<span style="font-style: italic">"What in a two necked hunckle snork-crab are you blathering on about...serving the sea its cup of tea? Never you mind. I have me first orders fer ye as well, Mad eye Rina. You be gettin' a promotion! I want ye t'be the Molly Whop's master gunner! You have jus' the fire we need to take down our enemies."</span>The Capt moved away from her with a slight bow , and her hand holing the whine brought it closer to her mouth , till she took a gulp from it, whipping the extra red liquid from her mouth the back of her hand. Riddle or na  she loved to confuse people. The hand holding the whine went straight to her hip. Just resting there gently.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"And where is my sandwich?!" </span>The Capt turned to a helpless lad that was trying to not get into the fray. With her free hand she tipped the hat to the lad watching the rechid man slink away , most likely getting his sandwich. The the captain headed for the helm making sure to catch her eye first.<span style="font-style: italic"> "And find me Salacious Sal at once! I be needed to discuss me plans..."</span><br/><br/>" Right away Sir Capt." She muttered bowing , though her lose shirt showed just a tiny bit of her chest. Then without another word she walked back onto the deck. Her red whine bottle now empty , so her hand chucked Ito the sea. Ugh, That dim wit was who she had to fetch. This ought to be fun sal pretty much never listened to anyone or so that was Sal's demeanor.<br/><br/>The crew was hard at work, and it would be typical of Sal to be sitting in the sleeping quarters under the deck.  Her feet brought her to the right door which was wide open with Sal in there. " Hey dim with the Captain needs you in the helm for planning , I mean could you please go to the captain."  She turned her back from the room marching for the food area to grab another bottle of whine , and then turned back to the deck. A white bottle of whine this time.