Monty
Since all of his ‘Command Crew’ had left on missions, Brad was alone. He wondered if someone was supposed to stay on the Bridge at all times. He looked out the front viewing windows at the clear day and the calm ocean and figured that the ship wasn’t doing anything except floating idly in the sea. Then he remembered that the ship was fueled by poetry, and figured that he’d better go and find the person in charge of the engine room. There was a high chance that they didn’t speak English, but someone had to tell them that the ship didn’t run by conventional methods. Brad figured that he could somehow pantomime the basics, and maybe do a demonstration also. He debated a few moments, then figured that the ship wasn’t in any danger, so he might as well go out and meet the engineering crew.He answered questions and settled disputes all along his trip to the bottom center of the ship in the main engine room. He finally arrived to find everything in a busy, but functional order. It didn’t take him long to find the reason. A tall man in a broad-brimmed hat wearing what looked like long loose-fitting shorts was giving orders and directing affairs. Brad caught his attention and was introduced.The man put forth his hand, “Captain, I’m Montgomery Bentham, I believe I’m your Engineer, at least that’s what Hubert there said it’s called.” He pointed down a corridor to indicate a boy wearing dark rough clothing and a wool cap.” The boy gave a furtive look, then disappeared into the distance.”“Sounds good to me.” Brad smiled and shook the hand. Inwardly Brad was also smiling because he had found a native English speaker. Not only that, but this Montgomery carried himself like an English gentleman.In fact, if Brad had his memories, he’d assess that Montgomery looked very similar to the way Sherlock Holmes was depicted in many movies, albeit with a totally different style of dress from the detective stories.Montgomery had a narrow face with piercing eyes. His chin was rounded, but his look was…