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Diego waved a hand in the direction of the voice; he could hear the cats as their paws thumped on the wood. He turned to the rail and ran his hand along it, checking for flaws. All seemed well; today was pretty boring as days at sea go.

Diego turned toward Mana as he spoke. "Of course the old girl is ready. My lovely could look into the eye of the kraken and smile and capture his heart, she could." The bat patted the rail affectionately as he spoke; it was a normal for craftsmen to become rather possessive of their ships. "I went down in the longboat yesterday to check the sides. Took me all day." He paused to remember feeling along the sides, checking for errors; yesterday was a loooong day.

"Oh look, another kitty!" Amie exclaims after setting eyes upon Nicky. She lifts her hand toward the cat, beaconing it to come smell her. It's alright little one, I won't hurt you." She tells it softly. All the while her other hand continues to scratch Scraps chin. Looking to the young man with the beautiful ivory wings, and long, flowing golden hair, "Is this cat yours? What's its name?"

Amie jumps back a bit at the sudden movement of the orange cat, then stands and looks at Mana. "Jealous of a cat? Being the strapping young lad that you are I thought you'd be able to woo any woman, especially after wrapping those beautiful white wings of yours around them."

Amie strides up aside him, her tails swooshing back and forth, occasionally brushing against the back of his leg. "Aww, you poor boy. Well, Just tell yourself, they don't know what they're missing. They should feel humbled to catch your gaze." Turning around and leaning her elbows on the railing she gives him a reassuring wink, "You'll find someone special someday. Then you'll be glad you hadn't sullied yourself on some random harlot."

Amie stares at him a couple seconds, and blinks, kind of clueless. Then starts up talking again "Pfft, what kind of logic is that? You need to relax a bit. Everyone will find someone to love, it's just the nature of things. There has to be someone other than me who can appreciate a fairy tale romance come true. A young man, long blonde hair and pure white wings? You've probably got a better chance finding someone than me." she explains to him, turning out to face the... fog, "Hm, kind of drab scenery, perfect for moping huh."

"It's not as alluring as you might think. They're always want more than I'm willing to give. Then run for the hills when I turn on them." Turning to face him, she asks, "Am I that intimidating?" as she runs her hands through the air around her, outlining her shape.

((I had to think how to make that non-sexual >.>''))

Amie looks up at the woman in the rigging with a raised brow, "And what exactly are you implying?"