(Moon 13, Afternoon, Foredeck) Watchful {Dragon Clan/MCA}

[Ichiro Yakusoku]

Yakusoku looks at the others assembled. She knows her way around the ship and its rigging. However, she also knows her own personality rather well.

"I'll leave tryin' answerin' that one to the new sailors. I tend to get a bit too reckless anyway so my way of movin' about in a pinch ain't exactly the right way," holding the rope with one arm she reaches up to scratch the back of her neck with the other, the corner of her mouth turned up in a nervous-looking half smile.

[Usagi Zenko]

He goes a little white at that idea, peeking his eyes open to look about a little. "Uhm...Not getting killed..." He shakes his head and gets a little complexion back. "Rope swing? Into uhm..." he lifts a hand briefly, "the water. G..gets som..some distance between y.y..you and an en.enemy ship. Or you know, swing in..into their ropes?" He seems willing to let go with the one hand now, having some balance. Looking at the Isawa instead of down helps too.

"Not so good in a storm though, big waves, right? Tougher to get back on the..ship." he goes pale at that idea.

[Isawa O-Washi]

'Swinging onto another ship is a different matter all together, though that's viable. For now, just try to decide how to get back to our deck...though swinging out to the sea is a fine idea, too, though running across the spar is faster...and a bit dangerous."

The big man gave a momentary encouraging smile. "Any other ideas?"

[Usagi Zenko]

"Erm...how..how hard are the sails? They seem to curve sometimes...and I remember as a child using a board to slide down a hill..." he offers, trying to search his mind for ideas on how to get down to the deck. He points to the things he believes are sails.

[Isawa O-Washi]

"Usually quite taut, except in the doldroms. Hitting it'll be like hitting a wall." O-washi tried to sound encouraging, knowing the poor lad wasn't a born sailor. "A good thought, but not usually practical."

[Usagi Zenko]

"Ah, yes, that would be unfortunate..." He looks about. "Uhm, how about down the way we came up?" He looks down a moment and goes pale, but puts on a brave face in not clutching to the spar even tighter.

[Isawa O-Washi]

"That's one way...you can even use the rope here to rappel if you're good enough at climbing for such things." Nodding his approval, his gaze slid to the Sparrow and the Dragon, clearly waiting for one of them to chime in."

[Kitsuki Kotsu]

The Kitsuki listens carefully to the various whistles and commits them to memory. He then put his brain to work on how to get down from here in the most efficient manner possible.

"I'd agree that rappelling is a swift way. Or you could slide down the mast itself, but that presents risks of injury to one's hands, as well the danger of falling."

The man's voice was a bit unsure as he spoke.

[Isawa O-Washi]

"Another way that would save your life, which is of course more important than the skin on your palms." The gunso nodded in approval. "One way left."

[Usagi Zenko]

He offers a small smile as an errant thought enters his head, "Other than catching a ride with a priest of the air kami, Isawa-sama?" He tries humor for a moment, as he slowly forces the fear into a manageable level. For the time-being at least.

[Isawa O-Washi]

"Other than that, yes. I wouldn't be so cruel as to suggest something none of you here can use." O-washi's eyes flicked down before he dragged them back up. "Besides...even if a priest could do such a thing most times, in places like this that option is lost."

[Usagi Zenko]

Zenko nods, scanning the ropes around them for something else that would let them down. Let's see...You can swing down...he said you could run across the spar and... he gulps a bit at the thought of it, jump off, sails aren't practical..rappel down with a rope... sliding down the mast... and then one more way...

He scrunches his forehead in thought.