Jeice tapped the shoulder of an anthro skunk. "Keep everything running, I'm going to go up and see if the Cap'n can scrounge up some relief."<br/><br/>He felt, and probably looked lie, a zombie as he walked slowly up to the deck. Once outside in the open air, however, he forgot his duty and gazed out to the sea. A sea which used to mean complete freedom to him and his crew of rubber ducks, but now a means of confinement, as he was court-ordered to work various jobs for this cruise company to pay off what he stole and destroyed during his days of piracy, though the sea air wasn't any less invigorating. Soon he mustered up the energy he needed to complete his task, and he walked into the Captains Cabin.