[center]☆fenrir☆
After taking a seat, Fenrir tried his best to explain the events that just happened in his meeting with Milton, but couldn't help feeling that he left something out. He went over the summoning, Samhain, the DragonSpheres....the only thing he was missing was...." Oh yes," He suddenly remembered, picking up the bag that he had placed at his feet and set it cautiously on the table. " The space wizard gave me these," He explained as he opened the bag and took out the scouter and radar, sliding them across the desk so Fantine could examine them. " He said that they can be used to locate the spheres needed to call the dragon. The radar acts like a compass and will direct us to the spheres. We must collect all seven to summon Koryuu and from there he will grant me my wish. The second is a scouter, which reveals the abilities of others before they attack. I'm only repeating what the wizard said, I haven't tried it myself," As he spoke, he eyed the equipment skeptically, expecting it to turn on him at any second. But, if he wanted to get Freya back, he had to trust what the space wizard told him and follow it thoroughly. " All of this must be finished before Samhain for it to work. After returning to the island, I will set a course for the closest sphere and start from there."

☆videl☆
Remembering that Nemesis was just a beginner, he supposed that they should start off with something easy. " From now until tomorrow, take five minutes to stretch. It might not seem like much, but a well stretched body means the difference between a helpful workout and a hurtful one! We'll start with punches tomorrow so be sure to stretch your arms," He demonstrated as he talked, folding his arm behind his head and then pushed it back until his joints popped. 

☆mariemaia☆
As if summoned by the very mention of his name, Mariemaia appeared on the other side of the door, a hopeful smile on her face, " Yes? Jecht needs me?" She asked, happy to do whatever task the captain assigned to her. She waited for Charile to explain, but became confused as he summarized Jecht's wishes. " Yes, I know how to swim. And you want me to train Trixxtal's nephew?" Because of the attack on the ship shortly after Protettore's arrive on board, most of the members hadn't met the child yet, or even knew he existed. Mariemaia was one of those who had no idea that there was a child on board, but she took it in stride and followed Charile up to the deck where Protettore was waiting.

" So! You must be Protettore! Im Mariemaia and I'll be teaching you how to swim." She held her hand out to the boy, her eyes shining brightly. She loved children and had always been secretly regretful that she never had one of her own. Not that she couldn't have some in the future, but a pirate ship was no place to raise a baby, and she wasn't quite ready to leave the FlyingDeath yet, so motherhood would have to wait. She had until eternity to have kids anyway, what was the rush? 

" Charile says that you have to retrieve a crown in the sea, but you don't know how to swim, correct?" She walked over to the edge and looked down at the water, trying to decide which course of action would be best. Teaching a child to swim in the ocean was dangerous, more than dangerous actually; suicidal was the best term, but they lacked any other options. As she mused over the possibilities, she thought back to the time where she first met Jecht. She had been foolish and challenged him to a duel and at the cost of losing, he sunk her pirate ship. She still remembered his maniacal laughter as her ship fell to pieces and was swallowed by the sea and through the water in her eyes, she remembered his victorious smile looking down upon her. It was scary at the time, not knowing whether or not he was going to leave her floating out in the middle of the ocean, either dying from sharks or drowning, but despite all that, Mariemaia fell in love that day. The captain had not only managed to capture her treasures, but her heart as well, and now she would gladly follow him to the ends of the Earth if it meant she would be able to stay with him.

No matter how nice the memories were, she had a job to do and she turned back to Protettore, ready to get the job done. " Teaching you how to swim is impossible all the way out here, unless we were trying to kill you, so we'll use this," She picked up a thick rope that was conveniently on the deck and squeezed it in her hands, testing its durability.

☆protettore☆
He didn't like this idea.

He didn't like this idea at all.

" Are you sure this is going to work Miss Maia?" He called out, clutching the rope that was tied beneath his armpits and chest for dear life. It was the only thing keeping him suspended above the water and although it hurt, he was glad that Charlie hadn't done Jecht's method and just throw him overboard.

" You have nothing to worry about! Charlie and I have ya!" Mariemaia yelled from above where they were slowly lowering him into the water. Before pushing him over the edge, she had briefly gone over the basic swimming maneuvers. " Just kick your arms and legs until you stay afloat!" She had said," The rope around your chest will stop you from drowning!" 

It sounded easy in theory, but now that he was inches away from the water, he could feel fear nipping away at his resolve. [i]I can't do this I can't do this I can't do this I can't do this I can't do this! [/i]He cried out in his head and started to panic. But it was too late to call out and tell them to stop because before he could open his mouth, he hit the water. It was a cold shock, touching the water for the first time and Tori's breath stopped, along with his movements. The rope was preventing him from drowning, but the crippling fear that he was going to die had already taken over and he began to freak out, kicking his arms and legs all around, splashing the water everywhere in a frenzy. He could hear Mariemaia yell, " No! Not like that! Like this!" as she made smaller hand movements, but Tori didn't care because he was going to [i]die[/i] and Mariemaia and Charlie were just going to stand there and watch. 

" GET ME OUT OF HERE! TAKE ME UP!" He pleaded, his voice going higher in the way that frightened children's voices do, and he could taste the salty water in his mouth. It was only because of all the splashing he was doing and not because they had dropped him, but his crazed mind didn't know that and he continued to freak out more.[/center]