<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTRyEXuXMJgi-XCzouqS6y76mCOQylKoyi335SlK_K7HyrCqL8ZvA)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Deshco Corran<br/><strong>Location:</strong>finally free!<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Alumaya, open<br/><hr/><br/>Descho spent the rest of his day working below deck, getting used to the movement of the ship. Now that the crisis was over, and they were out at sea, he didn't mind taking orders from the other Haas, though he was constantly on guard. A fight was bound to happen any time now, he knew it, and he needed his weapons back. He'd have to find the captain.<br/><br/>Deshco finished a couple of large areas below deck, before heading back to topside. Heading to the box of the ship, he leaned against the railing, eyes wide in wonder. Yes, he'd sailed before, but every time was a wonder to him. Anyone looking in on him, could see he was drawn to the ocean, could read his fascination with the thrill of sailing. It was almost like watching a child receive a new toy. He'd remain there until he was approached.