"Already done." Leah responded, a color of emotion briefly touching her voice. As always it was barely discernible but it appeared to be annoyance. She was not finicky about most things but when it came to weapons everything had to be perfect even when it WASN'T her job. She would not have HER cannons unsecured or any such thing whatever her orders. Weapons were to be treated properly and with respect, or she would use the one who disobeyed this rule as a demonstration of how the weapons could be used. She always figured that would ensure the proper respect if mere teachings did not.

Of course, she had not been on the ship more then a week so he had no way of knowing her perfectionist streak when it came to this. If anything she generally looked like she was lazing about and more concerned with her books then the ship or the sea. She had, however, not only secured the cannons but enchanted the ropes and cannon wheels. They would respond to her staff, with the proper mental commands anyway and her hand. She did not like being surprised in battle so she did her best to ensure she wasn't.

Without another word she swept nearer to the gangplank, peering at someone who had caught her eye. She stirred her beast, the way all magical beings did. Her beast always felt it would be a glorious challenge, as it held the most competitive part of her. She did not see any challenge though, all she saw was a young girl. She looked in her late teens in body but moved like an excited child. Her face was passive as she reminded her beast this, whispered to it that the girl's motions showed she would be no challenge so it would sleep once more.

"A...costumer it seems..." She said quietly to no one in particular. She leaned on one hand, resting it on the side of the ship. There was something in how she held her shoulders and her head that combined with the motion to make it look like a predatory cat. It was more like a panther than a cheetah oddly enough. She didn't look at anyone but the four that seemed close to boarding. Two rich people and the magic girl with her... knight? At least he seemed to think of himself as some sort of knight if the armor and vigilant stance was any sign.







Shay's stopped only when they reached a few feet from the gangplank, looking at the two crewman there and then up at the strange white haired woman perched at its end. She didn't look very friendly... and for a moment Shay was struck with her shyness and stepped closer to Nereus. She could feel a bit of sweat on his wrist and she glanced up at him apologetically.

"S..sorry. I forgot about your armor. Do you think...we just walk on board?" She asked him quietly as her slender hands fell to wrap around his hand. Of course she was mere feet from the crew members and could just ask them but she'd rather ask the person she knew. She wasn't sure how exactly it was done... this was her first journey. When her father had insisted on Nereus she had balked, saying she was a big girl and could do it herself. Now she was very glad he was here.....