Splintered Light, Ch 0: Prelude
The bosun glanced back to the discoloration on the deck; unfortunately that was the latest of several 'marks' his younger brother had left aboard the ship.
Splintered Light, Ch 1.2: After the Sun Sets
"why would the bosun be giving orders to you instead of passing them along through me?" viktor shrugged. "it's not my place to second guess my bosun. if you want to know why then go ask him yourself."
Splintered Light, Ch 1.1: As the Sun Rises
Allistair brought the discussion back to the perfectly reasonable point his bosun had made.
Splintered Light, Chapter 1.3: Facing the Moonrise
The hare's gaze remained on the bosun every moment except for a split second when they shot a glance toward a very smug-looking foreman. viktor replied candidly.
The Good Ship and Crew
"probably," the bosun said. "i'll have someone scrounge up one for you, eric. good thinking, coyote." dev felt it was probably worth double-checking when he got the chance.
Splintered Light, Chapter 10.3, The Best Kept Secret
The rottweiler gave the enormous cannon a heave and only then did the bosun realize that the gunner meant to direct fire the weapon at the trailing creature.
Splintered Light, Chapter 6.4: Anache u' Tonn
"harder goods make for more permanent impressions, bosun. rohn, mr. lews is doing very well with learning the people's tongue. i am pleased with him."
Splintered Light, Chapter 10.5, Welcoming Party
Before speaking into it, he turned back to smile at the bosun. "of course not, mr. severna-- didn't you hear? it's safe on shore."
Splintered Light, Ch 10.1: Second Place Is...
The bosun further humored his brother by turning the scientist's wildly inaccurate thought into something a little more reasonable (but no less foolhardy). "i believe, what toby means to say--" the scholar quickly interrupted him.
Splintered Light, Chapter 7.1: Salvaging Rights and Salvaging Wrongs
Tobias severna, the homebody-brother of the ship's bosun lingered near the edge, speaking with the first mate.
Splintered Light, Chapter 5.3: At the Captain's Table
The bosun's smirk grew and he took a bite of bread. "he's got you there, will." the foreman snorted out the correction. "willem." the tiger set his glass down. "quiet."
I, Dacien -- Chapter 34 -- Consolidation
If _perfectus_ were less secret, lyo thought, he could explain to the poor fretting bosun, who _did not deserve_ the anxiety lyo was inflicting on him. or on his guard.