One of Chester's hands rushing by her, Lina was able to stand, yanking her sword up as she did so.

"DON'T BREAK THE SHIP!" Lina cried as the fury of the hands rose. Faces popping out as hands scuttled after them, Lina made the wise move, turning to run.

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"Hnn?"

Eye cracking open in the dark cabin, there was a shuffling as the hammock rocked. Thumping down onto the floor, the boat rocked from Macario's bulk. A few moments later, a match lit a candle, bringing a dim light to the small vessel's cabin. A desk drowned in material, a hefty bookshelf, a table, and a small, portable cooking stove practically filled the room. Feet bare, candle in hand, a long white and blue striped nightgown with a matching cap, ball of fluff dangling fro mthe tip on his person, he made for the door, poking it open as he looked up to the back of the Breeze, eyes lidded.

"Noisy..."