”As time passed at the monastery Melissia soaked up knowledge like a sponge, Latin became a second language to her, she also became fluent in French...and German. Arnold found it increasingly difficult to keep up with her thirst for learning. Soon the dreaded question arose.“Dear Arnold, will you teach me how to use a sword?” She said it with that look that made him melt on the spot.“I…I…” Arnold stammered, taken aback by the directness of her question.“Well Arnold, will you?” She went on,. Also you have a K-bar knife on your belt, a Fairbairn dagger in a lower leg strap and a machete on the side of your tactical backpack. you're wearing jeans, a dark blue tank top with a jacket over it, black boots and you have on wrap around sunglassesYou are Jena Black a 21 year old woman. You were born 10 years after the end of civilization so this life is the only one you've ever known. Your mother taught you every thing that she had learned through painful experience on how to survive this. The head honcho of the gunman brigade was a bearded former outlaw called Pecos Pete. Pete was a man of few words and he was likely to pull iron quicker than any of the others because he knew he was the fastest gun and that speed on the draw was usually the telling ingredient of any gunfight inside the saloon or at short range right out on the dusty or muddy street outside.When Pete was first employed, he had taken to living inside the big house making no bones about the fact that he was poking. Momentum still ruled. Fortunately, they were experienced personnel and most were expecting the gravity to return at some point, so they weren’t suspended very far above the deck. Still, if you happened to be floating at shoulder height above the deck and gravity came on suddenly, even for an instant, you found yourself slammed into the deck in whatever orientation you happened to be in. That made all of them considerably more careful, and from the return of gravity, even for that instant, most.