Bell let out a contented sigh as the ship pulled away from the shore, the sails billowing out around her. Back on the sea, now the real fun and adventure would begin. Rook settled himself into the crow's nest, The air around the ship eerily absent of other bird life. Now with little more chance of anyone new coming aboard Bell swung herself down off the topsail, climbing back down the rigging till she touched the deck. Sails full up, ship fresh out to sea, she approached the railing where a few others had gathered for a last look at land. The charming thief had made it aboard, the target, navigator, first mate and Captain, as well as a few faces she didn't recognize yet. All in good time, she kept her thoughts hopeful, with any luck, the voyage would give her an opportunity to take a prize from another, rival ship. And she wouldn't have the need to contemplate a systematically luring one crew member away at a time. Each time ashore, bringing a trusting -or un-trusting as the case may call for- would be crew-mate right up to the Bounty office. Sad really, but such was the price of reputation.  The breeze warmed as the sun started to rise over the horizon, bringing strength to the gusts towing them out to sea.