George
Brook sat looking out at cerulean sea as the sun towards the western horizon fell in slow motion- giving the ocean a surreal, tranquil appearance as the high tide began to roll inwards... This was the life- the saline breeze on your scales- not a worry in sight- just the passion for endless adventure, endless treasure- endless prizes. A genuine smile crept across the Seawings' snout- here he was- he was *Finally* Where he wanted to be in life- but even then, without his old partner, the Sandwing, Basalt- it did get too quiet for the rowdy souls' comfort- but after the final goodbye in the Scorpion Den with a pitstop in Possibility- he was finally ready to leave that sorrow behind himself- from now on- he was only going to look towards that cerulean horizon in the distance- be it east, west, north- or south. He had some loose ends to tie - but was revenge what *He* Wanted- 

Brook scoffed at the thought- 'what *He* Wanted' it was against everything Brook had set out to do the moment he left home- he was supposed to be his on derg- but here he was, still thinking about how someone who was long dead would think- God, he was- pathetic.

He was lost in thoughts for a few more moments when the sound- a familiar sound- one made by the steps of another Seawing on the rugged planks of the dock trotting forward. He put on his award-winning smile and turned to look at the stranger- never one to keep his head low to ignore anyone- even if doing so would be in his best interests- he knew the ship beside his was a vessel for pillaging- but this poor lad looked more like a lost pup then a pirate- it almost made him cringe- if it weren't for chorus of opportunity that sang so sweetly in his ear- and to that he stepped in front of the Seawing - donning an assertive posture - partially extending his wings to make himself look bigger than he was as he extended a talon. "I take it you're the buccaneer o'this vessel?~" He gestured to Kraken's ship before slowly looking him from snout to tail tip- to talons with the predatory eyes of a seasoned thief as he rubbed his chin and paused before continuing. "I didn't take it this line of work had so many... Newbies- Ah! Forgive me- the name's Brook- Captain Brook, and you might be?~"
Elbert
The smaller, slightly younger dragon had climbed out of his ship, onto the dock. He yawned, feeling rather confident about this trip- or at least, so it seemed. His ears perked up as he was approached. He huffed slightly, not really having to look up at the other dragon due to how long his neck was. He gave the other dragon a blank, ever so slightly annoyed stare.
"I am. I'm also not a 'newbie', Brook."
His nose scrunched at him indignantly.
"The Kraken. Unless ya haven't heard o' me, mate? 'Pparently, I'm pretty famous 'round these parts. It'd take a real idiot to not know who I am."
Maryanne
A very large, almost bodyguard-looking dragon stepped out into the dock behind Kraken. He was covered in scars, one of his horns was even broken off.
"Is there an issue?"
He rumbled, his deep voice echoing across the cove.
Douglas
Man is literally a whale/j
George
Brook turned his head away from Kraken to hide the smirk on his face- a newbie just said he wasn't a newbie- who *Was* This derg?- He thought about their name- 'Kraken'... Kraken... Kraken... Wait a minute- was this... *That* Kraken?- Brook's puzzled expression only reached resolution once the neurons connecting the string of ideas together made sense- and oh yes, this was Kraken- but either someone was bullshitting the poor lad- or - he confused his own name with the that of the legendary octopus, both of which, were hilarious ideas to entertain. 

"I' no problems here, just a friendly chat between two new *Friends*- ain't that right, Tentacles?~" He wrapped an arm around the back of Kraken's neck in a playful manner - that at the very least stifled him from denying the claim. 

"Anyways- I'm quite big around here as well- in fact, I'm the pirate that *Owns* These waters- which leads me to the next point- I'm usually a benevolent leader when it comes to our anarchist cause." He ignored the inherent contradiction between the two statements with a pensive, almost sorrowful expression. "But see 'ere there's barely enough Brooky to go 'round so most of me... Business opportunities are sunk by other boats- oh but that's where you- and everyone else in this cove comes in - well - anyone worth their salt as a pirate I suppose.~" He grinned- teasing Kraken - and putting him on the defense of his self-proclaimed fame- "I take a wee tariff- a tax if you will, on all the good that flow through these waters n'come to think of it- You haven't paid your dues."

