Sure the cannons were cool; they shot three rounds and were fast reloads. They were litteral oversized pistols, the triger was on the side of each like a lever. Though these were not loaded. Never were unless under combat; it was a good thing too specially if it got bumped on accident. Tes was glad Miro was enthralled with the ship. Though the male was curious, why did Miro laugh? Did he know something about it? He shrugged and lead Miro to the back where the hold was, "I guess ya know where me first mate sleeps already, behind that be thar Galley were Rat makes thee meals." he grinned and sat down. Letting Miro wander. Though that little laugh, Tes smiled at. It was cute. He liked it.<br/><br/>Ikol scurried quickly up the rope till she pulled herself onto a circular plank and looked around. The main sail was half undone and she growled. Sitting sideways she gripped her legs around the pole, easing till she laid flat she began to pull the mast canvas up and up till she shouted down, "Rat get yer scally ass up here, I need a tier. Sides this be your mess." she hissed and Rat down bellow stood up wobbling before running and climbign up the rigging to help Ikol. When they were done Ikol grabbed up a loose rope and dropped it down. She gripped it and slid down it landing in a crouch before Rat did the same and went off to go do his work, "Kona you can help me coil ropes." she said and began to lead off toward the piles of thick rope.