Crowley lowers the sails until they're hanging from the mast, and then looks down again. The ratlines, the normal mode of ascent and descent, are rather ensnared with the buntlines used to lift the next sail beneath Crowley and Wellard. Clear enough for an unencumbered man to climb up and down, yes - but less easily navigable for anyone carrying what Crowley's going to be. Anyone who won't be properly able to see where they're stepping,
Hm.
"Okay," he says again.
"I'm going to go down - " he points, " - about halfway to the bottom of our sail, before where the ropes get all caught up. Then you detach it from here, and I'll get it," he illustrates with hand-gestures, "over my shoulder."
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Date: 2006-09-20 05:01 am (UTC)Crowley lowers the sails until they're hanging from the mast, and then looks down again. The ratlines, the normal mode of ascent and descent, are rather ensnared with the buntlines used to lift the next sail beneath Crowley and Wellard. Clear enough for an unencumbered man to climb up and down, yes - but less easily navigable for anyone carrying what Crowley's going to be. Anyone who won't be properly able to see where they're stepping,
Hm.
"Okay," he says again.
"I'm going to go down - " he points, " - about halfway to the bottom of our sail, before where the ropes get all caught up. Then you detach it from here, and I'll get it," he illustrates with hand-gestures, "over my shoulder."