The ferry was exceptionally slow today. In fact, it seemed as if it was getting slower with every metre it putted through the air. As the ferry edged into the port and was moored to the dock, all of a sudden one of the stern propellers made a ear-twinging snapping sound followed by a bang and a plume of black smoke. Sara was positively grinding her teeth.

Next to her, Mulligan leaned his head back and bellowed out a peel of deep laughter. It made Sara's eyelid twitch. "Oh, this is rich! I suppose you'll be here for a little while longer, Arnaud!" Mulligan spurred his chocobo down the road with his partners in tow, "I'll see you at the barracks, my dear!" Mulligan waved a hand to send Sara off. She just kept her eyes on the ferry. [i]How could this day get any more annoying...[/i]

No matter, they dismounted their chocobos and lead them onto the vessel as a few mechanics fussed over the engine. Sara walked up to one of them while they worked. "How long is it going be?" She asked.

"She blew a gauge seal on the boiler, now the pressure's shot, I'm afraid." The moustachioed mechanic replied, "We don't have any spares on us, so one of us is headin' down to the mechanic shop on the island. Might be something 'bout a half-hour? Maybe more?"

"If you like, you can borrow one of our chocobos if it'll speed it up."

"Nah, cheers, but the man's already left, he'll only be about five minutes. It'll be fixing the thing that'll take most o' the time"

Sara looked away, sighed through her nose and bit at the inside of her cheek. She could suffer another half-hour. "Alright." With that, she informed her team, then found a pillar of sorts on the main deck to lean against, cross armed.