Looking out of the window Razor looked at the distant thunder clouds with longing from her dull purple eyes. Shaking her head causing her short black hair to sway Razor got up from the window pane and went back to the work of bandaging her arm then getting back to work at carving a ship with realistic waves into the block of wood in her hand. Nodding to herself Razor smiled and set out the door quickly to hurry the craft to the shop where a woman would be selling it. Once done Razor again nodded then ran her way through the village toward the harbor to stand at the pier where the weather was horrible, pulling her hair in every direction, waves spraying her with ice cold sea water, and the waves leaped from the sea to land at her feet trying to knock her from the pier and into the ocean. Grinning in pleasure Razor smiled and spun around the dock somewhat in a graceful water dance careful not to slip into the ocean. Then the rain started feeling like little needles prickling the skin. Sighed contently Razor let the rain and ocean spray wash over her before closing her eyes and listened to the roar of the wind while imaging herself at sea on a pirate ship. Opening her dull purple eyes that where sparkling and gleaming with a determination as she started at the ocean that stretched before her that was chaotically tossing and turning. Continuing to watch the waves Razor gave a cry of shock as a submarine rose out of the water a few feet from the dock and she stumbled backward before falling flat on her back on the pier and staring dazedly up at the sky for a few seconds before sitting up groaning and regaining her breath. Once she got her breath back she watched the submarine with her sharp calculating eyes in caution and got to her feet. Looking at the ocean once more Razor sighed and walked off the dock as the submarine reached it. Looking at the submarine in caution Razor backed off but didn't get far since a guy rushed after her with a hat that had the word penguin written on it. "What island is this?" The guy asked looking at Razor in expectation. "It's an unnamed island not many find this place so it's rare to have visitors such as yourselves." Razor said in a bored tone and started to walk away before another question was thrown at her. "Which way is it to town? What's your name?" a man asked coming up beside the guy who had asked the first question. Razor sighed in exasperation "I'll show you to the city. I'm called Razor how 'bout yourselves?" The guys grinned and patted Razor on the back before introducing themselves as Penguin and Shachi. Razor smirked at them and then stared up in awe at the polar bear that stepped out of the sub holding the sword for the lanky dark man beside him Razor concluded and shaking her head slightly looked at the rest of the members running all around the sub deck tending to some things than others. Razor scratched the back of her head and looked back at Penguin and Shachi grinning sheepishly "how many do you have on your crew?" Razor asked voice straining somewhat to be heard over the crashing waves. "About 15 crew members. I know it would seem like a lot of people but it's really not." Shachi said grinning back at her. "Shachi, Penguin go into the town and find an inn. And who may I ask is sharing your company?" A bored but amused voice called from the submarine at the dock. Turning Razor could see the lanky figure of the dark haired man on the railing of the sub looking at his two crewmembers expectantly. "This is Razor, captain." Penguin Shouted back before he and Shachi looked at Razor expectantly. Razor nodded then began showing Penguin and Shachi towards the village.