"So a demoness huh? Sounds interesting. Hmm so while I get some improved abilities I'm bound do you but you are not bound to me, this I do not like. So tell me your name demoness and maybe while you're at it tell me why you are chasing a fairy tale. If I remember correctly this ship was headed in search of the pearl of Atlantis every pirate knows that tale but everyone also knows that it doesn't exist so there is no reason to be chasing it unless you have come across something tangible." The words rather interesting as the man named ned wandered behind her. Heh, probably finding something of what one would think is importance.  It would seem he had squandered upon what would seem to be an old chest. "You know the trick to picking a lock is finesse I find it is also the trick to dealing with people you have to know exactly where to apply pressure and how much to exert to get them to open." He pased by her then went back the chest, twisting the chair so that she could watch his handy work.<br/><br/>" Are you talking women, or men, for men hold a mighty problem. My name you say, Rina. Plain , simple, at least until I remember my jamble that went with it. For the record a lock is only useful if the key hole leads somewhere. Honestly, what kind of a man are you if you find a chest so taxing." The play here was generally to toy with him.<br/><br/><br/>"Then again sometimes you just have to break them." He even felt the need to wink at her. His hands threw the clothes out of the chest till he got to a red wooden box with a pile of gold , gems, and the replicated journal from tom leumas himself. Obviously he felt that by wiggling the journal in her face it made him some kind of heroic villian.<br/><br/><br/>"Ahh good thing I'm a pirate or I might feel bad about reading this."<br/><br/>" Bad? It seems you have a twisted sense of my will. There is nothing in there on me, I may add that I am semi-new to this ship, having joined it right before it left port. Though, if you ever find that flying rotsman of a ship you may score some gold, I however, want to beat that flying ship to its desination. Now, if you had looked at the binding , it looks worn but it seems to be made that way. Where as ," She tilted her head towards the bookshelf on the otherside of the room. " the real one has a binding that is almost black from age. Really, you take over a ship , you know nothing about? Her eyebrow arched in questioning. Now, what book would he choose?