Sensing somethingm the monk Sou-Rita inexplicably ties the ships wheel in place. he goes down below decks and sees a dark figure being manhandles by Lucrutia.
"who is this?" he asks.

(Greetings again....)
(And you can try to be a smartass, but you'll never beat me! Ever! Hahaha! Ok, I'm done now)

"You know, if you kill her, I'll give you a shiney nickle. Hell, it'll be hers, too. How's that for irony, eh Slick? You never did say whether you minded me calling you Slick. Not that it matters, because...well...I don't really care."

Lucrutia smiles at the man and moves the dagger away from her heart with her finger. She leans close to him and whispers. "We'll have none of that now, I think I get the point." She turns to Sou-Rita. "Looks like we've got a stoleaway. Well, you're the monk, it's against the law to stoleaway on a ship, isn't it? So, what do we do? Depending on what he's done to the ship...... we'd have to keep him as a prisoner, wouldn't we, Sou-Rita?" She smiles, waiting for his answer. She then looks at Kane. "Go to...." She stops herself when she remember the monk was in the room too. "Kane, just be quiet for now."

"Hey...hmmm....how about....uh...no? Yeah, that sounds good. Either way, you didn't answer my question. You're really good at doing that, aren't you?"

Hikiro watched as a monk decided to join the fray. This by far was the worst idea I've ever had. He considered his options and looked around the room

She raises an eyebrow. "Doing what?" She walks over to Kane and puts her hand on his shoulder. "Listen, we should try and get along. Right?"

Hikiro utilised his momentary freedom to conjour up a column of water and send them flying across the room before making a break for the deck.

"He's dead!" Chases after him with her saber at hand. She grabs her father's dagger and throws it up towards the man, passing him and going right into the door infront of the stoleaway. "If you think i'm going to let you go without a fight, you're sadly mistaking."

(They had magic in feudal Japan? Wow, I missed something...)

"You know, I've never seen that before. I suppose we'll... 'talk' later?" Kane draws out his rapier.

Hikiro ducks a saber and keeps running finially making it to the deck. He was hoping they were still mored but the 360 degree of open ocean said otherwise. He was now perched precariously on the end of the yard arm watching several rather annoyed, saturated people charging towards him. This was definately not a situation he liked to be in.