Day 1, Night shift<br/>Lantis Everleaf & Ionnia Tivalt<br/><br/>"Fresh air, please, boyo.  I'm having trouble hearing my heart flutter over the creaking of the timbers."  She sighed and leaned her head against his shoulder.  "I'll get used to the sea in a day or so.  I always do."<br/>She giggled, "Would you believe that was being used as a meat cleaver?  I sharpened it up for you--or whoever needs it.  There's also a pretty pair of hand axes."<br/><br/>Lantis nodded, "It takes some a little harder than others... you should be glad that you never stepped onto my first ship, it made this one look like a man o' war and rocked more than a cradle with two fighting cats in it." He played with a lock of her hair and leaned against the wall for a moment, "A cleaver? they use a shortsword for a cleaver? I would hate to think what they would use the hand axes for. Searving soup perhaps?"<br/><br/>His grin widened and his eyes twinkled, "Fresh air it is then... no one should say anything about being on deck for a bit."<br/><br/>He again slipped her hand through his arm and walked with her back up onto deck, pausing at a place near the rail, but under the overhand of the foredeck. "There are few things more magnificant than a night sky at sea." he said softly and motioned to the sky full of stars, "I could say something flattering like, 'except for you,' but you wouldn't believe me."lock<br/>