Kaimenko's hands were extended as she made her way down the stairs, feeling the hum of the ship's movements through her palms. She pays no mind to the muffled keening coming from the other side. One didn't ever get use to the Sea of Shadows, but one could ignore it and she did. The woman moves in to the common room and pulls the privacy curtains aside, before pulling up a chest to take a seat.

It was time to give the new recruits something to do.

Having felt fairly confident that he knew what he was doing over the last few days Jishaku finally found a lesson he was entirely clueless about. Naval combat? Check. Navigation? Check. Climbing, fighting, swimming, and so on? Triple check! Repairing stuff? Not so much. Still he was game to try his hand and arrived at the lesson early. "Morning gunso." He took a seat near the front and waited for the lesson to get underway.

Hoshi was about the common room, doing some reading of old letters before she quickly stowed them away in the presence of an officer. She stood up and bowed with respect to the surly Moshi. "Ohayou gozaimasu Gunso-sama."

Zenko looks up from his bunk where he's set up a journal and calligraphy brushes. Putting the brush in his teeth a moment he starts packing it all up. After a bit, he puts the brush away and rubs his head a little, the puts it all back into his sea chest.

After having packed it up and pushed it away, he moves to bow before the Gunso. "Gunso-sama. Hello!" He offers a bit of a smile at training not being on deck.

Amuro finishes the polishing of his weaponry just as the Moshi entered the room. He looked a bit disdainfully at his armor. That would have to wait it seemed until after his lessons were over. He gave the woman a small curt bow respectable enough, but not fully formal considering the cramped conditions. He however made no move to address a senior officer unless posed a question.

Kiyo had kept to herself the past few days even during training. The sorry bunch of green recruits, some more literal than others, needed the gunso's attention more than she did. Today promised to be another slow day, until someone pulled the dividing curtain back.

She bounds up from her bunk, "Oi! ... ayou gozaimasu Moshi-sama," she quickly corrects herself and bows semi-politely to the gunso.

As usual, the woman makes no effort to return the greetings. She leans back against the curved wall of the ship and pulls out a bit of wood and a rather sharp looking knife strapped to her leg. "This morning, we're going to cover what not to do in a battle when your ship is falling apart on you."

The butt of the knife thumps hollowly against the wall before she continues, "This will be more of a discussion than a practical demonstration for obvious reasons. Anyone want to start us off? And try not to flail your hands about like children, it makes me twitchy. Just open your gop and let the words out when no-one else is chattering away."

Masamichi takes a silent seat in the back after a quick bow to the gunso. He just strokes his fine moustache and tries to stay focused.

What not to do? Panic, stop putting arrows into the people that're trying to finish the job, get in the way of the people that actually do know how to keep the ship floating, Kiyo thinks and leans against the hull.

Another man stays silent as well, despite knowing a few things about this in theory if not in practice. He glances at the others wondering if any of them will pipe up.

"To not panic for one, that goes without saying. Each of us have been given particular duties and are expected to remain to our posts unless assigned to tend to contingencies. We stand to lose everything if we rout." Hoshi spoke up to the stern Moshi with a daring contribution. Hey, she didn't want to live forever anyway.

He perks up. "Ah, don't try putting it back together without knowing what you're doing cause you'll make it worse?" he offers. "And ah..don't jump off the ship?" He sounds like that is an option he never wants to do himself.

Narumi listen's to the other's suggestions and quietly waits for the Moshi's guidance. It's all new to her and she clearly appears to be quite green when it comes to this.

"If the ship's going down, jumping off is not a bad idea," Kiyo pipes up from the back, "But you'd better get swimming away or you're still going down with it."

Qian-Fan instinctively made a warding sign as the Tsuruchi mentioned the ship sinking. Perhaps he was getting used to this sailing lark after all. He waited for the Gunso's response. It was likely to have a barb or two attached.

Sugita manages to keep his reactions to a couple of blinks.

"Don't do nothing. Even if you don't know how to fix the ship, you can fill the places left by the people who do. An idle body is just dead weight."

"Try not to squabble, ducklings," comes the woman's cold, dry voice. "Hoshi-san, at least, has the sense to suggest that just maybe... you might want to attend your duties and not get under foot. That's fine, for the most part and a good deal better than the cowardliness that Tsuruchi-san suggested or what Usagi-san, the Master of the Obvious, has stated."

Kaimenko pauses and frowns at the figurine she's working on, "Then again, it might need saying considering that I've fished octopus out of the sea with a greater sense of self-preservation than what I've seen displayed here today."

"Since you lot seem to find an open-ended discussion so very hard to navigate, let's start with scenarios. Fire. What do you do Usagi-san? Other than hopping from foot to foot, hoping that one of the shugenja will notice and aren't too busy doing silly things like fending off the enemy or healing the injured?"

Assuming that the Moshi directed the question towards the Usagi, the Asahina did not state her obvious plan of action of summon the water kami.

The eyebrow over her ghostly grey eye raises at the suggestion of cowardice, but Kiyo decides against going into a discussion of when a ship is actually a total loss or not...

If the water is up to the railing, it's time to leave and board the other ship...