“This is simply why women are not permitted upon ships…” Parroh spoke to Crow as he stood behind his desk, hovering over several hand painted maps that he ‘acquired’ from those of proper income de jure by hard work and countless hours in one’s chosen trade.
“It is not Genevieve...but Marrow who forces my emotion to turn aggrieved…” Crow attempted to force the blame away from the beautiful woman aboard his ship. No matter the attempt he made to place her away from his most common thoughts, she would always return with a vengeance. If not the way she challenged him, then the beauty of continuous tease against his repressed hormones and desires. But he would continue to deny this before Parroh, Genevieve, and most of all, himself.
“You speak untrue, Captain...You are far too gentle upon h
