Jack
*After a few moments of rowing, Mai and Horace finally arrive close to the main boat. Horace glances back at it, checking for any windows and the like. Any easy points of access would be great in a situation like this... Though, missions like these were never easy were they... The elf sighs, turning to Mai as he continues to row, though slowing. Listening to her idea closely, he frowns lightly and shakes his head.* 
"What is it with you and going alone? You have team mates here for a reason..."

*The thief would stop the boat, just outside of the boat's visible sight.*
"And what if they aren't stupid enough? They're trained pirates Mai, if you mess up, you could get seriously hurt, or worse..." 

*Though, no matter how much he wanted Mai to be safe, they were on a quest... Her idea was decent as well, tricking the pirates into letting them onto the ship. The elf pauses for a moment, eventually looking back to Mai.*

"Let *Me* Go this time... I can handle myself, and its better if you hang out with Ardon. He's big and goodhearted, won't let you get injured... Not again..." 

*The elf glances over to the water where Ardon resided. The titan was huge and reliable, good traits. Horace had confidence and trusted him, enough that he'd want Mai to stay with him.*
"Hey... Im a thief too y'know... Half of my job is acting."

*He smiles back at Mai comfortingly, beginning to remove his excess clothing. Anything that might make him stand out from a 'normal villager'. Removing his mask, hood, cloak, and other general clothing. He also takes off a majority of his weapons, only leaving himself with his knife. Bringing weapons on a Pirate's ship is just asking to be slaughtered. But going unarmed is equally as bad, if not worse.*
Steven
*Ardon would be able to make it to the stern of the ship. Nothing much there, besides another swordsman.*

*The boat's big enough that Horace is able to row the boat right to the edge of it. The pirates all seem to be mingling about, unaware. After all, why would anything below another ship be a threat?*

*However, he wouldn't find any other portholes to go through; seems like he'll have to get to the top of the ship.*
John
*Ardon would slowly begin to climb up onto the boat using his many arms to grab onto any nooks and edges he can grab onto. He'd have his Throwing Rams close and near him then once he's almost at the top but not yet poking out he would throw one of the the large logs towards the swordsman near him to try and catch them off guard as well as attract the attention of the pirates so his comrades can get onto the ship without being swarmed. Better him than them*
Jack
*As Horace smiles at Mai comfortingly, he notices something out of the corner of his eye. Something huge with multiple arms, scaling the side of the boat. Was that Ardon?? The elf stares with a confused expression as Ardon arrives at the top. Though as he does, the elf realizes what Ardon was about to do.*

"Shit... Guess the big guy didn't hear what we were talking about after all... Come on Mai, nows a better chance than ever... Ardon's gonna be a big distraction for everyone on board, so nows our chance. We might be able to take out some of them before we're noticed..."

*Horace would glance over at Mai, another smile on his face... He seemed to be a lot happier around her for whatever reason... Finding himself smiling much more often, especially here... But, now wasn't the time for self realization. This was a battle, someone will die here today... And it wasn't going to be any of them!*

"Mai, hold on to my back. Im pretty sure i can scale this wall, so I'll carry you up." 

*The elf quickly takes off his glove and boots, looking back to the boat. He places his hands on wooden hull, waiting for Mai to get a hold so he could climb.*
William
"But... *Fine.*" She sighed, removing her black coat and leaving it on the boat. Horace's smile would make her think for a moment. Why was he so happy at the time? Right in the middle of a quest, and at sea to make matters worse. She could only make her normal expression without emotion, with a sickening tone because of the waves that rocked the boat.

"Are you sure about that, Horace..." 

The woman sighed again with discomfort, moving carefully behind the elf. Her hand moved to the other arm and used her claws to scratch herself, not enough to make her arm impossible to move.

"Sorry about your shirt."

She said hastily, hugging him from behind. Tsk. That scratch burned when it touched the fabric of the man's clothing. Her hands hugged his chest tightly, while her legs wrapped around his waist. It even looked like a baby koala holding on to its mother.
Steven
*Despite the boat's side being wet, Horace is easily able to climb the wooden surface, even with a cat on his back. Ardon would also find that there's enough room between some boards for his fingers to slip into, eventually breaking some of them. His weight though, would cause the boat to tilt in the direction of the stern. Several voices can be heard, exclaiming out confusion.*

*The swordsman is utterly crushed by the log, and the rest suddenly come to attention. The captain yells out.*

"What the hell is that? Kill it!"