Repair and Rebuild: Matriarchies of Muirin, #6
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"It's really broken," Raelin said as she followed Mother around the Tourmaline Seas' hulk.
The Tourmaline Seas barely made it back to port, masts broken and hull cracked.
Raelin volunteered to work at Mistress Chie's shipyard in hopes of repairing and rebuilding her favorite ship.
The real question was not if it could be fixed but if the Delbhana would let them keep her once she sailed once more.
Meyari McFarland
Meyari McFarland has been telling stories since she was a small child. Her stories range from SF and Fantasy adventures to Romances but they always feature strong characters who do what they think is right no matter what gets in their way. Her series range from Space Opera Romance in the Drath series to Epic Fantasy in the Mages of Tindiere world. Other series include Matriarchies of Muirin, the Clockwork Rift Steampunk mysteries, and the Tales of Unification urban fantasy stories, plus many more. You can find all of her work on MDR Publishing's website at www.MDR-Publishing.com.
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Repair and Rebuild - Meyari McFarland
Other Matriarchies of Muirin Stories
In Reading Order:
The City of the Ladies
Fight Smarter
Hide and Seek
Stormy Arrival
Repair and Rebuild
Storm Over Archaelaos
Facing the Storm
Tea and Knives
Luck of the Dana
Homecoming
Running From The Storm
Delicate Introduction
Following the Beacon
Coming Together
The Solace of Her Clan
Fitting In
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Repair and Rebuild
A Matriarchies of Muirin Novel
Meyari McFarland
MDR Publishing
Copyright ©2013, 2017 by Mary Raichle
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This story is dedicated to Zina for being a wonderful person, to my mother for helping me be the best person I can and my husband for putting up with me writing all the time. Thank you to all of you!
Contents
1. Dry Dock
2. Skeleton
3. Discussion
4. Memories
5. Rebuild
6. Escape
7. Confrontation
8. Decks
9. Inside
10. Midwinter
11. Birthday
12. Spring Thaw
13. Delbhana
14. Cold Snap
15. School
16. Victory
17. Sails
18. Slipping Free
19. Return to Service
Other Matriarchies of Muirin Stories
Excerpt: Fitting In
1. Unexpected Journey
Afterword
Author Bio
1. Dry Dock
I t's really broken,
Raelin said as she followed Mother around the Tourmaline Seas' hulk .
Beyond broken,
Mother growled. This is a wreck for all that it made it to shore.
They'd paid to have the Tourmaline Seas hauled up into dry dock in the hope that it could be fixed. Raelin and Gwen had been there for that process. It had been amazing; dozens of women working in teams as they hauled on ropes. The pulleys had screeched from the weight of the Tourmaline's bulk as it moved up out of the water and along the dry dock's special gutter. The whole process had taken under an hour though bracing the Tourmaline so that it didn't shift or move while the shipwrights worked on it had taken another two hours after that.
Raelin knew that realistically she wasn't ever going to be tall enough or strong enough to handle the huge sledge hammers the women at the dry dock used to set the supports in place but she wished that she would be. The heavy thuds when they swung around and pounded the supports into position had made her grin with delight.
There was less to grin about as she picked her way across the broken deck with Mother today. After drying the Tourmaline off and scraping off the barnacles that had taken up residence under the water line, the shipwrights had found more cracks and broken boards than expected. As they'd made their way up onto the deck, Raelin had seen daylight through the hull in several spots.
Can they save anything?
Raelin asked as she peered into the gaping hole where the first mast had been.
Maybe the keel,
Mother said with a tired sigh. The other masts are fractured. The hull's a mess. Possibly some trim, the interior, the kitchen. Other than that, I don't know.
She knelt next to Raelin, running her fingers along the ragged edge of the broken deck where the mast had torn out of its home. The broken wood was paler than the deck's surface, blond compared to dark brown. Mother's expression was angry but her sigh was sad when she stood back up.
Brought one of the girls back, did you?
Mistress Chie from Chinwendu said as she climbed onto the deck with them.
She was curious about the process,
Mother said with a little shrug. Always good to have a shipwright trained girl in a shipping family like ours. You willing to have her watch and help out?
Mistress Chie studied Raelin. She was only a finger's width taller than Mother at a bare five feet four inches tall. Where Mother was burly, with thick arms and legs full of muscle, Mistress Chie was whippy and thin like a saber blade. At some point she'd shaved her head and had a tattoo of interlocking red and black snakes put on the right side of her face, scalp and neck. The tattoo was old and faded, just like Mistress Chie's hair on the left side of her head which had faded from black to steel gray.
