Jacques shrugged.
"Tres bien." He said before looking away from Scout and whistling. When Couleuvrine came over he took his musket from the saddle and planted the butt on the sand. Sponging out the barrel he dropped a small bag of blackpowder into the muzzle, ramming it down with a ramrod. Packing in some gauze as wadding behind it, he pushed a lead ball inside and rammed the whole load down to the end before resetting the lock and placing the musket back in its sling.
"Shall we go on board?" He asked Scout and Twilight.
"Tres bien." He said before looking away from Scout and whistling. When Couleuvrine came over he took his musket from the saddle and planted the butt on the sand. Sponging out the barrel he dropped a small bag of blackpowder into the muzzle, ramming it down with a ramrod. Packing in some gauze as wadding behind it, he pushed a lead ball inside and rammed the whole load down to the end before resetting the lock and placing the musket back in its sling.
"Shall we go on board?" He asked Scout and Twilight.