Sana snickers softly as she spots Sloop, eyes glittering with curiosity and amusement. "He just doesn't know when to stop, does he?" she says with a grin.

Between chokes and gasps for breath, Sloop manages to squeak out “Breakfast....done....Cap’n.....Indigo.....relieve......”

Counter Athletics check: 12

As Misha quickly envelopes Sloop with her toned arms in a headlock, Sloop looks up at her with bedroom eyes and coos “Avast, me proud beauty! Wanna know why my Roger is so Jolly?”

Misha grabed Sloop by the nape, and Sloop immediately relaxed reflexively. She smiled at his cute flirty words, but remained unaffected. In fact, Misha though Sloop was quite adorable - but a sneaky one! She stood, and still holding him, held him over the edge of the boat with one arm.

"Not very eenterested in your Roger Jolly, Gloop Hog." she smiled, very amused. "Deed not even hear you sneek up on Misha! Very good! Hope you deed not hurt your paws on Misha's cuts. I weel hef to be more alert around you, ya?" She playfully dangled you off the edge. "Shall we see if keetee can sweem?" she teased you, ready to release your nape and watch you fall. You can't tell if she's just playing, or serious, but the smile was definitely there.

Becoming limp in Misha’s embrace, Sloop deadpans back in all seriousness “I've sailed the seven seas, and you're the sleekest schooner I've ever sighted.”

Misha gave him a puppy dog look of appreciation, not because she understood what he said - she did not - but because he was doing his best. She leaned further out from the deck's edge. "Look at you try, keetee. So adorable. Want to sweem? You seem like hef temperature!" she joked.

“Let me go, and I’ll continue that massage you so obviously enjoyed, Master!”

"No, keetee." Misha countered, bringing Sloop in back topside. "I believe you hef had enough of Misha today, ya?" Misha release Sloop from the nape hold and pats his butt playfully. "Run along, now! Hear Kapitan Carrhae shouting at you a moment ago, back to work!"

Misha put her top back on, which was almost as revealing as the bikini, and put the lotion back in her pocket. She headed over to Sana and Carrhae. "Glorp Nog ees very quiet keetee! Deed not hear heem approach!"

"Yes, it appears that he has quite a talent for avoiding detection. Now if only he could put that to a productive use and not just lechery."

“Ok, well Misha go bek down and enjoy sun, keetee meesed many spots on back so I leave lotion here, ya?” Misha puts the bottle between Carrhae and Sana, and goes back to lay on her spot on the deck, humorously making sure Sloop isnt around as she undresses. Taking in the lovely sun again, she lays back on her stomach and closes her eyes.

Carrhae squeezes some of the lotion into her hands. It feels odd to her, but that just seemed to emphasize the fact that even though Carrhae had taken Toril's natural beauty for granted, never bothering to experience a day just lying out in the sun, or the open water. Even when I was out with the Jingle Belles, I mainly just spent a lot of time in some underground cavern. She'd have to go sunbathing the first chance she got. She rubs it all over the back of Misha's legs, going over it a few extra times, mainly to be thorough, but also because she enjoyed handling her muscular legs. Carrhae then rubs the lotion onto the soles of Misha's feet, taking caution not to tickle them, but not too much, as she enjoyed seeing them wiggle and hearing Misha's cute laugh. "So where did you get this? Because we might need more of this on our trip. Especially since I plan on joining in next time." 

Carrhae's hands felt very good - she knew anatomy very well, had nice technique. She knew how to apply the lotion, took her time, and even didn't tickle her when she got to her feet. As a lean mean fighting machine, Misha could feel Carrhae's fingertips move over her leg muscles, and occasionally flexed a bit because she knew Carrhae appreciated her physique as her hands moved up and down. She trusted Carrhae and knew should would appreciate the subtle gesture. She was an amazing friend. And one that would help her lotion up? Truly, she was blessed. She would have to return the favor one day.

"Funny story!" Misha said, turning her head to the side to speak. "Once, during first treep to Toril, went to place to eat called MacCabee's. They were having..eh, contest? Ees word? Yes. Was customer one meelion! Can you believe? Misha won trip to beech! Place I go to buy sweemsuit sold white lotion so skin do not burn. Crazy, ah? Best part, made Misha's skin turn a sunkees'ed brown. I hef few more bottles in quarters, not worry. Don't forget back when you're done down there. Take your time, ya?" She smiled. "You should enjoy sun, too, Kapitan, life too short."

"How lucky! I don't think that you told me about that when you told me about your previous trips to Toril. But then again, neither of us expected to be where we are right now, so there wouldn't have been a point. MacCabees sounds interesting, we'll have to go there. Hopefully they'll have one in Saltmarsh. But as for sunbathing, I can't do it today. I have to run the ship and Kali would be rather annoyed if I just dropped everything and made her handle everything. But the first chance we get, we're taking a stop at a nice tropical island and you can apply the lotion on my back this time."

She smiled coyly. "Misha no share ALL of her secrets, leetle one." she giggled. "But, all you hef to do ees ask, ya? You take of sheep, I be here for a leetle longer. Thank you for lotioning, as always you hands honor me and bring glory to skin and muscles." she said, giving you a friendly wink. "My turn next time."

"I'll hold you to that." Carrhae giggled before leaning in to whisper in Misha's ear. "Don't tell Sloop this, but I only shouted at him because I wanted to be the one who did the lotioning and thought that he stole it from me. Fortunately his enthusiasm outweighed his attention to detail."

Like two girl friends gossiping, Misha pulled Carrhae in close, barely able to contain her laughter. "Da neuzheli?" she giggled back. "Ees possible he almost deed steal this time! You see him, I do not! Good theeng I have my spetsial'nyy priyatel' to watch my back! Ah?! Get eet?! Misha make horrible joke!" She laughed loudly, kissing Carrhae's cheek.

Carrhae laughed along with Misha. Misha had such a cute laugh, which might have been one of the main reasons why Carrhae loved to tickle her so much. She also understood Misha, even when she spoke in Acheronian. When she first met Misha in Acheron, she found that she was able to speak and understand it like she had been raised there. She guessed that when they fixed up her body, they did something to her brain to allow her to understand what they were saying so that they didn't have to go through the work of teaching her. She used it every day while she was there, since the Acheronians either didn't know or weren't willing to use Common, but she still didn't feel like less of an outsider. Carrhae had an accent when she spoke in Acheronian that gave away her status as a foreigner, much like how Misha's accented Common gave away her status. And in continuing with the reversal, Misha thought that Carrhae's accent sounded adorable. "I'll always look out for you." Especially when you're like this. She patted Misha on the head and let her go back to tanning.

Or at least it seemed like she was letting her go back to tanning. When Misha had laid her head down and closed her eyes, Carrhae stood at the foot of the bed at the left side, put a finger up to her lips and beckoned Sana to take the spot across from her. Carrhae didn't say what they were about to do, but the mischievous gleam in her eye did it for her. She waited for Sana to get in position before lifting up a hand and counting to three.

Sana grins and tiptoes over to across from Carrhae, smothering a smile.

Carrhae uses her fingers to count down from three and on one, she calls out "Now!" as she grabs Misha's ankle and holds on tight while she uses her other hand to rapidly tickle her foot.