[b]Two Days Later[/b]

[color=crimson]"Land ho!"[/color] Siobhan shouted in glee, lowering her eyepiece. A broad grin was etched across the redhead's face as she pivoted on one heel to dash to the opposite end of the fishing trawler. Skidding to a halt right in front of the hammock that had been strung up for Kailani, she flipped it upside down in a single motion. [color=crimson]"Rise'n'shine, porcupine!"[/color]

They had made pretty good time, too, all things considered. With her - naturally excellent - navigation skills, the little boat had arrived ahead of a storm that looked to be coming in. This was good, as [i]The Coral Skipper[/i] wasn't built to endure harsh weather out at sea. After having just sailed through The Devil's Tempest with Kailani, she was in bad need of a storm free week for once in her life. She certainly wouldn't be getting one once they made it back to the Grand Line.

Practically bouncing on her feet, Siobhan slid her brown jacket - now thankfully dry - over her shoulders. If some of the things she'd read were true, then Batotoi Island was famous for its excellent tiramisu! She couldn't wait to try some! That was the fun part about being off the radar for once: you could just sail in without issue!

Nobody here in West Blue knew her face, and nobody would certainly think much of a fishing trawler drifting into port. She had even caught some fish to trade if they needed to!

[color=crimson]"Ah, better cover up,"[/color] Siobhan reminded herself, snatching her scarf and wrapping it around her neck to hide her gills. Likewise, she - with an audible grunt - forced her fin to lower down into her back, merging with her spinal column. All that remained was a slit in her jacket and shirt...nothing too eye raising for anyone that wasn't looking for it. [color=crimson]"Phew! Right-o! Let's make our way to the docks, then!"[/color]