35. Making waves.
The sea-breeze caught Lucy's hair blowing it out in front of her as she stood by the railings of the boat. She had a feeling she was going to regret this, she usually did, but she was absolutely sure if she got it wrong she'd regret it even more. Sighing she grabbed a golden key and called the incantation. Moments later Aquarius was before her, separated only by a suddenly flimsy looking piece of wood.
"What do you want brat?" the spirit demanded. Lucy took a quiet breath and smiled at her, determined to make this go smoothly.
"I want your opinion. On Scorpio's contract."
"Scorpio's-" Aquarius began with a blush, but cut herself off and glared at Lucy "A contract is only between key-holder and spirit."
"That's why I want your opinion only. Ultimately it'll be down to him, so; would it be good for you if he had the same days off?"
Aquarius stared at her in shock for a moment before finding the words to reply "Well of course. Wouldn't you want to have as much time as possible with your boyfriend? Oh wait, you don't have-"
"-Enough, enough." Lucy interrupted the sneering remark "you don't need to keep bringing that up. That's all I wanted to check, you can go back now."
"Why?" Aquarius asked, without her usual tone.
"I've always done what I can to try and keep my spirits happy. I guess it just never really worked with you" Lucy added with a self-depreciating laugh
"Thank you"
Lucy looked at the spirit in shock but Aquarius was already closing her gate. Before she was completely gone, Lucy was sure she saw a smirk and a wave of an arm.
The ship was caught on the swell of the next wave and picked up so much speed from it the sails went slack.