Everything was as it should have been, and it seemed the world has deemed these companions, much like Sasayaki, unfortunate enough to travel with.  "Sasa," Isaac yelled, "It's happening."

Sasa looked up the new girl, keeping what he believed was stern eye contact while wiggling the bladed end back to Issac's back holster.  "Plan 478, if you will [i]Lucky[/i]"

She used his name, his chosen name, letting him know that she was serious.  Isaac reeled in in the chain, leaving just enough of her to peak out beyond his shoulder.  With a few long strides and skillful jump brought him to the side of the ship.  When he turned around he felt the captain's eyes soon him, waiting to see what came next.  "I don't know if I can do this."

"Shhh," she whispered, drifting between both ears as she talked.  "You're a sentimental kind of guy!  Is there really nothing that can make this real?"

She wad right, the island was his home.  Although he may have been alone, that made it special in a way.  His heart, his blood, his soul; it had all been spilled onto the land, and he suddenly felt the surge of nastalgia flood him.  "I am going to miss this place," he finally admitted, staring at the land where so many plans came to life.  "I don't think I can leave."

A surge of wind caught the sail, the chain that held the anchor severed in the crash.  "Take that nerds!" Sasa yelled, followed by the diabolical laugh that he had grown to love.   "It's my ship now," she screamed, before a large shadow appeared above her.

Isaac smiled, knowing what was to come.  For the only thing that could ever jump that high was an overly zealous man that never skips leg day.