Yanopp, was in utter most concentration, as she sat on the deck, with crossed legs, her tongue sticking out of her mouth, turning a screw-driver in her hand.

Life on the Daunting, had quickly turned into a routine for the four young upstarting pirates.

Yanopp, was the person whom knew the most about ships and sailing, so she had instructed the others in how to do knots, set the sails, and steer the thing.

Elly was of cause the doctor, and had taken one of the rooms as a little infirmary, blushingly saying she was not that good a doctor, but Yanopp and Orion exclaiming she was sure to do more than well.

Damon had surprised Yanopp when it turned out that he had other talents than just to fight.

While Yanopp was terrible at mathematics, Damon was really good at it, so together, they could just manage to plot a course, in spite of neither of them ever having done so before. What an exsperience that had been.

"Didn't you say you could navigate!?" Damon had hissed at her, as Yanopp had gotten stuck.

"Reading about it and actually do it, are two different things!" Yanopp hissed right back at him. "At least I know the basics of it, which is more than you do!"

"You can't even use a square-root in your calculations!" Damon hissed. "Weren't you ever taught that stuff!?"

"Well I was.." Yanopp sniffed. "I just sucked at it."

And Damon had rolled his eyes.

Damon was also really good at sewing.. he had repaired Orions shirt, when it had gotten a hole, in two seconds flat. Which had made Yanopp point fingers and laugh loudly at the first mate ones again, making Damon hiss annoyed at her.

And Orion.. well he.. He.. He did his thing Yanopp supposed.

Well, he was a lot of fun to be around. And Yanopp knew how strong he was, his physical strength was unreal, he could lift up the cannons, as were they nothing! In spite of his short size, and his little sword, the half-moon, could cut through steal, as if the steal was butter.

They were all taking turns cooking.. but none of them were good at it.

Yanopp never had to cook for a day in her life, having servants to do it for her, Elly only knew how to make some very simple but boring stews, out of extremely simple things.

Damon had a thing for ridiculously thin soups and Orion.. well.. the rest had decided to deny Orion any access to the kitchen what-so ever after the disaster it had been to leave him in there for more than two seconds unattended.

All in all, they were seriously in need of a navigator and a cook! They could make due, but it was pretty bad.

"HEY YANOPP!"

"WARGH!" Yanopp screamed as she fell down on her back, and Orion was leaning over her, so his silver hair fell down in his eyes.

"What'cha doing?" He asked in a grin.

Wide eyed Yanopp looked at her Captain. "Don't.. sneak up on my like that." She gasped.

"I didn't." Orion muttered as he sat down in front of her with crossed legs. "You just looked very lost in your project. What is it?" he asked.

Yanopp frowned at him. "If it looked like I was busy, why disturb me?" she asked.

"I was bored!" Orion exclaimed. "There's NOTHING happening on this ship, it's soooo dull." He exclaimed falling down on his back, then at ones sat up again. "Hey! Wanna play?" he asked.

"Urh.." Yanopp blinked. "Maybe later, I'm a little busy right now." She hesitated.

"Busy doing what?" Orion asked.

"Well.." Yanopp swallowed. "You know.. erhm.." she swallowed. "When I tried to fire my slingshot at the marines it.. it didn't really work, that weapon is far to weak on its own." She muttered. "I kind of need bigger fire-power."

Orion blinked. "ooh, how you're going to do that?" he asked.

"Well." Yanopp mumbled, then picked up what she had worked with, and showed it to Orion.

"Hey." Orion blinked. "That kind of looks like a cross-bow, but it's so small." He pointed out, as Yanopp true enough, held a little cross-bow.

"Well, it's designed to be strapped on the wrist, like this." Yanopp showed, how to little cross-bow fitted on her arm, under the wrist so the front almost rested on the back on her hand. "You put amo here." She pointed. "It can be any kind of amo, and then fire. It's not much, but at least the firepower is a little stronger than with the slingshot." She sighed. "And there's no way to drop it, since it's strapped to my wrist." She show-cased.

"OOHHH! Try it!" Orion cheered.

"Well I.. this is just a test model really." Yanopp blushed.

"I GET A BOTTLE FOR TARGET PRACTISE!" Orion shouted, and with a swoosh ran for the galley, to return in a swoosh and run for the railing with bottle in hand.

Blinking, Elly looked up from the book that she was reading and looked at the running Orion, then at Yanopp. "What's going on?" she asked.

"Yanopp is about to test her new ultra cool weapon she build!" Orion exclaimed in a grin as he crossed his arms.

"Well." Damon smirked, as he appeared from above the galley, where he had relaxed by himself. "This should be interesting."

Yanopp pouted as she looked up at Damon. "It's just a proto-type!" she yelled up at him. "And a test, nothing more!"

"You're just saying that because you all-ready know you can't hit the target." Damon mocked in a smirk.

"I CAN HIT ANY TARGET!" Yanopp shouted back, shaking a fist up at Damon.

"Then poof it." Damon smirked, looking almost challenging at her.

"Dammit, you fancy bastard." Yanopp muttered under her breath, as she festooned her invention on her wrist. "Always think you are oh so smart don't you, four-eyed seamstress." She kept on murmering readying her weapon.

"You do realise I can hear every word you say down there right?" Damon asked looking down. "There's nothing wrong with my ears."

"Oh shut up!" Yanopp hissed back up.

"Nechan that language." Elly blinked.

"I'm sorry Elly." Yanopp muttered, stretching out her arm to take aim. "Orion, would you please step aside, I don't want to hurt you."

And Orion took one big step backwards, standing with his hands behind his back observing.

