“Percussion section?” Bush could not believe it. Beside him, young Gerard was trying not to laugh. They had just hauled three tons of iron half a mile up a 45 degree incline--for a concert.
*snort* Oh, Lt Bush, you have the patience of a hundred saints.
It was no secret to anyone who knew him that the commodore would rather lead a boarding action than have to attend a public reception. A boarding action at night in heavy seas.
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*snort* Oh, Lt Bush, you have the patience of a hundred saints.
It was no secret to anyone who knew him that the commodore would rather lead a boarding action than have to attend a public reception. A boarding action at night in heavy seas.
Hee!