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"Most impressive..." the smaller of the two blondes said, watching her doppelganger leap off the ship... and not drown as most people would when attempting to swim whilst wearing notable amounts of heavy armour and particularly oversized gloves. Instead she ran off into the storm to... fight it? Could she do that? It was a powerful holy sword, for certain, but probably not powerful enough to change the weather...

Regardless, Nero had to keep up flagging spirits on the ship--and launched into a sea shanty. For once, her singing (to other people) could be described as passable, because all that really mattered was keeping in time. Now, her choice of song might have left something to be desired; a plain day's sailing was the very opposite of what this entailed. Particularly with the blonde's guidance steadily tipping them straight [i]for[/i] one of the whirlpool's fringes--seeing its currents, and the winds, pointing them in the right direction. If anything in the water was out to get them aside from the sudden storm, it had to be the [i]best[/i] evasive manoeuvre, to boot!

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There were limits to optimism, which were quite evident with the creaking of timbers and the unsteady motions of the ship around her showing that the Saber had indeed guided them full-sail into the maelstrom. She was confident that the Servants would manage to avert complete disaster... well, for them, if not for the crew. But that promised days adrift on timbers... and no answer to the question of what this out of place boat was. Still, maybe she could answer that by more thorough structural analysis whilst hoping to not be sunk...

Instead, a call came through as the white-haired magus sat down, leaning against the fortunate berth Bethany was in, from the other Master--a progress report and an offer of materials.

"On our end, we have set out to aid Medusa's sisters, receiving a too-new ship to do so and crewing it with pirates. Unfortunately, Nero seems to have chosen to sail us through a storm instead of wait it out," she said, voice far more even than her desire to be very much [i]anywhere else[/i] merited, "But if you could save me a sample of all the materials, it would be appreciated. In particular, I think that the spinal column and brain matter of a phantasmal beast may be of use in electronics systems."

Harvesting the peripheral nervous system was probably beyond them with normal tools.