Despite her age, Mistress Chie's stare made Raelin twitch a little. She was so fierce that it was hard to keep her chin up and her expression confident the way a girl should be. After a long stare at Raelin, Mistress Chie nodded thoughtfully. Raelin started when she held out one hand towards her.
Let me see the hands, girl,
Mistress Chie said. We don't take pampered nobles, not that your family is pampered. I won't be responsible for a girl who can't work. Your hands will tell the truth better than your tongue.
I know how to work!
Raelin huffed. I've been helping in the warehouse and loading things since I was six.
Mistress Chie snorted as she took Raelin's hands. Her hands were covered with callouses, rough and so strong that Raelin couldn't have pulled her hands away even if she wanted to. Apparently Raelin's much milder callouses were acceptable because Mistress Chie ran her thumbs over Raelin's hands a couple of times before nodding.
Not bad for a seven year old,
Mistress Chie said.
I'm nine!
Raelin bellowed. I'm just short like you!
Be polite, girl,
Mother said.
She smacked the back of Raelin's head but it was a light smack, one of the ones that barely stung at all. Mistress Chie laughed at Raelin's outrage. Rather than give Raelin the much heavier smack she deserved for being rude to a Mistress shipwright, Mistress Chie let Raelin's hands go and nodded her approval.
At least she's tough,
Mistress Chie said. Leave her here. We'll send her back home before dark.
You do as you're told, Raelin,
Mother said. We've worked with Chie for decades now. Grandmother brought her here from Chinwendu back when they were both young women.
Really?
Raelin asked, surprised that Mistress Chie was that old. She looked to be in her sixties, not her eighties or older.
Mistress Chie whooped a laugh that made the other shipwrights on the dry dock grin and laugh with her. There was no answer to Raelin's question from Mistress Chie or from Mother. Instead Mother patted Raelin's shoulder and then clambered down the ladder and headed out of the dry dock.
Well, come on, girl,
Mistress Chie said. Let's get to work.
What will I be doing?
Raelin asked as she followed Mistress Chie down the ladder and then across the dry dock to the little office near the street.
Watching and learning at first,
Mistress Chie said. In a day or so I might let you help carry things, tear boards loose, but for now you don't know enough to keep yourself or anyone else safe. Stick by my side and we'll see what you understand by the time dinner rolls around.
Yes Mistress,
Raelin said.
The office had blueprints of ships pinned to every wall. Almost all of them had neat red pencil handwriting on them with rough drawings indicating problems, broken keels, loose masts and sprung hulls. The Tourmaline's blueprint was on the paper-strewn desk at the far back corner of the tiny office. Mistress Chie picked it up and folded it carefully before clipping it to an oversized clipboard that Raelin thought was made of the iron wood brought in by Dana ships for soon-to-be Uncle Ruark's family.
Mistress Chie led Raelin back out into the dry dock, clipboard in one hand and a red pencil in the other hand. They spent the next four hours scrambling over every single inch of the Tourmaline Seas, from the battered and broken crow's nest down to the apparently undamaged keel. Raelin held the clipboard at times. Other times she held long fabric tapes or plumb bobs so that Mistress Chie could get accurate measurements of what was wrong.
She's a mess,
Mistress Chie sighed when her second in command, Befind, came back with meat buns from up the street.
Damn shame,
Befind sighed. She was a fine ship.
Can you fix her?
Raelin asked around a bite of her bun. It was spicy enough that her eyes watered and her lips burned but it still tasted good after all the exercise.
Both Mistress Chie and Befind made faces as if they'd bitten into something bitter. Befind swallowed first, jerking her chin at the Tourmaline with a mournful expression that Mistress Chie echoed while chewing more slowly. Neither of them seemed bothered by the spiciness of the buns.
Not sure it's a good idea, even if it is possible,
Befind said. All three mast steps are broken. Most of the inwhales are broken towards the bow. Good number of the gunwhales are cracked all along the hull. Hull's got more holes in it than a sieve. She's damn near sunk. I still can't figure out how they limped into port, especially in that storm. The Goddesses love your family, that's all I can figure.
The keel's still strong,
Mistress Chie said.
Far as we can see its strong,
Befind countered. Could have a thousand fractures and we wouldn't know it yet.
Mistress Chie sighed and nodded as she took another bite of her bun. Raelin followed suit even though the spices made her want to cough. She could just barely see the amusement on Mistress Chie and Befind's faces through the tears filling her eyes. It only made her more determined to eat the darn thing without complaining.
