Rina made her way back to the deck, as Sir cap'tain  Tom Leumas had requested. Her lips tpuching the tip of the whine bottle as she spotted a man lazily leaning against the railing. This was no place for lazy men.  Her boot clanked on the boat's deck floor resounding the anger at seeing a lazy lousy no good 30 year old bearded man doing nothing. " You there! -" She pointed at him making sure to point her hands from the man to the scouting area at the top of a wooden pole. " Get yar high sucking beer belly self up that pole , and make your self useful , scout!"<br/><br/>The man pushed himself off the leaning pole he was in , and shuffled past her making sure to knock into her shoulder. He had muttered something , but she hardly cared for the words. Then she made her way towards those that were working on cleaning the deck. Her hand touched a man's shoulder shoving him up onto his feet. " Now you sir what is your name?"<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">" Jo...Joe.</span>The man stuttered and she took her hat off as a show. Stepping a little too close to him.<br/><br/>" Well Joe." She then put the hat back on top of her head. " The cap' tain needs you to count the amount of weapons on this ship, Go work dem muscles , " she herself though had to go make her way to the bow of the deck. However , that would at least keep some of the crew occupied for a little while. Her feet brought her to the bow of the deck, and she began to arrange what needed to be arranged in case of a high -strung pirate crew invasion. She really didn't want intruders on the ship. That would just be more work. " Damn...what is the cap'tain thinking..."