Pasha grinned at the other woman. This was more like it. Adventure.

"We should be on our way, then. All hands to their stations!" The girl commented as she moved towards the helm, her own station. She wasn't about to let someone mess up her beautifuly organised maps and drawing now was she?

The newly appointed Captain ran her hand reverently over the giant wheel, looked over her shoulder for deckhand floating about and assured herself there where no other people. She copied the motions of what she had often seen the old Captain do and whispered "It is nice to be equals with ye at long last lass. Please look after us me beauty." Pasha finnished by patting the wheel and yanking her compas from her belt, she wouldn't get anything done just by standing gossiping with the her ship.