Before Livy could bare their teeth at the idea- a rather dangerous looking Skywing dove into the scene- flying in place as to not touch the flammable material of the docks with their talons- even at a glance it was easy to tell this was one of the famed rarities- among the tribe- an individual with Firescales - though Brook threw up a hand with a shrug and looked at his companion. "*Like* I said- this is my *New friend*- don'tcha have business to finish up for me - Smoky? Plus- wouldn't want to get under the scales of *The* Kraken.~" The Skywing rolled their eyes- and without so much as a sigh- shot into the distance. "So- where were we again?~"
Elbert
A low growl was emitted from his throat. If he had the ability to breathe flames, he would have, right into Brook's face.
Maryanne
"I know all of Captain's friends. You ain't one of 'em."
He snarled. He listened to his little speech with his annoyance clearly building.He nearly jumped out of his scales when the Firescales flew down, grabbing a spear from its holster and pointing it at the Skywing. He snapped at Brook.
"I'd suggest ya getcher hands off my Captain."
Elbert
"Ugh."
He grumbled, slipped out of Brook's arm. He flipped the sail that covered his scarred eye to the other side, baring his fangs at the other dragon.
"Listen, I got places to be. Let's wrap this up. I got the gold to spare, if that's whatcha really want. Yer not gonna intimidate me inta keepin' away, if that's what yer after. This here's one'a tha best fishin' spots this side'a the 'Thousand Scales. I ain't gonna scatter just 'cause one little stream wants some of my loot."
George
Brook chuckled and put both talons up- leaning his weight on the knuckles of his wings when the spear was dragged out. "Aye aye, cap'n - n'that's true- that's why I said- *New* Friend.~" He chuckled and rested his talons on the planks of the dock- watching the overtly serious Kraken step away. Oh how the 'Mighty and Famous Kraken's' display of aggression did little to perturbed Brook- the seasoned scallywag was much like a salesman- and in that sense, knew he'd get a 'buy' - though at this point it became less about the gold- and more about- well, messing with this dragon some more because he was having too much fun thus far. "Alright- be on your way~ Wouldn't want to let a lil stream prevent the Kraken's course upriver now would we?~" He bowed dramatically- the pattern on his scales glittering - though it would be difficult to discern if he was saying something or if he was just showing off- 

In truth- he was saying something- something the crew of his ship must've identified as they quickly scattered across the deck to their preferred positions as a camouflaged Rainwing curled up the center mast - de-cloaking into a brilliant set of shades, tones and hues of bright yellow and deep ocean blue. 

"We'll uh- hopefully be seein yah around- *Safe* . . . Travels, n'all that." He choked on his own laughter as Kraken and his crew made their way out to wherever the boy needed to be.

Though it wouldn't be little more than 45 minutes on the dot that a familiar vessel made its approach towards Kraken's - raising their jolly roger in a clear sign of aggression as to give Kraken's crew plenty of time to respond- in other words, this was a test- to see if Kraken would stand and fight for the words he filled his gills with- or if he'd belly-up and submit when faced with adversity- Despite the Skywing gliding above their ship and being a clear advantage in a fight- it seemed Brook had ordered them to remain out of the conflict entirely, which spoke volumes about his ego- as well elluding to the fact he didn't wish to actually sink Kraken's ship.
Elbert
"Yeah, yeah."
He rolled his eyes at the larger dragon, his long tail flicking and nearly swiping Brook as he left, back to his ship.
Maryanne
He gave him a glare, before following his Captain back on deck.
Elbert
He was sitting atop the deck, manning the wheel as he sailed quietly. His ship was usually rather silent, but as his sharp eyes noticed the ship in the distance, everything erupted into thunderous life. Livyatan started barking orders, and Kraken dove down into the belly of the ship. He retrieved a large box of weapons, flying back up and throwing it onto the deck for his crew to grab. He himself grabbed a narwhal spear, not unlike those of long dead royalty. He snarled, glaring at the Skywing above as his own flag was swapped- the plain black flag rose upon the mast, signalling that they would most certainly be engaging in this fight. However, if the other party surrendered, they would show mercy. It seemed as if he was giving them a similar treatment, even without a Firescales on his side.
George
Brook had a hearty laugh at the rise of Kraken's own flag and gripped the helm firmly as that exciting adrenaline rush he had chased for what had to have been his entire life, jittered through his nerves with anticipation. His crew scrambled about- a big Mudwing positioning what appeared to be some kind of- specialized set of... Canons(?) - it was hard to tell at a distance, but they certainly didn't look like traditional artillery - their noses were narrow and the canons themselves weren't half as bulky- which allowed for are more of them to be lining the deck- and one by one in quick succession they fired- sending a barrage of tethered, bone harpoons into the side of the Karken's ship and along his masts- each ivory spear was lined with serrations that would be it terribly painful to grip one- let alone pull one out, especially with the same backwards facing nicks along the shaft of the spears helped further anchor the spears into their targets. 

