Pier 54, Manehattan
There are many things that can drive a man to the edge. In this case, it is talking horses that can lift up ships. Titanic was in dock though so there was good thing that happened. But then again, the ship was chased by warships, attacked by Pegasi, and nearly rammed a pier. So for the sake of all of their sanity, Smith allowed the officers to take a leave of duty to cope with the situation.
Sitting in the officer's mess (located right near to the 3rd funnel casing), Lightoller took another swig of Whiskey from the flask, attempting to drown his thoughts with alcohol. Never had he thought that he would be stuck in some weird world with talking horses. But then again, he never expected to float on an overturned lifeboat in the middle of the night either. So one was better than the other. Still though, he has nearly frozen to death, drowned, fallen off a ship, fired upon my ships, and attacked by Pegasi. Just another thing to add to the list.
About to take another sip of the Whiskey flask, the flask was suddenly snapped out of his hand by a certain Scotsman who was already a tad tipsy.
"Bloody hell Murdoch, you couldn't have waited till I finished?" Lightoller said with a bit of a slur.
"Oohhh, quit yer yapping Lights and share with the rest of the lot." A drunken Murdoch replied.
Nearly tripping over as he waddled away, Murdoch attempted to take a drink from the flask when he collided with an equally drink Moody.
"Watch where yah goin' fookin bastard?" He said with drunken confidence.
"You walked into me yah bastard!" Moody yelled back.
"OHHHHH.... I AM THE BASTARD EH?"
"YER DAMNED RIGHT YER THE BASTARD!"
Murdoch raised his fist with rage, about to punch Moody before Lowe came between them.
"ALRIGHT! ANY BASTARD STARTS HITTING THEIR MATES IS GETTING A DAMNED PINT STUCK UP THEIR BLOODY ASS!" He drunkenly yelled. Ironically, he had the most to drink that night but was being the most sane drunk in the room.
"I BLOODY OUTRANKED YOUR ASS LOWE!" Murdoch yelled.
"DOES IT hic LOOK LIKE I GIVE A DAMN?" Lowe screamed. There were flames in both of their eyes, but soon they all backed down and sat back at the table. There was a long silence after that with the men occasionally taking drinks from their respective glasses, bottles, and flasks. It was not until Murdoch spoke up that the silence was broken.
"Alrighty gents, no fooking point in drinking in silence... anybody got some shit to tell us mates?"
Silence was still among the men.
"Okay then... nobody? Okay, who wants to hear a hic classic Lights story?"
Pitman was the first to speak up. "You both bloody told us all of Lights' fookups. Give it a rest for god's sake."
"Ah, but we never told you this one lass, this is about Lights' Sydney incident."
Immediately when he heard this, the drunken Lightoller got up and yelled at Murdoch "Don't you say a bloody word! You and I agreed to not mention this!" There was clearly something Lightoller was hiding.
"Ah sod it Lights, you and I both fookin' know that it won't matter now."
"Don't play those words with me man."
"Oh, for god's sake, just shut the hell up you drunken yaps! I outrank your asses and I want both of you to shut up so we can here the god damned story." Wilde drunkenly interjected. Normally Wilde would get Murdoch to stop but his drunkenness prevented that from happening.
"Alright mates, you want the hic short shite or long shite?" Murdoch asked/
"Just tell the damned bloody story!" Boxhall yelled.
"Alright.... alright.... Now... back in his younger days, Lights was an officer on the Medic. This be during the Boer War and they had just stopped in Sydney after dropping off their cargo. Now, I don't hic bloody know what goes on the Lights' head but the fookin' bastard thought it would be funny to joke with the entire damned city. With all that damned Boer fear goin' 'round, he took advantage of it. Somehow, the bloody idiot got a Boer flag and him and his mates took a boat off to er..... Fort whatever..... uh... Lights, what was that Fort you fooked with?"
"I think it hic was bloody er... Fort er..... Fort... DENISON! Yeah, Fort Denison." Lightoller replied.
"Alright, now, Lights and and his fookin' mates row up to the fort and somehow bloody sneak to the top with the flag pole. You think that shit was easy? No, this is our Lightoller we are talking about, he had to add some fookin' spice to it. The dumbarse decided to stick a bloody wad of cotton in a cannon and bloody fire it! A damned 8 inch cannon! Fook, I never thought you were one to overcompensate like that Lights."
As soon as the story finished, all the officers began to laugh so hard that their alcohol began to splash on one another. Lightoller however was quite fazed by Murdoch's last comment and before he knew it, Lightoller lunged at Murdoch and began to (rather drunkenly and sloppily) beat Murdoch up. It was not until the rest of the officers got ahead of their laughing when they finally pulled Lightoller up, bound up his arms, and locked him in the pantry. Little did they know what was in store for the next day.
New chapter is out.
Fun chapter, but I will be laying if I say that it wasn’t underwhelming, after the last chapter and how it ended, I was expecting a little bit more
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The last chapter was writer's hell for me. I needed to go a bit rogue with this one.
I think come the morning the whole diplomatic part they will wish they had plenty of booze. I hope Pinkie doesn’t try and sneak aboard to welcome them all. I think they wouldn’t be very receptive of her.
Nice bit of lore added, keep it coming.
I am trying to picture the absolute shyte-storm that would have happened among the troops if something like this happened back then <tries not to pee self> how much damage did the army cause trying to re-take the fort? <laughs> I mean that is some gold crap there!
This is a nice story.
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My plans ruined, all because if your meddling mind.
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Lol, Lightoller and his mates literally just went up to the fort, raised the Boer flag, fired the cannon, and literally just rowed back to the Medic and so on so forth.
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Oh, I'm sure that's all THEY did, but just imagine some of the generals from back in those days seeing such a thing in the heart of 'their' home! The siege would be epic, all the while the poor guys inside the fort try desperately to convince said generals that it was a prank and no one conquered the fort!! <laughs maniacally>
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hope to read more in the near future, thanks for the story and the chuckles too
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I think we can call Pinkie doing that a suckers bet. The question becomes how long it takes her friends to realize she is missing and then how long where she went.
As for the booze being gone that will be in direct proportion to how much Pinkie shows her enthusiasm plus them finding out magic is real.
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I wonder what Mr Andrews has to say about that.
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Here is a story made by the authorities.
https://www.encyclopedia-titanica.org/untitled-article-describing-lightollers-fort-denison-activity-11823.html
Putting this on a hiatus. Definitely will finish this though or at least make it an expanded story.