Sayu stood on a mooring station of the pier, "How did you get the Coat Guard to do this?"
Matt smiled as he loaded bags onto the ship, "Proper blackmail."
Light began loading the computer stuff on the ship with the help of a few of the ship's occupants. "Sir, would you like this hooked up?"
Light shook his head, "In our current position it would be best to remain offline for a while, nonetheless broadcast a rogue signal from your ship, which could put you in danger."
The young man in the blue uniform smiled, "Oh… Right."
Light eyed him, "I'm fairly certain your ship follows protocols that would have said almost the same thing…"
B held a knife the the base of the young man's neck, "I don't think so…" Matt searched the man for identification.
"This isn't who he says he is, we should inform the vessel's commander of the missing member." Matt said while lighting a cigarette.
L stood on the pier in his usually haunched manner and stared at the large sea going vessel with his index finger on his bottom lip. "Her name is Dallas." An older man said behind him. L nodded and put his hands in his pockets walking up the gangway of the ship.
The Australian authorities took the imposter away from the ship and began the search for the real member of the crew. L instinctively asked a crew member to show him to the ships kitchen. "Oh, you mean the galley, yeah sure, once you come in from the door you'll turn right then go straight, you'll run straight into it." L nodded and wandered to the galley.
"You look hungry, you one of the Brits?" A heavier set man asked from behind the grill. L nodded trying to lean in to see what the cook was doing. The cook smiled as he kneeded dough and laid it out on the sheet pan. "Do you like focaccia bread?" L nodded eagerly. The cook gave a deep laugh and started seasoning the bread. "Call me, Mike." He gave L a warm smile. "My family is originally from England, I have a soft spot for Brits." He lifted his signature "Pine Cone" coffee cup and chuckled as L fell into the kitchen as the boat was released from the pier. His deep blue eyes met L's as he helped him up, "You'll have to get used to that."
L gave a half hearted smile, "Thanks." L grabbed a hold of one of the large kettles and watched Mike walk around the galley singing and whistling to the music on his iPod.
Light walked up to L and chuckled as L struggled to stand, "First time on a boat?" L gave Light a frustrated glare. B and Near sat down across from each other. "Well, C is getting our rooms and what not situated with one of the officers. Come on, leave the cook alone." Light held out his hand and L took it with an uneasy smile. Making Mike smile at the couple. Matt and Mello walked out the door next to the galley and out to the back of the boat, known as the fantail, to watch the ship pull away from Sydney. Sayu watched from the window, with a green hue to her face.
"Oh boy, got a sea sick one already." The doctor of the ship handed her a couple pills, "Take these, they'll help, if you need more my office is down the hall to the left." Sayu greedily popped them into her mouth. "They're dissolvable, so, just let them sit on your tongue." The doctor smiled and popped a cigarette in his mouth leaving out the same door as Matt and Mello.
Mello sighed as they departed Australia, "Too bad, such a beautiful country." Matt nodded silently as he sat on a mooring tie station. Mello sat next to him, "So… We held up our end… Oh, hey, there's C. I'm going to go ask him about our rooms."
C stood on the fantail expertly keeping his balance like a seasoned sailor while lighting his cigarette. He spotted Mello walking up to him and he grabbed him by the shoulder and led him back to Matt and spoke in a hushed tone, "Listen, they have no clue what we're doing here. Don't tell them, it's not their business, all they need to know is we're leaving in Panama. We'll be staying in officer state rooms, two bunks a room, and to keep things quiet I've bunked you with L, Matt with Me, B is with Near and Light is with his sister. No if ands or buts… Literally." C said sternly.
Mello pouted a little and Matt again nodded silently while playing his game and smoking. "Seems legit."
C watched Matt, "B and Near are already getting settled, I suggest the two of you do the same."
"Shouldn't you do the same?" Mello said taking a bite out of his newly unwrapped chocolate bar.
"Already completed." C said without emotion.
Mello stared at him, "I guess I should go get unpacked then… Seems like it'll be a journey."
C looked out towards the horizon, "We will be assisting them in their endeavors, we are not a transport mission, therefore, we will be moving at their usual pace, we should be in Panama in approximately three months."
Matt dropped his game and Mello stared at C, "Old man, you're kidding right?" Matt questioned hopefully.
"Negative, I understand not the nature of this, 'kidding'." C stated.
"Ah! Fuck me! We're stuck here for that fucking long?!" Mello complained loudly.
C glared at him coldly, "This is mission sensitive, you can and will deal with this, both of you." C shot an annoyed stare at Matt as well. Both boys hung their heads and got up to address their new living conditions.
C watched the wake of the ship as Light approached him, "Thanks for bunking me with Sayu."
C gave Light a sideways glance, "You were the only feasible choice."
Light leaned against the large encased machine gun, "I understand we are employed by this ship until our destination, what's our course of action?"
C flicked his cigarette off the back of the ship, "L's navigation skills will be most useful to them, you, wether you like to admit it or not, are from what I understand, an outstanding cook… So, it's not hard to guess where you'll be. Matt is savvy with electronics, he'll be helping their electronic crew. B is quite handy with machines, he'll be helping the engineers, Near is also quiet handy when it comes to repairs to miscellaneous items, he will be assisting the team that repairs and prevents damage. Sayu is pretty useless, she'll be helping the doctor, her knowledge of the medical field is fairly expansive, as well as she'll need a pretty steady feed of the medicine. Mello is very good at delegation, he'll be helping with the deck crew."
Light arched an eyebrow, "And you?"
"I'll be dealing with whatever you guys fuck up." C gave him a smirk.
Light let out a laugh, "So, you're in charge of us."
C closed his eyes and rested a hand on Light's shoulder, "Someone has to take the blame. And I'll be helping the aviators in whatever they need assistance with." C pointed to the helicopter. Light turned around and looked at the helicopter and waved at the pilot who was smoking on the flight deck of the ship who waved at him.