Perilous Journey of the Much-Too-Spontaneous Girl by Leigh Statham

Author:Leigh Statham [Statham, Leigh]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: teen, childrens, steampunk, historical fiction, France, fantasy, action adventure
ISBN: 9781945107542
Publisher: Month9Books, LLC
Published: 2016-09-05T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

The ballistics rooms were a hive of activities. Men, women and bots were rushing from one duty to another. Officer Vuitton was in the middle of it all, shouting orders and peering through a great scope pulled down from the ceiling. He pulled back from the eyepiece just as Marguerite walked in.

“Well, if it isn’t Lady War-Maker herself.” He slammed the telescope back out of head bashing way and jerked open the gate to the armory closet.

“I’m here to help,” Marguerite said, head held high, maybe a bit too high as she took the guns and strapped them to her waist.

“I think you’ve helped quite enough. We all heard about your trick in the dingy this morning. I’ll have you know negotiations were moving along just fine before you flew into the middle of it like a loon on fire.” His words were harsh and critical, but he reached into the cabinet and rummaged around as he spoke. He picked up a medium sized flame musket, then thought twice, put it back and pulled out two traditional pistols in a holster and handed them to Marguerite.

“Take these and get on deck. We need sharp shooters up there, and you scored higher than any of this lot in marksmanship.” He pulled out a gear motion rifle and an ammunition belt and gave those to her as well. Then he handed Outil a giant arrow launcher and a quiver of exploding arrows.

“Those will be a good fit. Now get up there and don’t kill anyone in a uniform. And for the love of all that is greased and geared, do not blow up our own ships.” He shooed both of them away like flies and started barking orders to his crew again. Marguerite tried to say something in her defense, but another explosion sounded, and Outil grabbed her arm pulling gently.

“Now’s not the time, m’lady.”

Marguerite nodded, “Right.” And they jogged back down the passage to the stairs.

“Let me go first,” Outil slipped past Marguerite once they reached the hatch and pushed up on the heavy wooden boards. The door swung open on its hinges, landing with a thud, and the noises of war exploded around them, no longer filtered by the ship’s dense walls. Pirates and aermen alike fought on the deck of the Renegade. The two ships were still tethered together, but the Renegade’s engines roared against the other ship, trying to pull away, but only dragging it along like a giant floating anchor. The smaller ship the Renegade had skewered was no longer hanging on the bow, but also wasn’t floating anywhere in site. She could only assume the worst. The explosion was most likely the envelope being destroyed, but there was no time to check the waters below for debris.

Marguerite looked desperately for Jacques but didn’t see him in the throngs. Maybe he was still on the other ship, the main one with Captain Douleur. She tried to pull on her goggles, but they stung her red and burning cheeks.

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