae and Carnelia joined Lupina at the stern, letting out their own lines.

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