It wasn't unheard of for a boarding to go something like this- but normally dragons had to throw ropes and harpoons over- which required them to be much closer than what Brook' ship and crew where capable of- even now there was a hearty distance between the two ships that certainly within throwing distance- Quickly across what looked to be dozens of tightropes, the ship's occupants crawled across- all the while Brook left his first mate to man the ship and keep the ropes taught without slack as he raced headfirst with his companions which consisted of 3 Sandwings, the Mudwing from before, 2 Seawings (besides Brook himself), and 1 Nightwing-

The ropes were plenty in number- and a call needed to be made whether it would be worth it to *Try* And cut the ropes, which would certainly take a rather long time given the volume- or if the crew of Kraken's ship should just prepare for the arrival of Brook and his band - either way they were certainly coming at a rapid pace- an while one might think flying would be the more obvious solution to boarding- Brook liked a- unconventional approach to say the least, it was certainly more exciting.
Elbert
Livyatan stayed on ship, to keep yelling orders at his crew, to stand their ground and all that. However, the Kraken did not do the same. He was able to make eye contact with Brook, before slipping away to seemingly never be seen again. It was like he had left his crew to die or something, with the way he went back below deck, but his crew seemed unfazed. Likely, they hadn't noticed him go down.
Curtis
An extremely tanky-looking Mud/Sea hybrid stood at the side of the ship, looking like he was almost excited for the fight that was about to ensue. He snarled and snapped at the oncoming pirates, like some crocodile that was waiting for its prey to slip into its waters. He carried two daggers. Maybe he had a death wish or something, because he was raring to go.
Maryanne
He had rushed to the hybrid's side, and raised his spear up high. While they would show mercy if the others surrendered, he would not guarantee anything of the sort if they did not.
George
Brook's half-mocking grin never slipped from his face- even in the heat of a potentially violent clash between the two sides as he barked a couple orders to his crew before seeming to vanish from the carpet of tightropes as if he had used animus magic or had been a Rainwing the whole time- 

Despite Kraken having a less than favorable reputation among hardened criminals- his crew proved as to why their captain was able to stay on the seas with a surprising amount of ferocity to be had as weapons clashed and talons and tails thrashed. Even Brooks' crew had to give it their all to keep up with Krakens'- mostly fighting defensively despite their offensive approach as shouting and the sound of more canons firing outside the bowels of Karken's ship could be heard in a cacophony of chaotic war cries as more of the dreaded harpoons shot through the hull - narrowly missing the dear captain himself.

While it had seemed like Brook vanished- in reality, he simply dove below the sea - taking the opportunity presented by his unconventional attack to sneak in a more conventional approach himself as he swam beneath the hull and crawled up the other side of the ship, sinking his talons into the wooden belly of the beast and jabbing a dagger in the side to help him on the climb- of course surveying the scene before slipping beneath the ship where Kraken had escaped- the hatch showing a glimmer of light from the surface before a heavy slam was heard- alerting Kraken that *Someone* Had arrived.

The only light was that which slipped between the boards above which shook violently with the steps and falls of dergs fighting violently - only muffled by the bags, boxes and barrels beneath the deck, though it was still quiet for one to discern their own heartbeat during the particularly tense moment. 

Brook slithered through the deck- killing his bioluminescent glow as he quietly stalked the corners of the bilge, ready for anything - or possibly- nothing at all.
Elbert
Funnily enough, he did find absolutely nothing at all. Not long later, though... There were screams aboard the deck. Something bumped the Kraken's ship, causing it to list heavily to one side. 
"Kraken!!" Someone aboard yelled, and chaos quickly ensued aboard. What in the moons could it be that was so frightening about that small dragon? But no- it wasn't a dragon at all, it seemed. Anyone looking overboard would see the silhouette of a large, squid-like creature swimming just below the surface, seemingly interested in the ship.
Maryanne
He growled, taking that moment to take care of an enemy. The Kraken's entire crew acted as if they were just as shocked as the other. The ship listed to the other side now, causing the dragons aboard to stumble, some even falling into each other with how hard it was bumped into.
George
At the cries echoed by the crews above- and the swaying of the ship becoming more than just the natural rocking of the sea, Brook looked up- the fuzzy outline of what even Brook presumed was just a tall tale- "What in the rift between continents...?" His eye scoured for the dragon named Kraken one last time- but wherever he was hiding- it would take far too long to simply look for him and then deal with the threat later- Brook spat to the side in annoyance and quickly crawled back to the surface- leaving what he imagined must've been a trap anyways- or maybe the poor dragon he had pursued was curled up in a ball somewhere terrified- either or could've been the case- but now simply wasn't the time for such thoughts, he had bigger fish- er- squid to fry. 

