When Kai had first been assigned as Nira's crew, she had jumped every time Nira had made an appearance and scuttled behind the nearest buff looking man. She had no idea what Nira's idea of 'fun' was, nor the true essence of being a pirate. As the years went by ((ok, only like two but whatever)), she learned what it was like to be a pirate, and enjoyed it. So she stayed with the trade.

But that's getting off the point. Kai had grown so used to Nira's attitude and way of living, that she didn't jump when Nira walked up in an almost intimidating fashion. Nor did she recoil at the inquiry of whether or not she got the ship ready. "Eh, either way I'm sure the crew's so freaked out you'll beat 'em that they probably finished an hour or so ago." She was still sitting in the shade, though hauled herself to her feet, wobbled a bit ((from standing up to quickly)), and then regained herself. "Anyhow, did you get any good loot, or the usual?"

She shook her brown orange hair out of her eyes, almost glaring at it. She regretted cutting it with her dagger now, seeing as she was shaking and blowing it out of her face almost constantly, unless she was fortunate enough to be facing the wind. She was wearing that trench coat she seemed to have a habit of wearing, despite the heat. She looked off to the right where Nira's boat lay in wait, people crawling all over it and yelling orders at each other now that Nira had made her appearance.

Kai stretched, though looked vaguely interested in the treasure that was held in Nira's hands. "Aww, nothing real cool? I can't remember the last time we had something... I dunno... Not... plain? But hey, treasure's treasure. Better than nothing." She added the last part in for fear of making Nira angry. She didn't fear Nira like some ((only because she had been part of her crew for so long and had gotten used to her)), but no one wanted to experience her wrath needlessly.

"Anyhow... yeah, I'm coming." She took long elegant steps for the ship, trying to hold her head higher than the broad muscled men that surrounded her. Nira was right; All brawn, no brain. This was displayed by various mistakes in setting up the ship. "Forstay's not loose enough," she said, twanging the forstay with a finger, before continuing berating those around her. "Pull the main sheet tighter, and block it off with a stronger knot." How how she enjoyed the fact that she had gotten to know ships so well; it was extremely satisfying to see they're confused faces.

With a pang of guilt she remembered how when she first started out in this trade, she, too, had that confused look with a higher ranking shipmate told her off for certain things. So she shut her trap for now, but looked almost sadly at the foc's'cle ((place where crew members sleep; in the bow of the boat)). She hated that place. It was easiest to get seasick there, considering it was stuffy from so many people sleeping in it at once. Even 15 was a lot, and enough to make her rather sleep on the deck. She stuffed her hands in her pockets again, leaning against the railing. She was looking forward to eating in the town; often times you could manage to swoo a man enough that he'll agree to pay for your dinner. Then you split before he can say anything when it's so expensive. Basically this meant that they got to eat as much good food as they wanted to without paying. What a deal!

Kai had, in fact, gone to kneel by the circular opening that was the foc's'cle, and was now snarling at it. "Oh how I hate you." She growled, glaring knives. She stood up before Nira came out and before she could be berated with questions, walking around and checking various areas of the ship such as making sure the sheets ((ropes)) were tight, sails were prepared to be hauled up by said sheets, there were no holes in the boat, etc. etc.

Once Nira came out of her cabin, Kai trotted over, hoping that they could go into town soon. She was starved, and a growl of her stomach told so clearly. "So. Should we go into town soon?" She inquired. "Even though I notice you've dressed out of your... what would you call it..? Formal attire? Sure... Anyhow, I figure we could still manage to get some man or another to buy our food for us. Maybe if we could get him drunk first... that usually works." She tilted her head in thought.

She leaned on the railing, staring out into the ocean. There were clouds in the distance, but she was lucky enough to see that they weren't thunderheads. Or any matter of stormy weather; just clouds and maybe fog, which didn't matter since they sailed with the trade winds anyhow. Not like they could get much anywhere else unless absolutely necessary; they had square sails. Kai had seen sailboats, which could even go upwind without much difficulty, but had harder time going downwind. She had always wanted to sail one of those, but knew it wouldn't last long in the rough ocean. Her thoughts were torn from her when her stomach rumbled again, and her face turned a pale shade of red from embarrassment. Shaddup.