Beth grinned farther. "Aye, for I am Captain Bethany Nobeard, Mistress of the sea!" She declared, waving her stick dangerously. She grinned, hobbling about as if she had a peg leg. She stood up on the edge of the ship, balancing on the ball of her foot, swaying slightly, but then he sort of poked her arm. So gently, but still caused her to lose balance. She fell backwards, bracing herself for the icy water, but was instead greeted with hard solid pain. She realised she had landed on a loose piece of wood, landing on her back. She cried out, in surprise and pain. She could feel her nosebleed charging back, and there were a few cuts and bruises promising their way on to her pale skin.