When he finally set his eyes upon the creature- his jaw nearly dropped to the floorboards as he gripped the deck - the ship slowly rolling on its' side as Brook whistled- prompting the circling Skywing above to whiz overhead and ignite the ropes tied to the harpoons that were anchored to the ship - one by one the uncut tethers let out loud snaps as the ship rolled back towards the beast- giving Brook and Karken's crews a moment of respite to catch their bearings- but there wasn't much time to waste.

"Avast! All talons on deck! If yah haven't assumed... Now's the time to put aside our differences and deal with whatever in the Bay of a Thousand Scales- **That** Is..." He gestured to the Kraken which was rapidly recovering and starting to tilt the ship once more- "Cinder, Terra, and Nighterror - head back and tell Silverberry to wrap around that thing while it tries to use this ship as a chew toy- prepare another barrage *With* The tethers- from there- we'll have Silver drag the beast off of *Your* Ship." He looked at Livy- since the Seawing Kraken was nowhere to be seen at the moment- "I'll need you lot, Dustdevil, Waterspout, Sandstorm, and Citrine to get Kraken's canons ready along the port side of the ship- your railing should be able to keep the canons from sliding off into the sea - *Now* There is a quicker way to go about this- but lest you'd like to see your ship set ablaze and turned to driftwood, I'd take my advice on a more conservative option." He clapped his hands which got his crew moving - expecting Kraken's crew to take the hint from him men.
Maryanne
The large dragon, larger than Brook even, nodded. He was used to giving orders, but seemed fine enough with taking them. 
"Didn't think I'd ever see one. Just thought my Captain was crazy."
He shrugged. The crew all looked to Livyatan, who nodded to go along with his plan. At least, for now. The crew was surprisingly efficient, especially with the extra help. The tanky Mud/Sea was busy taking two canons up at a time. They were ready in a matter of minutes, aiming the canons down at the giant squid. 
"We're right efficient, I'll tell ya that."
Livyatan muttered as he hoisted the last canon into its spot.
"We ain't got much in ways of weapons, but we work together all right. This should be a piece of cake. Or squid, rather. Whatever ya prefer. I used to be a whaler, so I've had my fair share of issues with the local marine life."
George
"I'd think your captain was crazy too-" Brook, of course- was eager to get his hands dirty as he helped the combined crew move everything - though a lot of the final heaves and hoes were completed by the weight of gravity thanks to the Kraken tirelessly trying to capsize the vessel- "Aye- quite the crew-" He was about to comment on the absence of the Seawing Kraken- but he settled on not going for a low-blow, especially in a time of crisis, plus- it felt wrong to insult a captain on their *Own* Ship. "Whaler, you say? Then- I guess you're right in your element- those- I s'pose this might have the whales you'd be catchin for breakfast, eh?" 

The captain clapped his talons together loudly- "Avast, fly for the face- er- head of the beast, make it raise those tentacles, otherwise the canons we just prepped will do fuck all but piss it off." He led the charge towards the beasts' face- causing a few tendrils to rise and curl towards him- with him narrowly avoiding being grabbed till the last moment when the tip of its' tentacle grabbed his leg - if he wasn't quick to free himself, he'd be caught in a near point-blank anon blast which would turn him to little more than a shredded corpse- though no matter how he clawed at the creature's appendage, it held strong as the singeing sound of the fuses reaching their destination to ignite the load trickled down like sand towards the bottom of an hourglass in what he'd assumed would be his final moments alive- all for the sake of a sick joke in teasing someone- certainly wasn't the proudest way to go- but neither was any of his other ventures if he had died during them- though dying to save another pirate's crew and leaving his captainless for a second time felt like a punch in the gut for what his last partner had died for to begin with-

