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"Forge! Hey Forge! Get up, work's 'bout to start!" A gruff man shoved Rebecca out of her bed. She covered her mouth to keep from squealing like the girl she was. If they knew... oh boy if they knew! Rebecca, which the best deep groan she could muster, she pushed herself up off the ground, trudging to the cook's room, where the scent of spice was heavy in the air.
"Taste this Forge!" The cook, Grey, shoved a spoon of spicy liquid into Rebecca's mouth, the girl taking it in quickly.
"Needs more tobasco!" She coughed, whiping her mouth before grabbing a bit of the red liquid off the rack. She dropped the bottle in the soup, Grey laughing loudly, and heartily.
Grey got mad the first time she did it, but after two years of dealing with Rebecca, he was used to it. He was also the only one who knew of her secret. She tipped her hat to the cook, who just laughed, and she walked out, running into the captain.
"Mornin' Forge," the heavyset captain greeted, smiling cheekily.
"Cap'n," Rebecca tipped her hat with a smile, and hurried passed the captain, slamming into another male crew member, around her age.
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