I leaned against the railing of my ship. I watched the sky as the fireworks shot up in the air. I felt each boom reveberating in her ears and resegnating in my chest and watched the light dance and fade in front of my eyes. I looked down to watch my new First-Mate coming on deck.
"Wow, when you said pirate ship you weren't kidding." the werewolf said looking around.
"You know you never told me your name?" I asked watching him as he marveled at the craftsmenship of the ship.
"Oh, I didn't? Its Peter." he said distractedly.
"Do you have a last name?" I asked looking up at the fireworks again.
"No." he said turning his attention to me.
"Ok...well soon you are going to have to start packing to leave. You may choose your quaters now if you like and you can bring your things into it tomorrow." I said looking back at him.
"Yes ma'am." he said looking up at the fireworks.
"Please don't call me ma'am. I'm not that old that you should be calling me mam. I'm not old enought to be a ma'am. I'm only 18." I said with an inaudible giggle.
"Sorry. So do I get paid for our journey?" he asked continuing to watch the fireworks.
"Yes, now if you'll follow me into my room we can talk about all of the expenses." I said as she headed for her room.
I opened my door and turned around to see him still staring up in the sky. I walked back over and looked up. Floating above our heads was Krytys. He slowly came to rest on the deck. "Hello Lamia. Awake so early?" he asked a smile playing on his lips.
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