Word count day 23

[essayel]

And a somewhat sleepy snippet:

“Whoever he was, we’ll deal with him,” Stockley said. “Nobody’s going to be pleased to have him come along and – and – what’s that thing you say?”
“Upset the status quo,” the captain said. “Yes, that would make life very difficult. So – first thing is to get both ships repaired, and while we do that we can lay some plans. If Miranda is stationed at Nevis then I suggest we head north.”
“Tortuga?” Stockley grinned. “Ah, go on, what can it hurt? We can pick up some prizes on the way then make our plans in comfort. And,” he added as a clincher, “there’s no chance your boy there,” he nodded to Kit, “will try and jump ship in the midst of a nest of pirates. We can pass the word he’s a navy spy and if he puts foot ashore they’ll have his bollocks in a warming pan.”
Griffin didn’t appear to be keen on any part of the idea but seemed too tired to argue. “Tortuga then,” he said with a sigh. “But I can’t let you have long to carouse.”
“God, you do take all the fun out of pirating. Since when has any man of us kept to a schedule?” Stockley shook his head and called for punch to be made.