“I - I mean, you know I grew up poor,” she lies, settling into her cover story as easy as any other mask. “Not like I could afford to cover my face in lead, and… ground-up beetles.” “Well, you’re one of us now,” Olivia smiles, having dropped back to rest against the arm of the couch. “You can afford whatever you want. And if you want us to pretty you up, then I for one would be more than happy to.” (The Kestrels find out that Martina has never had her makeup done before, and resolve to help her give it a try.)

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And then there’s Oli, on his right, wound around his legs and playing with the hem of his shirt. “Whatcha thinkin’ about?” “Napping,” Martyn replies, more honest than a lot of things he’s told his new pirate crew so far. “You got time for something else?” He turns, raises an eyebrow. “What d’you have in mind?”

Or, in which Martyn gets his first Kestrel stitching.

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5 people (6 if we're counting Oli's crab wife)

pirates

and something romantic on top of that

Oli's four boyfriends. (And, yes, they play boules.)

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