
This was a time when Boom was glad he usually worked without a shirt on, the fire was hot even when across the room and left him sweating. The burly viking found just manual labor to be relaxing despite the temperature of the furnace room. The Dreamgear had powered on wood for a short time, before Boom had joined the crew - but once the captain had gathered her fortune again she'd seen to buying good coal that allowed them to travel farther and faster on a single load then wood had.
The coal was kept in careful storage nearby, a latch undone and door opened so Boom could thrust a shovel into the container and draw forth a pile. It was a short distance from the container to the open furnace and all Boom had to do was toss the pile into the fire. He hadn't heard the door open behind him and was unaware as Brash lingered in the door frame watching him work.
Even Brash had to admit to herself she wasn't ashamed to admire the viking, he was pretty good looking. She had a mighty good view of that rippling back as he tossed coal on the fire and then closed up the furnace and container of coal, hanging the shovel back onto the hook on the wall. "Get cleaned up and head to the galley, Corset should be nearly done with breakfast." She spoke up and Boom looked a bit startled as he turned to face her. He gave the captain his usual crooked grin and reached up to run his hand through his shaggy red hair. "A-aye, aye C-c-captain!" Brash nodded her head and continued on her rounds to collect the crew.









Bruno started at the bottom on his father's boat, a cabin boy, scrubbing floors and tying ropes and learning what he could about the ship. He was a scrawny kid but all that work on the ships really beefed him up, though being a viking it sort of ran in his blood lines that he'd turn out big and muscled as an adult. From cleaning and tying ropes to hauling gear and working the cannons he found his knack for ammunition. With father's earnings to support it he experimented and developed various new gun powders and explosives.








































