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The first thing Spiril noticed as he got out onto deck was how empty it was. Just an hour ago, when the marine soldiers had hauled him aboard, the whole deck had been swarming with marines, but they were all gone now, and in their stead stood two people that were very clearly not marines. A man, and what seemed to be a fishwoman. Spiril had never seen one of those before, but he had stumbled upon descriptions of them in countless books, and he had to say that the writers had really nailed the details, and even tho this one didn't have a very defined fishlike features it was enough to convince Spiril that his assumptions were corrected.

[color=00aeef]"New crewmate? You haven't even told me your name yet!"[/color] Spiril yelled as Sancho introduced him. He had never agreed to this, he had agreed that he owed Sancho one, but this was a bit much. Spiril wanted to go back home, back to the library. He wanted to hide among the thousands of books, nooks, and crannies that the library contained, and just wait until the marines gave up looking for him, but that was when it started to dawn on him, he couldn't go back. He was a fugitive now, and if the marines ever found him he would just get thrown in jail and it wouldn't just be for eating some fruit. [color=00aeef]"Sneaky bastard,"[/color] He muttered as he glanced over at the man he had considered his savior, and as he did he couldn't help having a sneaking suspicion that the only reason he had been freed was so that Sancho could make him join the crew. [color=00aeef]"I don't owe you anything anymore,"[/color] He groaned as he turned his gaze to sea, it seemed to be time to go on an adventure.

Spiril did a quick second scan of the fishwoman as she introduced herself. Her black haired reached the ground, and as she spoke he could rows of sharp teeth, but Spiril had a hard time not staring directly at her chest. [color=00aeef]"Spirillum, that's my name, but like, just, um..." [/color]Spiril took a pause and took a deep breath as he could feel that he was already stumbling over words. His mouth felt dry and full of sand, and even just talking seemed hard, but after a short pause, he managed to get the words out. "[color=00aeef]Just call me Spiril."[/color] but he was unsure that she heard him as she seemed to busy punching the air, and then all of a sudden she just jumped into the sea. [color=00aeef]"I...is that normal for her?"[/color] Spiril asked, his eyes darting between the two guys that were left on deck with him, but as the ship started to move he understood what was going on.