(( Hey, I helped in the fight. :U ))
It sounded like bloody murder above the deck. There were shouts, gunshots, and finally a female-like scream. Someone was dashing onboard, that was obvious. The "Thump thump." of heavy walking was clear, even below deck. She could even hear the loud yell of "I'm in!" That was probably the captain. Did the scream come from him? That would be funny.
Below deck had suddenly become quite boring, and Katewyn decided to see what was happening at top. She left her satchel downstairs, the heavy thing was only making her arm weary. It was full of useless things at the time - Two pistols, a knife, and a few other hunting materials. As she ascended up the stairs, a rather confusing scene met her eyes. A small girl was rocking back and forth on the deck, her face stained with tears. A panic attack? Maybe it was her first time. Hopefully she'd get used to it. Katewyn wouldn't be able to work well with a nervous girl. She'd screw up shots, and activate traps too early. Nerve and aim, that was the key. . .
Once again, she hoisted her rifle up and began to lay down a covering fire. No one else seemed really able to do it - Was she the only marksman here? How unfortunate. The rest of Bogh's men somhow recognized her, and ran for cover. She only managed to shoot someone in the leg before they were all hiding behind barrels and crates. They were constantly showing their weapons and taking random shots, but it was still dangerous. Well. She could only hope that the ship took off soon, and no one got hit.