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[color=DEBA42]LOCATION:[/color] Edge Of The Blue - Luma Pools > Edge Of The Blue - Bottomless Sea 
[color=DEBA42]WORD COUNT:[/color] 1,284(+3 EXP)
[color=DEBA42]MENTIONS:[/color] Bowser & Ms. Fortune directly, but questioning the general crew aboard Shippy.
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Mirage had just been enjoying the celebrations, until he felt a clap on his shoulder. He turned his head to look at who it was, half of another one of those delicious syrupy bananas in his mouth making him look a little foolish until he realized who it was. He quickly bit the banana and chewed, swallowing it as he listened to the King's appreciation. It was actually a little weird, being thanked by a king, and all. But he wasn't about to shun it, hell no, he'd let that feed his ego a bit for sure. [color=DEBA42]"I'm just glad everything worked out."[/color] He responded, thinking back to the Ukazeer and it's child. They managed to avoid a bit of conflict, and were able to help that weird stached' guy too since everyone was in the area. Overall, this felt like a huge success. And since this whole tagging along thing was certified now, he was more than happy as the King asked of his own abilities. Though, people seemed to be getting ready to leave, so the conversation was left alone momentarily as Mirage helped load up the banana hoard so they could set sail.

Mirage also put the leaves to good use; He made a small... Nest, of sorts. For his egg friend. It was just a comfy little out of the way thing, but anyone who saw it would notice it was decorated with the shells he picked up from the beach. Along with that weird heavy rock he found, he figured maybe it'd look enough like a mixture of nest and loot pile to not be bothered. He'd pick the stuff up later, but if they were going to be in a dangerous situation, he wanted to be light and have his hands free. He kept his weaponry and ammunition on him, leaving his tiny stash fancily below as he emerged to talk more with the crew.

As they set sail, Mirage bid farewell to his orangutan friend with a wide wave, the help of the orange fella being greatly appreciated. Thankfully he was pretty lazy by the looks of things, so he wouldn't exactly be trying to tag along or anything. Where they were heading was definitely too dangerous for the lanky-monkey. He would miss his new friend, however. Even if he had many new ones in his place.

He returned to Bowser's question now that they were venturing forth. The peaceful voyage was added to by Mirage showing off his decoy and cloaking capabilities for little tricks and to help educate the crew on what he could do if it was needed, as well as a few trick-of-the-eye 'magics'. He loved to be center stage, and while he was mostly calm up to this point, he was clearly excited and attempting to play the entertainer to be on people's good sides. Not that there was bad intent behind it, though maybe to some it'd come off as a bit too show-boaty. Mirage however was just grinning and having a good time, figuring they could use what smiles they could get before reaching the Bottomless Sea. In the back of his mind, he was honestly scared of what might be out there, but he'd keep a brave confident face. Mirage was brave and confident, after all. A pillar for any fan or Legend to lean on, of course. He'd never shake in his boots at the idea of a sea full of horrid monsters! Nah... Not at all.

Eventually his shenanigans came to an end, and he leaned on the railings to watch the scenery pass by as their trip continued. Crazy, to think he had only shown up today for his vacation, and yet here he was going off on a venture to a hellish sea of monsters. All those resources led him to this opportunity, and it seemed better than just staying at the Guild. Covering much more ground than ever before sounded great: And even if he couldn't find her... Nah, he would. But he'd do some good in the meantime.

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As they crossed into the boundaries of the Bottomless Sea, Mirage couldn't help himself but to observe the area. Plenty of dead sea creatures, it seemed. Remains were never a good sign, he knew that much. And whatever left them here was surely lurking in some place... Unless they just washed up somehow? Ah, hell, he could think on it some other time. They surely had more current things to worry about anyhow. Like the idea of this storm absolutely clobbering them, right? And as they passed further into the boundaries of this hellhole, he could see why the place was called [i]Bottomless[/i] Sea. Jeez, he bet if he fell in here he'd never find the bottom. His thoughts drifted to what could be lurking down there, but that didn't last long as he took note of Nadia pointing out some structure in the distance. His eyes squinted as he looked out, noting the strange beacon in the distance. A sign of life? He wasn't sure how comfortable he was with the idea of there being life out here [i]aside[/i] from monsters... They might be some real tough customers. [color=DEBA42]"I don't think we've got better options...'[/color] He answered, as he looked for an alternative in a momentary panic. Nope... Just the beacon. Well, darn. At least the storm seemed to be the worst of their worries, right? He thought there'd be a giant sea monster, some alien-armada that'd want them dead, or super treacherous pirates. You know, normal things. But it seemed there was no activity, so he could just chill for a minute and calmly think of...

His eyes shot open at the mention of them already having company. Moving to the back of the ship, he looked out and noticed the sharks himself. Oh, that was just fantastic. He wasn't overly familiar with sharks, but he'd seen the movies! Big teeth, om nom, and such! He wasn't becoming shark food today, and he sure wasn't going to let something impede their progress already. Backing away from the railing, he took a moment to think as his fingers tapped his holster. He could just take some potshots at them, but with them swimming around like they were, that seemed like a big waste of ammo, at least if he missed. His holster-tapping changed to more of a belt-tapping, until he found something on his belt that gave him an idea. Detaching the Arc-Star, he smirked deviously as an idea came to mind. A concern flashed through his head too, however, so he turned to face the crew while twirling the ninja-star looking grenade on one of his fingers.

[color=DEBA42]"If I throw this sucker in, it'll turn those sharks into fish-sticks!"[/color] He boasted, wanting to wipe them out quick without hassle. But he had to dip his enthusiasm a bit as he questioned the crew, concern obvious in his tone: [color=DEBA42]"But, uh, would Shippy be okay? It's not [i]that[/i] huge of a shock, and it's not like it's a big fleshy boat, right? So it should get these sharks off of us before they decide to gnaw on our big sea-fairing friend or something."[/color] A bit of a morbid thought, yeah, but what was a sting to shark teeth tearing the boat apart? He kept twirling the grenade for emphasis that he could do this at a moment's notice once given the okay, trying to show a little resourcefulness to his new crewmates. Imagine what a badass story this would be to tell! He could almost start daydreaming about telling the tale of 'Mirage, that guy who killed a small army of sharks with one grenade...' to a bunch of absolute babes.