Sana's eyes widen. "Another plane?" she gasps, clearly delighted by the very prospect. "That's fascinating! So you helped the Captain before? And now you were sent here by your general to watch her! So interesting! Do you know any of the other people on the ship? What purpose were you created to serve? Do you know how to play cards?" Sana's questions come in a barrage, seemingly randomly plucked from nowhere as the excitable young changeling lets her enthusiasm get the best of her.

Wolf has recently joined the crew as the carpenter. Not really knowing anybody yet he has been fairly quiet. However, he decides that should be no more. That if he wants to be a true part of this crew he has to gather attention. So, Wolf has decided to attempt to attempt to gather attention by doing what he does best. However, to do that he needs more alcohol. Wolf has started his mission. Find the alchohol and drink enough to start a party on the boat. Thinking about where to find it Wolf's face turn into a smirk as he starts to head off towards the kitchen.

Stealth: 16 

"Yes!" Misha admitted to Sana, almost laughing, "Acheron is the plane of War, ruled by The Great Tyrant Bane. We are warrior society - our lives are about honor and glory in serving Him, and in His name. I am one of thousand special Paladins that serve my homeland off world. My home is currently at war with Hell, have been seence dawn of time. I live to serve homeland and destroy our enemies. Has always been theese w- card?" Misha says, curious. "What ees cards?"

The door to the stairwell leading down to the galley slams abruptly open, and a lithe feline humanoid figure struggles out, dragging a handful of empty woolen bags. They bags looks empty, yet the boy seems to struggle mightily with them, likely due to his small stature and the large size of the bags.

After tugging the pile of bags up the last step and through the doorway, the boy turns around and squints into the blazing sun, looking worn out. Spying the Captain, he quickly stands at attention, salutes smartly, and pipes out “Cap’n Ma’am!  Master Chef said you have arrived with stores for the pantry, and I’m to make haste and collect them from you right away, and bring them down below.”  His jaw literally drops to his chest when he sees who the Captain is talking to. Passionately embracing is more like it. An uncontrollable puurrrrrrrrrr sound erupts from the youth, as he watches the hypersexualized scene of the two stunningly beautiful warriors embrace.

”Whoa. THIS is gonna be one heck of a crew!” he mumbles to himself, as her eyes the stunning red headed Adonis chatting with the Captain.  Quickly dropping the pile down empty food storage sacks, he saunters over to the red head (Misha), bows deeply, and grabs her hand into both of his hands. Gently kissing the hand, he then looks up (almost straight up....wow, is she tall!), and melts when looking into her deep eyes. “Prepare to be boarded, m’lady!” is all he can manage to squeak out, before withering in the hot sun. Feeling faint, his knees start to buckle, and his body physically waivers like he’s about to faint. 

Misha had turned just in time to see a small feline..thing..take her hand and nearly melt to the floor as Sana was going to tell her about cards. She quickly glanced at Sana to see if she was seeing the same thing and quickly reached down to help this creature from almost fainting. 

"By Bane's Feest!" Misha smiled, again, in a state of wonder and amazement. "What ees THEES!" She looked down at the feline and was at a loss for words at the moment. Finally, she spoke again, laughing out loud. "Ees thees someone's pet? We hev animal like thees back home, but fifty times larger! And it speaks!" she bent down and was very amused at the situation. "Can actually understand eet! Bane has truly blessed me thees day." She booped that cat's nose. "Sorry, no, cannot..what you say? Board me?" She let out another laugh. "Do you have name, leetle creature? I am Misha!"

Stammering, Sloop manages a meager “My name is....is......is......” and he just stares into her eyes, lost in thought.  He suddenly looks around to the others, non verbally pleading for help as if to say where’s a wingman when you need one?!

Misha looks down at you with a very amused look on her face. She follows your gaze and wonders who you're looking for. "You come see me again when you remember name, leetle one, ya?" She gives an affectionate scratch on your lower jaw, pats your head, and turns back to Sana. 

Sloop lets out an uncontrolled puurrrrrrr again, and his right leg starts to pat the ground uncontrollably.

Shaking his head clear, he suddenly comes back to this plane of existence, reaches down to scoop up the pile of empty food storage bags, and trots off to the Captain, but not before casually turning his head to take one last peek at the stunning red head again.  “Shiver me timbers....”

Misha watches the cat leave. She turns back to Sana. "Strange, he never told me name." she shrugs and continues her conversation with Sana.

The sounds of Indigo singing from the galley can be heard drifting above deck, punctuated by the loud *chop*ping sound of her enormous cleaver as she chops straight through bone, carving up a goat to stew. 

Les chèvres, les chèvres
How vou love les chèvres
Love to chop and to serve little goats
First vou cut of their heads 
Zen vou pull out their bones 
Ah mais oui, ça see'est toujours on zee boat
Les chèvres, les chèvres...

Sana giggles as Sloop makes his entrance and exit. "He's a little weird, but cute," she agrees with Misha before pulling out her pack of cards. "The fur is fascinating, I'm going to try to duplicate it after I get the First Mate's skin right. This is a pack of cards. You can play a ton of different games with them, and plenty of the time it's at least partially up to luck whether you win! I like the luck games, they leave plenty up to Tymora. If you want, I can teach you some time!"