And for the first time since that day he felt hot tears filling his eyes- a sensation he'd like to ignore because of his pride- but there was comfort in knowing no one would've seen them anyways as he struggled to survive even what seemed to be his last moments.
Maryanne
"Aye, it's likely. Though I've seen whales that would have this squid for a snack!"
He snorted. As the smaller dragon was pulled off the ship, he reached out. Alas, he was just out of reach, and he snarled. Suddenly, though.. The creature let go of him. It let go, and an ink cloud far bigger than the ship grew around it. In an instant, it was gone. There was an eerie silence as the ship rocked from side to side, the residual waves crashing against the sides. The two crews looked at each other, confused.
Elbert
For a moment, it seemed as if the squid had come back. But no- it was the *Other* Squid. He burst out of the inky blackness, grabbing Brook by the tail and flying him back on deck. He let him down, before landing himself. He snarled over board.
"That *Thing* Is back. It always comes after me at the worst times. Yer lucky I managed to convince it to leave before it ate ya whole like it did me last 'new friend'."
He looked down at Brook with a very pointed stare.
George
Brook sort of- dissociated for a few moments- looking himself over, counting his talons- he hadn't hardly expected to have survived- let alone to be saved by - in all fairness what he had assumed to be- a coward... But- for the first time, in a *Long* Time- he was wrong about someone.

The ship heaved back upright- and the canons- all piled on one side of the ship- still fired even though the squid was gone- causing a loud bang that certainly temporarily deafened anyone within a good 25 - 30m radius to varying degrees- once the ship settled *Again* And the ringing came to a close, Brook looked over at Kraken with a surprised expression- but quickly cleared his throat and put on his tough-guy face again - "I would've been fine... But thanks for the talon- I'll uh... Cut your tax entirely for the foreseeable future." He nervously chuckled in acknowledgement of all the good Kraken had just done for him. 

"Anyways... Uhm... Thanks- I guess-" He muttered the 'for saving my life' bit. "But don't give yourself *Too* Much credit, don't need the great n powerful 'Kraken' to get too big of a head, aye? And you *Know* That thing? Man- maybe I *Was* Wrong about you being a 'newbie'." He scratched his head and slowly came to his feet, brushing himself all unceremoniously as he leaned into Kraken with that grin and raised an eyebrow at Livy. "**See** I *Told* Yah we were friends."
Elbert
He rolled his eyes.
"I told ya, I'd give ya mercy if ya surrendered. Ya basically did, so I helped. That's all. I've been in this game my entire life, wrestled this ship for myself all on my lonesome. I was a pirate since I was a dragonet. Born for it or somethin'. That squid's been followin' me ever since. Used ta be way smaller, though so was I."
Maryanne
He gave Brook an unimpressed stare.
"Yer not friends if someone saves yer life. That's called bein' a decent pirate. ... Thanks for the help, though. We coulda fought it off like we usually do, but... Hey. If ya don't mind dealin' with it every once in a moon, a small fleet wouldn't be such a bad idea."
It was.. Unclear as to whether Livyatan was serious or not. He always looked serious, so it was hard to tell. 
"Doesn't mean I trust ya. Just that I appreciate the help. And the banter."
George
"Oh no- If you'd like, we can keep fighting- Brook's crew *Never *Surrenders... As for bein in this game your whole life- can't say I ain't jealous- though maybe that's selfish- raised in the lap of luxury and peace- but clawed by way out of it- just couldn't stay out of trouble, so now I'm here- right where I want to be." He stood proud of his accomplishments- his ability to stand up on his own feet- even if it meant burning bridges with a family that was probably heartsick he had left home. "Ahhh, old pals I take it- er more like rivals if ya pissed it off."

