[Day 5, Late Morning, Baths] Waterpony!

[Kakita Sugita]

"Nothing useful to do here, 'cept keep out of the storm. Getting landsick?"

[Hida Musasha]

He nods to the woman, "This is th' longest I've gone wi'out killing somethin' evil an' dangerous since I was wee."

[Kakita Sugita]

"Really? I heard you were with the Crab fleets. Sea of Shadows?"

[Hida Musasha]

He nods, "Two years wi'out more 'n' a week at port atta time. Mayhaps a month total down time th' whole tour."

[Kakita Sugita]

"Sounds familiar. Except the whole Sea of Shadows part. This trip was only my second time seeing it. First time through it."

[Hida Musasha]

Musasha leans his head back, "Was quiet, which is good. Too many greenhorns ta have been confident in a fight wi' somethin' tainted."

He dunks his head for a second, before returning to relaxing.

[Kakita Sugita]

"Yeah. I guess so." Sugita himself had been hot blooded at the time. "Did you serve on one of those big turtle ships?"

[Hida Musasha]

He closes his eyes as he speaks, "Ya, th' Jade Fortress."

[Kakita Sugita]

"Spiffy. They looked awesome." This Kakita is obviously ignorant of the horrors coming from the shadowlands. "Guess that makes two of us at least who come from naval backgrounds already."

[Hida Musasha]

He shrugs, his muscular shoulders cascading water as they rise from beneath it, "There're others, but many have never faced combat at sea, 'n' o' those, even fewer ken swim wi' their armor on."

He takes the opportunity to stretch one of his arms, causing the shoulder joint to pop with a loud, hollow echo that invaded even the silent corners of the room.

[Kakita Sugita]

Ack! That's not right. Sugita thinks after flinching in imagined pain. "Yeah... So. Shinjo-san was telling me some interesting tales about horses running on water."

[Hida Musasha]

He looks at the woman, "Zat so? Sounds like th' work o' a 'genja er a tsukai."

[Shinjo Qulan]

"Shugenja, obviously." Qulan frowned.

[Hida Musasha]

The big man nods, looking a bit relieved, "Ain't natural, but I ken see how useful it'd be inna pinch. 'Specially if ya gotta warnin' about somethin' nasty on th' way 'n' no time ta circle a lake er ford a river."

A droplet of water dangles precariously off the tip of his nose until he runs both of his massive, calloused hands over his face and through his short hair.

[Kakita Sugita]

"Whichever. Wherever. However. As long as they aren't breathing green fire and trying to eat my soul."