Watching the waves (open for crew, others pm me)

[Sinbad]

She had hit a nerve there and she had formulated her words in a way that gave Sinbad no real oportunity to answer her question without sounding as if he was either trying to justify himself or trying to beat around the bush. He gave her a short half-glare that indicated he was not one to stand here and talk about his ´emotions´ as Bryn had called it, even though of course this was no reason to yell at her. Instead he gave a dry chuckle. "Of course he played on my emotions." he said. "I thought he was keeping a member of my crew captive." He shifted a bit, hooking one thumb in his sword belt. "She was... is a sorceress apprentice." he then said. " What else? Everything he might possibly say was either an understatement or was bound to sound lot like self pity and ... too much to be mentioned on a random chat.

[alex]

Bryn bit her lip and thought about it. She did not want to go to far. But she also believed talking about it would cure some wounds. Looking at him and thinking, she finally smiled and spoke. "You care about her, don't you. What was she like." She did not want to sound like she was playing with him, but she was determined to get to the bottom of this. Besides, she, herself, was interest in hearing about this woman which no one seemed to mention.

[Sinbad]

Sinbad pointedly ignored the first question and looked up to the sails for a moment, thinking how to phrase his words. "She...got us out of quite some tight spots with her magic." he finally said. "even though she didn´t have full control over it. And she did have quite a temper." Mildly put, he thought with an inward smirk. Oh yes, he missed bickering with her...

[alex]

Bryn smiled that she was going somewhere and not agrivating the captain too much. She figured that if anybody could talk to the captain about Maeve, it would be her, because she highly doubted the captain would get mad at her. But, be careful Bryn. Be suttle. Very suttle. After thinking more what she should say, she spoke. "Temper?"

[Sinbad]

"Temper, yes." Sinbad replied. "She knows what she wants. And she doesn´t like when you treat her like a weak woman." That probably was the closest description he could muster to avoid going into details that told about how often she had rendered him speechless in how many ways.

[alex]

Bryn listened contently on what Sinbad told her. She could not help letting of a little laugh but kept it in. "Something tells me that you two got in a lot of arguments."

[Sinbad]

Sinbad grinned, partly amused and faintly annoyed. He could tell Bryn was being careful with her questions but her questions were not too comfortable nonetheless. "What makes you think so?" he asked.

[Doubar]

Doubar was standing at the tiller. With his eyes staring aimlessly out to the seas, he enjoyed the quiet peacefulness that a shift could bring. *Such a wondeful day* he thought while taking a deep breath of warm summer air. It carried the salty scent of the seas but somehow he was sure he also could smell the earthy scent of land. They were close to Basra. He knew it.

A squeak from above distracted him in his pleasant thoughts. The brown hawk was circling high above and watched the crew and the ship. For only a while he followed the bird's fly when finally his eyes spotted the couple standing at the far side of the ship. Obviously Bryn had joined his little brother and from what it looked like they were lost in a conversation. But it was no normal one, he could tell. He saw it in his brother's face. Even from here he could see that frown that only formed upon it when it came to a certain sorceress that had been lost in the waves one year ago...

[alex]

Bryn was somewhat surprised by Sinbad's comment, but she knew she should have expected it. Man, why does Sinbad try so hard not to talk about Maeve? Did he care about her so much it hurt to talk about her? Did he love her? Bryn put on a questioning look. "Because you said that she had quite a temper."

[Sinbad]

Sinbad was about to reply something like ´And I do look like someone who´d clash with a temper?´ but he bit down on that remark. It looked like Bryn had been worried and even though he did not like sharing feelings he could understnd her. He would have done just the same, so how could he blame her? He shook his head, then nodded "Now and then, yes." he said, answering her earlie question.

[alex]

This answer was totally unexpected. "Now and then, yes, what?"

[Sinbad]

Her confusion showed that he was more alert to what she was asking and what she was playing at that Sinbad would admit. "You asked if we had argments because of her temper." he reminded her, slightly amused. "Yes we did. Now and then." He glanced over to the tiller, somewhat glad that Doubar was out of earshot most likely. His older brothe would surely have reacted with laughter at the captain´s understatement.

[Dermott]

Dermott tried to forget for a while about the Nomad. He wanted to free his mind and concentrate on what he was feeling. His visions have always been a double-edged weapons and even if sometimes he had been able to uncover parts of their true messages, usually ended up missing the key to solve their secrets.

It has always been difficult to call at his will those kind of predictions, which were almost spontaneous. But the growing sense of haste didn’t leave him, so the hawk was pretty much determined to make another effort, and to evoke again the scenery he had glimpsed for a brief moment.

[Doubar]

Doubar saw the two standing unmoving at the railing. Although he could guess from Sinbad's face the issue they must have been talking about, he could not tell just what exactly they did discuss. A sudden glance from his brother, mixed with a light smirk that could have easily been missed if one had not looked properly, caught his attention. He raised a questioning eyebrow at the younger one but obviously Sinbad had not seen it as he simply turned back to the brunette and went on speaking...

[alex]

Bryn raised her eyebrow. "You argued with her now and then." Bryn tried to hold back her laughter. Boy, I would sure like to meet this woman who could argue with Sinbad. "What did you argue about?"