[[I'm sorry for the late/lame post. Computer virus ate my first one :| ]]
Mica sighed, giving one last look at the blond male before walking over to the ladder and climbing it with expert ease. His boots made contact with the wood of the deck with a dull thump and he looked around curiously. Although not nearly as impressive as the Dragon's Greed had first been, this ship was a beauty all her own.
Ignoring anyone else, he made his way up to the helm of the ship and ran his fingers over the heavy wooden steering wheel, marveling at the architecture. It was almost as good as the ones his brother used to make for his family's ships. Whoever got to steer this ship was lucky.