his impatience, he moved no further than a few simple footsteps away from the Alpha Morina, as though terrified of leaving the rickety not-quite-safety of his Captain's ship. It wasn't far from the truth; Yonyon had led a life that couldn't be accurately described as sheltered, but it was a far cry from exploring foreign islands where foes were likely lingering around every dusty corner. No, the Okama thought to himself, taking a step back towards his ship. Bath-time could wait... or so apparently his Captain thought.

Taking a deep breath, he removed a small powder mirror from his pocket and quickly checked his reflection over, making sure his make up were as pristine as possible, even if the rest of him was as far from it as theOkama had ever allowed himself to be. He felt himself calming as he traced the extended lines of his eyelashes, brought out to their fullest by his last bit of mascara. So long as he looked good, others presumed he was feeling better than he actually was, and that was how he preferred things to be. Despite having travelled as a pirate for several long weeks, the concept of being pushed into common description of a pirate was enough to make his stomach turn, and the itch driving him to impatience and the knowledge that soon, he would be up to his nose in fresh, hot, clean water was enough to make him shout at the ship to get his Captain's attention.

''Morrigan, will you please hurry up, my