Brook shrugged at the all too serious Livatan- "A 'decent pirate' would've let me die n'took me crew and treasure- so - I guess we should be lucky Kraken was the more- ethically inclined... Pirate. Aye- one day maybe we'll be able to haul that beast in for a prize- maybe win ourselves a pretty medal for being standup citizens?~" He laughed at the thought of it alone. "I wouldn't trust me either - *But*- I promise I won't stab ya in the back... Yet... N if I do- I promise you won't feel a thing." He matched Livy's serious demeanor with the promise- making it unclear if he actually planned on doing anything- but considering he didn't use his Firescaled Skywing- it was unlikely he'd play dirty against Kraken- if only for the sake of his own pride. "If you couldn't tell I was **Kraken** A joke... Eh?"
Elbert
"Nope, I'm all good."
He shook his head, snorting slightly.
"Eh, somethin'. That's for damn sure."
He shrugged.
Maryanne
"Aye. If it were me ship, I woulda. Alas, me Captain's the type to not let his rivals get killed by his other rivals. The enemy of my enemy is my ally, as they say."
Both Seawings stared at him.
Elbert
"... You're starting to make me regret biting that squid in the ass ta get it ta let go of ya." 
He muttered, though seemed to only be joking as well.
Maryanne
"... Right. Well, if ye did stab me in tha back, there'd be a bit of an issue. One that'd be far more concernin' than just an itty bitty squid, y'hear?"
George
Brook chuckled and put on a pathetically pouty face- "Aww, don't be like that~ I'd say this entire ordeal would've made me regret chasin your tail all the way out here for a good laugh- but I'd be lyin if I said the fight with your friend wasn't the most exciting thing I've done all month." He smiled and did an odd motion that involved putting one of his talons in the air and twisting it around- which prompted his crew to scramble back to his ship. "We should see each other again sometime- maybe without your crazy ex?~" He joked about Kraken being romantically involved with the Kraken- clearly, he wasn't done **Kraken** Jokes. "Aye, you've proved yourself to be fiercer than you looked- back at the dock you looked like a doe-eyed babe just getting the tips of their wings wet - figured you'd be an easy mark of scales, especially when I saw you scurry beneath your own deck- figured you were running from the fight entirely. Then you saved my tail, and made my look like a schmuck- so now we *Have* To meet again so I can 1-up your little stunt today-"

He gave an annoyed look as he rubbed his own chin in thought of how he'd be able to top that- I mean- he was the self proclaimed best- so now he'd have to find his own giant squid to kill- or maybe something bigger- hm- nah he could leave the squids to Kraken- I mean, it was in his name- so he'd stick to picking on nobility and royalty. "I'm hearin- but I ain't listenin." He grinned and stepped towards his own ship as the silver moonlight glistened along his silhouette.
Elbert
"Oh, it always is. Usually I don't go for such a low tactic like I did, but y'know. Gotta keep my 'friend's safe from my other friends, as it were."
He preened his long barbels absentmindedly, humming to himself.
"Ah, aye. I'd love ya see ya try, River. Saw ya under the belly, by the way. Yer right good at sneakin', but not all that good at lookin'!"
He laughed loudly, grinning at him.
Maryanne
He was rather amused at that retort.
"Oh, I'm sure you ain't."
Elbert
"See ya next time we get inter 'yer' territory, Stream!"
He called after him as the other left.
"Maybe I'll getcha some tea for yer troubles."
George
"Don't test my resolve now~ It's like they used to say back when I was a lil'un how they'd love to see me try- and try I did, many- many times without fail." He was sure of himself- and now he had a new goal besides just causing rampant chaos wherever he his whims took him- now he *Had* To win- though he wasn't exactly sure *Why*- only- that he had to. He heartily chuckled at the comment. "Watchin n hiding? So maybe you *Were* Scared of me, hm?~" He only partially teased as he walked to the edge of the deck where the chip sharply dropped off before meeting with the ocean. 

"Be sure to pour enough for the both of us then~ Till next time~" He winked at Kraken and fell back into the ocean- disappearing beneath the briny waves- but being sure to shine his scales when he made it back to his ship safe and sound as they changed course towards their next adventure while he got to rest in his quarters for a moment- feeling a bit different than he usually did after such an encounter- normally his pride would gnaw at him till he made even with the buccaneer that bested him- but he wasn't really all that anxious for some reason- though it wasn't a feeling he was completely unfamiliar with, though it had been a long time- but he would certainly have to be seeing that very interesting Seawing and his crew sometime soon.
Elbert
"Naw, I was under the boat by that time."
He chuckled, shaking his head.
"Aye, I will! I got a right good taste for tea."
He snorted. He watched him go, feeling... Well, better than he had when he woke up. He had a feeling that they would absolutely be meeting again soon... Perhaps on more amicable grounds. He'd have to send a crane to go find the other Captain and report back one of these days. He grinned to himself as he watched the ship sail off, soon sinking below the horizon.