Jax winked at the boy and was about to lean over and kiss that shark tooth. He wouldn’t say where he wanted that luck to go. A quick glance to Nicki said as much as his smile but not enough to let anyone know where he would send all the luck the tooth could manage. His smile grew with the hints of secret shared. But the Captain came. Jax kept his eyes on Luc as he laughed answering Thomas’s called. “I am here to entertain.” 

Then the First Mate, her tone more official, yet as smooth as the night air, asked for, what did she ask for? Some outline. He looked to the Captain realizing he had no parameters. There were no rules of any kind he knew of. Jax stumbled realizing he asked her to be his second as some cover for just wanting her there and now he had to think what one even was.

He better think of something quickly.

“The new cabin boy here, Luc,” Jax winked to the boy again. “Will call the readies. Each of us will go to the riggings. Pick your side Captain.” Glancing to the main mast he noted the slight breeze from the south. He wondered which side he would choose. He leaned toward Luc and added loud enough for all to hear, “He does hold rank, you know.” He stood tall again and turned to face Nicki directly. “Each of us will have someone below to hold the rope.” Jax glanced to Antonia with a light in his eyes he didn’t try to hide.”Or cheer.” He looked back to Nicki and shrugged with a bit of a plea in his eyes. Then he looked to the boy. “At Luc’s shout we will climb and meet at the top.” He leaned down quick to the shark tooth and blew on the black sharp keepsake around the boy’s neck. 

“Or,” Jax let his eyes move from Nicki to the Lightfooted Captain one, “I will wait, take a drink and kiss the moon until you get there.” He laughed and gestured toward the riggins. Let the Captain pick. And as he moved he managed to let his fingers show the Captain the flask of fine drink he had tucked in his pocket for the celebration they would share at the top.