[Morning 14 - Foredeck] - Heave, Ho!

[Amaya]

Yanking and pulling at the ropes, Amaya worked to keep the lines tight and in place, watching over the deck as she labored alongside the morning shift's crew. It wasn't nearly as much of an ache by now as it was when she first arrived. Certainly, there was still strain and effort, but the muscles grew used to the same level of tension being applied every day. The chill of the day only required that she ensure that she'd properly stretched and dressed accordingly. One didn't get a day off just because it was chilly, and certainly not in this place.

[Moshi Chihiroko]

Chihiroko was meandering about once again when she spotted the woman from the other day. Anxiously awaiting the chance to get to the island to make some long over due prayers, she figured she could try to make nice with some of the other ship's occupants.

Approaching cautiously, she poked her head around toward the other woman.

[Amaya]

There was a nod of the head at first, the peasant currently holding the rope stiffly in place and muscling the knot in tight. She grunted and heaved and, once she was sure all was in place, she stood and saluted properly. "-sama," she said in a voice like a cheese grater over sandstone. She glanced around to make sure that she wasn't required this instant, but the mizzenmast looked up and ready and the Moshi wasn't barking just yet. That always meant a couple seconds before the next step came along.

[Moshi Chihiroko]

"Might I inquire as to what you are doing and if you are in need of any assistance with it?" She looked at each thing Amaya was looking at in turn trying to judge for herself what the woman was up to.

[Amaya]

She glanced over at the Moshi, and for a split second, she almost told the woman to stand about five feet to her left. Then, she remembered how heavy this ship was, and decided against it. It took getting used to to remember that this wasn't some sampan with six people tops on it, where how you sat actually changed things. This ship didn't shift that way.

"Making sure the tack's right 'fore the Cap'n changes course again a lil," she said, motioning towards the ropes. "Till he calls out 'Ready 'bout,' don't need t'do it again. Long as the wind's holdin up should be good for a few minutes least ways. Ya never know in weird places like this, -sama. Moshi-sama'd be able t'tell ya more where she wants ya I'd bet."

[Moshi Chihiroko]

"Well, I currently haven't much to do so figured I'd see where I could be helpful." She paused for a moment. "Sorry we didn't get a real chance to speak the other night. You seemed rather busy and I didn't want to interrupt. Have you been serving with this ship long?"

[Amaya]

she held up her hands for a moment and tallied the days up on her fingers. "Jus under a week, -sama. Came on same day as most folks, just conscripted," she replied in answer to the question, not seeming too mussed about the lack of introductions earlier. "An I don't mind. Hard t'talk sometimes, after all."