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*Aeoess looked to the captain*

"It'll be done, but you owe me a suicide mission for this one!"

*She goes off to find some sandpaper, and watered down tar, once that is done she begins to sand and re-tar the ship, in hopes that the captain would consider her request, after all she was in the mood to single-handily kill and rob some nameless saps that might be enemies; she wanted more excitement than cleaning could offer, and she wanted to rob someone that she didn't know for once too.*

As she stepped out onto the deck the breeze rustled her hair and brought to her nose the acute smell of salt. Sighing her body instantly relaxed, but only for a moment. Realizing something was going on at the other end of she ship she made her way down the stairs, floating along with the breeze. Quickening her pace when she saw someone sanding blood off the deck she reached the area everyone seemed gathered around.

The Captain had taken controle of the situation, ordering people back to their places in preperation for their next endevor but she decided to exclude herself from orders for now to inspect the new crew member that had apperated upon the deck of the Lady.

The smell of sweat and salt wafted past her nose as she inspected the newcomer. Many people were calling him docter, but in the shape he was in it appeared more that he needed the assistance of a doctor. Looking around for Syn she wished to ask the other woman whom she had befriended what the deuce was going on.

Syn had been crawling about the mast and sails with better balance than a monkey, Tuslo following her across as she scrambled over, checking the knots and tightening the ones that had come a little loose. Her gray hair blew in the wind so she tied her headband a little closer so that it would hold the strands nearest to her face away, although the majority of her shagged hair was loose. She needed no safety line or a handhold besides the wood and rigging, moving about with a skill and ease that had to come from a great deal of past experience. She was singing a shanty she had learned a few years back.

"Oh, poor old man your horse will die
And we say so, and we know so
Oh, poor old man your horse will die
Oh, poor old man

We'll hoist him up to the main yardarm
We'll hoist him up to the main yardarm

Say, I old man your horse will die
Say, I old man your horse will die

We'll drop him down to the depths of the sea
We'll drop him down to the bottom of the sea

We'll sing him down with a long, long roll
Where the sharks'll have his body
and the devil will have his soul."

As she finished the shanty, she noticed a commotion below her and she leaned over so much that she looked like she was going to topple off the beam at any moment, though in actuality she couldn't have been more secure. She regarded the entire scene with a curious eye, adjusting her eyepatch before crawling further onto the beam to fix one last knot.

*Hearing the Captain's Orders, Myere lashes the wheel in place and approaches the ship's bell. Clanking the ringer against the side of the bell six times as a call to the crew, Myere looks about the ship's deck. In his most proper english.. *

"Uall Officer's Report To Dah Wardroom Immediatley! Look Alive!"

*He'd always wanted to be an Officer, but his lack of knowledge in the field of anything aside from sailing tactics and fairytales kept him from gaining his comission. For now, he'd be happy as Kurisutofa's Coxswain.

Returning to the helm, he unlashed the grasp upon the tiller and put her hard over as teh ship beared down upon it's northward tack. Looking about teh deck, Myere spied for an unoccupied crewman.*

"Miss Kale! Miss Kale!... Could you take dah vheel?
I need to tend two sum persunal tings."

*Jaden heard her name being called from below the Top main where she tried to help with the sails. She quickly shimmied down the ratlines and to the helm where Myere was standing. The look of shock filled her eyes as she heard what he was asking her to do.*

"I... I... can try... I've never steered a ship befo..." she stammered as she looked at the wheel before her. Myere must have taken her suprised "I... I..." as "aye aye" because he left her to man the wheel before listening to the rest of her sentance.

*She grabbed the wheel firmly as she tried to remember how Myere was steering the boat before he put her in charge of the helm. Hearing stories from her dad when she was little was one thing. Being in charge of the helm on a working ship was another. Taking a deep breath and steadying herself, she looked toward the mark and watched for when she'd have to put the tiller hard over the other side on the Lady's opposite tack.

She was startled by the Doctor, and took her hands off the wheel as if she was caught doing something she wasn't supposed to. Quickly realizing Myere DID give her the permission to be there, she put her hands back on the wheel and checked when she was to change the tack.*

"Doctor Baxter, the Captain asked the officers report to the Wardroom." She said slightly blushed as she looked at him.

As the mysterious stranger assisted by the Captain limped below deck, she couldn't help but feel she knew him. A tingling memory played in the back of her mind but refused to come forward. Shifting from foot to foot she decided to check the rigging and make sure the sails were ready for whatever adventure came next.

*Aeoess was almost done with her chores, the ship even began to have a slight glow to it when she heard a splash, she called Eittik to bring down her scope. She looked over and saw a man (John-0935) in the waters. She had no time, and nor did the man in the water, she knew that they would need to get the boat closer to him, and they would need to get him on the deck in he were to survive.

She began to run for to the captain to attempt have him help, but Eittik stood in her way and glared at her, and a message went into her mind "Use the dingy.". Upon seeing the message in her mind she ran in the opposite direction and got in the dingy, lowered it and began to paddle towards the man.

After a few minutes she was right next to him, she grabbed him and pulled him into the boat, and began to paddle herself to the Lady.*