Octavius had to say, he was impressed when Ceres quickly figured out his game and changed the rules to suit her better. He couldn't exactly override her at this point, so he said nothing. His first mate had a decent handle on the ship, it seemed, though he got the impression that such a handle might disappear if he was no longer at the helm. Of course, that idea hadn't occurred to the woman. Or if it had, she didn't seem to care. Her next suggestion was certainly a wild one. They'd been sailing for a bit, and once things were looking fairly steady, Ceres had the balls to suggest that she could take over as captain.

Captain Cuttlam would have none of that. "That sounds like mutiny..." he whispered, ever-so-gently racking the slide on his shotgun. "Putting down a mutiny could be fun right about now... I've always wondered if water can drown..." he seemed entirely serious, almost eager. A strange look took over his eyes as well, almost like there was something else inside of him, something with a love of battle that bordered on the insane. "Go ahead, Ceres. Take over as captain, I dare you..." he invited, wheeling slowly on the woman. He looked perfectly relaxed. But anyone with any sense would see the coiled springs inside his muscles. He was fully prepared to spring into action at any second.

The warlord was pretty sure that his companion just liked getting on his nerves. As much as he appreciated her luck, he was getting awfully tired of her treading all over his buttons. Of course, short of giving up his ego, there was little in the way of options as far as levelling things out went. He was used to being the greatest, but it looked to him like he'd been long-forgotten, and time it was taking for him to get back on top was maddening. His mind was tearing itself apart with his desire to be the king again. And of course, he was more than happy to drag anyone and everyone down with him, just for the chance to get another taste of being the very best. Thoughts of failure were even more destructive, and the pirate would not have been surprised if he was crazier now, than he had ever been while actually ruling the seas. He wanted desperately to hurt someone, to break something, to have some effect on this psychotically uncaring world. It would seem that Ceres had triggered some unwarranted explosion within the monster that was their captain. He was very much looking forward to encountering the [i]Powder Keg[/i]...