Does he...Does he think that Misha and I are lovers? Not that I wouldn't want that, but his imagination is terribly overactive if he's seeing a hug between two friends as a display of passion. "That was Sloop." Carrhae says to Misha and Sana. "An overwhelmed military instructor sent him here so that I might instill a sense of discipline in the boy. So he's going to be helping out around the ship." Carrhae notices that he went back down without bringing a single box with him. She sighs. "Would the two of you mind helping me take these down to chef? Sloop got so distracted that he forgot his job in the first place."

"His fur is adorable," Sana informs Carrhae. "Do you think he'd mind me borrowing his fur? I'm sure he wouldn't. Of course I'll help with the boxes!" She scoops one up cheerfully, her eyes still Misha's shade of green.

Kali emerged from the First Mate's quarters after what felt like days, having been busy making her room a bit more... Hers while Carrhae gathered up more crew members. She got a glimpse of the one who changes face a lot, that one seeming to enjoy turning Kali's shade of blue, the tortle chef who didn't look like they were going to be a problem (for now), and, of course, Misha. With the thought of the red-head passing her mind, her nose wrinkled before she ended up sneezing, a finger going to rub at her nose to assuage that tingling sensation. Someone's talkin' 'bout me, she chuckles to herself as she makes her way on the top deck.

As her eye adjusts to the brighter lighting, she makes out Carrhae finally coming aboard, giving her an affirmative nod at her request to get the tortle and before heading off she gives a sly grin over to Misha. "Crew's lookin' good, capt'n." She eye goes back to meet with Carrhae's. "I'll admit never seen someone be so quick to pick up a buncha folk in a few days. Hopefully none of 'em wanna scream mutiny before we even head out."

The barbarian gives a laugh and starts to head way to the galley where she knew she'd find the chef, singing and cooking away with her... Enormous kitchen utensils. "I've seen stranger things in my day," She says idly as she leaned against the door way, her eyes watching how the tortle hacked at the goat. "If ya don't mind my asking, what was that you were singing just a second ago? Also what's for dinner?"

((Dunno since I am also kinda sorta in the kitchen as well if i could keep an eye *ha* out for our little sneak, if so, get ready for this hot nat1 perception 17 ))

Wolf has been fairly quietly quiet as he has been sneaking down to the kitchen. Avoiding those on deck for now and shaking his head at the sight of the Cabin Boy and his......reaction towards woman so far. As he sneaks down his smile grows at the sight of the singing tortle Chef who hasn’t notice him yet. However, that smile doesn’t last long as down comes Kali. Trying to be extra quiet now Wolf takes a step and suddenly there is just the smallest of creeks if the wood. 

Damn it! I’ll have to fix that later.

Wolf thinks to himself as he looks up and sees that he did not gather the Chefs attention but Kali is staring right at him. Wolf puts a single finger up to his mouth in a be quiet motion. 

Carrhae shrugs in response to Kali. "What can I say? I've always had a way with people. Guess that's one of the benefits of these." She says, motioning towards her boobs. With assistance from her fellow Paladins, Carrhae eventually gets the supplies down to the kitchen. "As requested, here are all of the ingredients and other supplies you need to make your kitchen yours." And then she confronts her Cabin Boy that was derelict in his duties. "Sloop. When I tell you to deliver these supplies to Chef Indigo, I mean for you to do that. Not to gawk at Misha and then head back downstairs, leaving the three of us to do your job for you. The next time that happens, there will be consequences. Do I make myself clear?" 

Kali's eye follows the little intruder, her eyebrow raised in interest at what exactly he was there for until it truly dawned on her when he pressed a finger to his lips. She used to do the same thing in her younger years.Trying to get into the alcohol supply, ah? Her arms cross in front of her chest with a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips as she watches him move, her eyes going back and forth between him and Indigo, waiting to see if she would notice him herself.

perception : 9

Misha, as always, looked at Sana's card with a sense of wonder, especially when she spoke. Misha liked learning new things and she could already tell this mission was going to be full of opportunities. So far, everyone she had met on the ship has been so pleasant, warm, and welcoming. Especially Kali, she smirked to herself, remembering the introduction.

"Yes!" She told Sana, "I would like that very much! You teech, I learn. You come grab Misha anytime, we play luck game weeth cards, ya? Happy to play with new friend!"

Then Carrahe approached, told them about Sloop Dogg. "Ahhh, he ees crewmember?" She threw her head back and laughed. "Seely me, theenking he was pet! Ok, Slurp not pet, got eet! Strange, he looked like he wanted to faint from heat, or something." She laughed again to herself. Such wonders on this boat! "Yes, of course, I help weeth boxes." She squatted down and picked up the remaining boxes and followed Sana down to the galley. Kali had emerged from her quarters, and upon receiving a sly grin from her as they passed, Misha found herself smiling gently at her and biting her lip, as if sharing a secret moment between the two. It looks like she was headed to the galley, too. Great General, what an ass. Nearly tripping on the steps because of staring, she focused and entered the kitchen.

Misha startled visibly and nearly dropped the boxes as she witnessed a..creature that looked reptilian that had a shell, use..enormous utensils and was speaking(?) singing(?) a language Misha had NEVER in her wildest dreams heard of. Her mouth slowly turned upright into a smile and just stared, still holding the boxes.

"Bozhe moy, chto eto...?" She breathed to herself. "Ya nikogda ne videl nichego podobnogo.."

Not sure if it’ll work but Wolf mouths the words

I’ll Share 

To the first mate as he continues along to the liquor cabinet and attempts to steadily open it up and quickly grab a bottle of good wine. 

Sleight of Hand: 8