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Nemsis arrived near a island of the area, his clothes different once again. He now wore a eye-patch, a bandana, a hoodless vest, shorts, and dark smooth black boots.

A dark rapier sat at his side which was his Heartbreaker in another form.
He was at sea on a giant pirate ship, the crew dead all around him. Had he done this !? If he did why did he not remember it? The ship began to run itself, the mast raising, the wheel steering the huge frame without the aid of hand.
Thinking of the missing Tobar the ship began to 'honk' much like a car, but nearly deafining in comparison. Maybe she would hear. maybe not.

Aerie grinned and thought to herself, ' perfect! He's actually going to let me stay~'
"Of course, captain, I have sailed before on a couple other ships. Just put me to work, I can handle it," She said confidently. Maybe she didn't know a ship like the back of her hand but, she knew enough to get work done. And she was the kind of girl who didn't mind hard work.
The only fallback of her plan was sleeping in the men quarters, she'd have to really keep a low profile...but she could not complain in any case, she had a ride and that's all she really wanted.
"Thank you captain, you wont regret letting me stay." She gave him a small, but grateful bow, " I guess I better go see if there's any more preparations before we set sail."
She slowly turned and headed down the deck, in the same direction as where the boy with the turquoise hair was. ' Geeze I hope I didn't say too much or too little to the captain...' she thought as she let out a heavy sigh. As she passed the boy, she glanced over and gave him a little smile, as if to say 'thank you!' It was after all, his invitation that even allowed her to go on the ship.

Myx grinned widely in reply to the other' warm smile, and nodded as if to say "of-course!" Never just "don't mention it." He liked to help, and being acknowledged often made him happy. Everybody (well, the more important people) seemed to be in a good mood today. He sort of had that kind of effect on people, whether he was aware of it or not. That contributed to the fact that he was rarely, if ever, in a bad mood.

Come to think of it, I just kind of invited myself on board, didn't I? The thought made the teen chuckle to himself. He didn't really need to stay aboard to keep up with the ship--he had his own means of travel, which he preferred--but he wouldn't really mind helping out. He'd like to get to know the person who trained his "creator" more. Alice had taught her everything he knew, and that included combat. And though the boy was already close to mastering all of it, never once could he beat her. Never once could anyone back at home beat her. Myx would have to see if this man, Syric, would be able to change that.

"I'll be sticking around, then!" he announced to the captain, leaning his head back into his arms with a playful grin on his features. At least until Alice and the others come around, I guess. It's her decision.

| I don't see why not. |

"Hm?" the boy responded absently, opening his eyes to find his new crew mate standing before him. Myx listened carefully, almost looking serious, as Aerin began to introduce himself. It was easy for the boy to read her, from the tenor of her voice to the gestures she was making. Nodding, the boy seemed to understand, his chin placed between his thumb and his forefinger in thought.

As if with a conclusion, Myx abruptly clapped his fist against his palm, a bright smile upon his face. "Nope! Not a clue!" he cried cheerfully, referring to the work Aerin was looking for. He'd only just arrived, after all. And he wasn't exactly a member of ol' Captain Syric's crew. Yet. I think. A pouting frown overrode his smile as the boy thought to himself, absently scratching the back of his head. Oh, I don't know! Then he remembered the person standing in front of him, and the hand extended in the introduction.

Gladly, the boy took Aerin's hand in a brisk fashion, shaking it once in a rather childish greeting. "The name's Myx," he courteously introduced himself, his smile bright as the sun itself. "Pleasure to meet 'ya, Aerin!" Then he looked around, as if searching for something, then turned back to the other with a slight nod, whispering carefully. "Stand straight; don't let anyone get the idea that they can overpower you. You can't go looking too meek around here, right?" The boy laughed slightly to himself, then started a conversation as if he hadn't said what he had just before. "So what brings you aboard, Aerin?"

So she's a traveler, too. Huh, how interesting.

Myx folded his arms across his chest, eyes now directed at the captain, his smile inerasable. "Something like that," he replied to Aerin's question. "I was sort of invited over here." He turned to the girl, head cocked sideways, the wind blowing his hair about his face. "It seems like we're expecting a few people." The boy then faced the sea, leaning his arms against the banister of the deck with his big turquoise eyes longingly watching the open ocean. "I just flew in, actually." His proud grin revealed two rows of perfectly white teeth. "One of his guests sent me while they're still in Traverse Town. I'm just waiting for them, right now."

Then he broke into another chuckle. He couldn't help himself. "I'm actually pretty bored right now." I'm not used to doing nothing.

Myx nodded, scratching his head a little embarassedly at the comment on his first time in Port Royal. "Actually, yeah." But strangely enough, I know a whole lot more about this place than I should. What with the data he had installed; it was always reliable, so navigation was hardly ever a problem with him. For a while, the boy pondered whether he should check out what was going on up with the navigator or not. There must have been a good view from up there, and the youth was simply thrilled about heights. He always loved to soar high into the sky on his hover board.

"See ya!" The boy waved back kindly to the lady in disguise, still finding the whole thing silly, the smile reflecting this on his face. He watched her go, wondering for a moment how it was okay for her to crossdress, given it was a bit more convenient for this situation. Then came the horrid memories of Alice trying to dress him up as a girl when he was younger. Thank heavens he could alter his physical appearance so easily now! He wouldn't ever want to experience that kind of terror again. The woman had strange hobbies, now that he remembered.

Shaking his head, the boy with turquoise hair trailed back towards the captain of the ship. Maybe he could bug Syric of stories Alice had kept hidden from him in the memory bank. There were so many firewalls, it was exhausting to break not even half of them! Guess she didn't think that through when she sent him, huh? Then again... there was no guaranteeing that Syric would tell him anything too intimate. Oh man...

Quietly, brightly, noisily, Myx walked behind Captain Irash, his arms bent behind his neck in a childish manner. "So where are we headed, Cap'n?" The boy's voice was loud and carried his laughter. It was the voice he often had whenever he was far too bored to realize he was pestering Alice during the many occasions she would without warning put him back into his lifepod, to sleep.

The door to the bunk room flew open, revealing a thin dark-haired man in ornate black and red robes. In the dim, flickering light his blood-red eyes seemed to glow with an unnatural sheen and his shadow danced like a demon. Darkness swirled around him as he glared down at the young trespasser.
"Who are you!?" He shouted, appearing half-crazed, pointing an ominously glowing finger at Aerie, "State your business or perish."
In the indigo glow of his finger, his thin face seemed almost skeletal. He began to move slowly toward Aerie.

During Aerin and Myx's little chat, Syric was busy discussing a problem with the sail. Apparently a little tear had appeared in the sail, and the crewman was wondering what should be done. Syric told him to stitch it up then waved him away.
As he turned back to Myx and Aerin, Aerin was on her way below deck and Myx had moved behind him.
"We're exploring, looking for treasure and whatnot." He said, turning to face the young lad, "In fact.."
"Look alive, men! We're shipping out!" The captain shouted, moving across the deck and up a set of stairs to the wheel. When his fingers touched the wheel the ship lurched a bit before slowly departing from the dock.
"I do hope Scievera can find us on the open ocean!" Syric said to Myx with a slight chuckle.