[Uncle Chip]

Word is that Starbuck is readying the Pequod with supplies.

Ishmael and Queequeg are rounding up a crew.

Shipping out shortly to find and harpoon that elusive critter.

[skinkinthegrass]

Aye Capt'um! ..ready that thar scowl..
what no sails, it's powered by what?
a bloody firecracker! ..better naval rocket!
(*muttering* ..shiver me timber)
umm.. yes..i did volunteer you
scurrilous scalawag..no..thar be no mutiny