Water didn't help the burning in her mouth very much once they were done eating but one of the younger shipwrights passed Raelin a little sweet milk candy when Mistress Chie and Befind weren't looking. That helped enough that Raelin could stop sniffling. Her lips still burned but she'd get over that in time.
Raelin spent the rest of the day helping the crew rig up tackle to take the two remaining masts out of the Tourmaline's hull. Her duties were mostly running back and forth with messages from Mistress Chie and Befind but once they started hauling the first mast out Raelin was given a guide rope with an older apprentice.
Easy!
Mistress Chie bellowed as the women hauled in unison. Keep the tension steady!
The mast slowly slid upwards out of the Tourmaline's deck, creaking and wobbling from the strain of being lifted from its home. Raelin watched, holding her breath as the butt of the mast finally came free of the deck.
Guides, flip ends!
Mistress Chie bellowed.
Raelin had to run to stay with her partner as they tugged at their rope, heading towards the water. Another dozen young women had guide ropes attached to the bottom of the mast like Raelin and her partner and they hauled together while a second set of guide ropes pulled the top of the mast towards the street.
The mast slowly tilted sideways, jerking and then tipping onto its side as the shipwrights somehow switched the pulleys from lifting it upright to pulling it over onto its side. She didn't see how they managed that. Raelin was jerked right up off her feet and into the air when the mast bounced down onto its side and rocked, but she didn't let go of the guide rope. A moment later her feet were back on the ground as the winch overhead slowly slid to the right, allowing them all to drop the mast onto the ground next to the Tourmaline.
Wow,
Raelin breathed, her heart drumming in her chest.
Not bad,
Raelin's guide rope partner said. I was afraid that it would snap when we lifted it.
It could have?
Raelin asked, shocked.
The next one probably will,
the other girl snorted. It's cracked so bad that I'm surprised it hasn't snapped already.
The girls and women around Raelin didn't seem too upset about that thought but it made Raelin feel sick. It was like imagining her father's arms breaking or his spine. Raelin patted the Tourmaline's side as she followed Mistress Chie's bellowed orders to get to work freeing the mast from its ropes. By the time that was done to Raelin's surprise it was getting dark.
Dana!
Mistress Chie bellowed.
Yipe!
Raelin squeaked in spite of her determination to be strong and brave and do whatever she needed to. Yes Mistress!
She ran over to find Mistress Chie staring at her with a bemused expression. Raelin stood with her hands behind her back, chin high and legs spread just wide enough to look confident despite that fact that her knees were shaking with tiredness. Hopefully she looked strong enough. Mother always liked them to look strong and calm when in public, no matter how tired or confused or angry they might really be.
Mistress Chie shook her head while smiling. You're a Dana to the bone, aren't you?
Uh, Mistress?
Raelin asked.
Four generations later and still as wild as a storm at midwinter,
Mistress Chie said.
This time she didn't seem to be talking to Raelin. Her eyes were distant and had the sort of happy-sad expression that Raelin had seen on Mother's face when she talked about Great-Grandmother Anwyn. Raelin didn't let herself cock her head curiously even though she wanted to. She could see the other shipwrights watching them so it wouldn't be right to do so.
Never mind,
Mistress Chie said. Come with me. Time you went back home.
I can get there myself,
Raelin said even though she wasn't entirely certain that her legs were going to hold her up all the way there.
Got to talk to your mother anyway,
Mistress Chie said. She likes regular reports.
I know,
Raelin sighed. I'm probably going to have to keep a journal of everything I do while I'm here.
Mistress Chie fixed Raelin with a stern look. Raelin squirmed a little, more than she wanted to but less than she would have if no one was watching. Outside of the dry dock the lamp lighters were running by, starting the gas lights so that everyone could see as they made their way home.
You'll record no secrets,
Mistress Chie ordered.
Um, well, I'll do my best not to,
Raelin said slowly, but it's all new to me. I don't know what's common practice and what's secret knowledge not to share.
Mistress Chie snorted a laugh as she put one hand on Raelin's back, guiding her steps because despite Raelin's best efforts she wasn't walking a straight line. Point made. I'll tell you want you can't record.
Fair deal,
Raelin said. I'll ask Mother if she wants you to review my journal before I turn it in.
Agreed,
Mistress Chie said.
She offered a hand to Raelin to shake to seal the agreement just like Raelin was a grown woman and it was a real deal. Raelin thought back over what they'd agreed to make sure she hadn't said something that would get the family in trouble but there didn't seem to be anything that Mother would dislike. When Raelin shook Mistress Chie's hand as firmly as she could Mistress Chie blinked and then looked at her palm.
"How'd