And Yanopp swallowed, as she carefully took aim, for a while she stood there, squinting her left eye together, as she took aim with the right… took aim.. took aim..

"Yanopp, are you going to shoot soon?" Orion asked.

"Quiet!" Yanopp hissed. "I'm trying to figure the weight." She mumbled.

"Don't be ashamed if you miss." Damon smirked, leaning his head in his hand. "It couldn't happen for every-one."

"Didn't I ask for quiet?" Yanopp asked annoyed, then aimed.. and fired.

A big clir sounded, as the bottle broke into several pieces.

Stunned Yanopp lowered her arm with the mini cross-bow as she blinked. "Wow." She whispered. "I.. I hit."

"YOU HIT IT!" Orion exclaimed. "THAT WAS AWESOME! DO IT AGAIN!" he cheered.

"That was really impressive." Elly as well smiled.

"IT WORKED! IT REALLY WORKED!" Yanopp yelled as she jumped up and down.

"Wauw, she actually hit the target." Damon commented, pushing up his glasses as he looked at where the now destroyed bottle had previously been.

"IT WORKED IT WORKED IT WORKED!" Yanopp yelled as she grabbed Orions hands, and they both danced around as they sang their triumphant song. And then Yanopp let go, to jump on Elly giving her a big hug. "ELLY LOOK IT WORKED!"

Elly smiled embarrassed by the hug. "Of cause it did." She told quietly. "You are really talented at these kinds of things. Good job."

"Well." Damon lifted an eye-brow. "Maybe you can be of use yet."

"Hey!" Yanopp shouted up at him. "Without me you wouldn't even have made it ten meters away from syrup, how can you go to sea without not even know how to set sails?" she asked.

Damon smirked at her. "Can't you take a joke?" he asked.

Stunned Yanopp blinked, then she grinned. "With you, it's pretty difficult." She laughed. "Seamstress!"

Damon merely rolled his eyes as he turned away, and went back to what-ever he had been doing.

"MAN!" Orion exclaimed as he fell down on the back on the deck. "I'm hungry!" he stated.

"Well, there's plenty of dry bred in the galley." Yanopp pointed out.

"I'm tired of bred." Orion muttered annoyed.

Yanopp sighed as she sat down, leaning her head in her hand. "We need a cook." She stated. "Some-one to keep track on food. I know nothing about food."

"Don't forget a navigator." Elly pointed out as she lowered her book ones again. "I mean.. not that you are not doing a good job Nechan, but you yourself admitted you have only read about how to navigate, never actually done it."

"So it's decided then!" Orion exclaimed sitting up as he crossed his arms. "We are going to find ourselves a navigator and a cook!"

Up high, sitting in a open window of a tall building, in the dry city of "Quittance." On the summer island, rose island.

Sat a pretty peculiar looking man, lazily he let his finger glide over the strings on his little mandolin, playing a soft little tone as he smiled.

His long dark brown hair was tied up in a horsetail, on his head, was a broad-shadowed hat, with a large white feather in it, he prided himself of the little, well kempt and well kept mustachio over his lip. Always perfectly cut.

On his feet's he was wearing tall boots, just with a little heel, and in his belt, he had his trusty rapier, he grant weapon.

And there he sat, playing his little mandolin, as he sang softly.

"Oh senorita Rosetta.

The rose that sees you must feel so sad.

Because compared to you, it'll loose all of its beauty.

Cause you have all the beauty, the world ever had."

Just in the window, opposite his, was that black-haired beauty, whoms name was indeed, Rosetta, giggling and waving at him.

"Alejandro!" Rosetta yelled. "You're so silly."

Alejandro how-ever, stopped his mandolin playing for a minor second, to throw his air kiss at Rosetta. "But my sweet! I love you, so forgive me if I sound silly, when people are in love, they always turn to fools!"

"Maria said you tried to warm her up to!" Rosetta yelled.

"Maria?" Alejandro asked. "I'm sorry, but the only name I remember right now is yours, Rosetta, I see no other women before me! You're the only one. Run away with me Rosetta! Let me love you!"

And Rosetta giggled, only to in the next moment, being grabbed by the wrist and pulled away, to be replaced with a big muscular man, squinting his eyes at Alejandro. "You." He sneered dangerously.

Alejandros eyes widened. "Uh oh."

"I heard of you! Coming here from the ocean, making a fool out of all the women. BUT I WONT HAVE IT!" he shouted, pulling forward a hand gun. "GO BACK TO WHERE YOU CAME FROM YOU BASTARD AND LEAVE OUR WOMEN ALONE!"

And a shot sounded, making Alejandros hand blow off his head.

Wide-eyed Alejandro looked at the man, then swallowed. "Well urh.. " and then he turned around to dug through window, grab his hat and run for his life.

"ALEJANDRO!" Rosetta shouted as she came back through the window. "I'll never forget you! I Love you!"

"And I love you to Rosetta!" Alejandro shouted as he appeared down on the road. "YOU'LL FOREVER BE IN MY HEART!"

"GET OUT OF HERE!" the man from above shouted, firing even more shouts at Alejandro. Whom turned around, and ran.

"Jesus." Alejandro swallowed as he ran. "Is that a way to treat one of the worlds greatest adventures?" he asked. "If you are a true adventure you got a girl in each port, every-one knows that." Then he smirked as he dug through his jacket, and hugged what he looked for. "But I get what I came for, so it's okay." He grinned as he pulled forward a map. "Treasure, here I come! Man, I hope I can find a ship with ladies on it to sail with this time." He sighed deeply, as he ran for the harbour.