Fushaka stood on top of the crows nest, looking out into the vast ocean. In her childhood, she never thought she would be on a pirate ship sailing the sea and fighting the government. Not that she was bed-fellows with the government usually but....While gazing out to see, she saw, and then a few seconds later heard, a ship sighted, looking more pirate than marine. With a small smile, Fushaka flipped onto the sail-rigging and slid down the large sheet, landing on the deck and making her way softly, slowly up to the bow. She looked at her Captain for a few moments - Fushaka had been unaware of the etiquette of the sea, but decided to treat her like she was her Shinobi Master - and then spoke.
"Pirate ship, do you think they will be friendly?" She asked, her tone low and serene, a stark opposite to how she appeared. Most of the crew members, despite her best efforts, went to great lengths to avoid her. Fushaka rolled her shoulders softly, and prepared to break bones. It was all well and good if they where friendly, but she wanted to be ready if there where not, and breaking bones was how she helped the Captain - Fushaka was not in it for gold or glory but for somewhere to be- become greater than she already was on the sea.