Yuurei could feel the gravitational pull occurring when they were being shot up by the stream. He could only look down to see that the ship was not in a good position right now. He knew this would be dangerous, but wasn’t this a little too much? He was making sure that his hands didn’t slip off on what he was grabbing, so he made sure to hold on tight. While they were being pushed up by the stream, he heard Daimaru giving orders out for their survival. When he fully understood his order, he didn’t say anything, but started moving towards the right side of the ship. He looked around to see what else he could grab onto to make his trip to the other side of ship. He swung his body back and forth, and launched himself as hard as he could to grab onto a rail. He started moving as quick as he could even though he could feel the pull of his body.
He felt like the Sea below them wanted them to come back to where they belong, and that wasn’t the sky. When he moving he heard Mashyuu screaming about the tying the sail up in the beginning, and Yuurei figured it was because Daimaru didn’t want them to catch the wrong wind, when they got knocked up by the stream in the beginning. He wasn’t too sure, but his travels through different islands he had heard people on ships give orders like this when the sea got tough. Still, Yuurei had a job to do, and he wasn’t going to say anything. While he was using the rail to get to the other side one of his hands slipped, and Yuurei had almost lost his grip with the other hand.
”Holy shit!” he shouted as was hanging for a bit as he was looking at the fall, if he lost his grip. He had a nervous chuckle when he seen this because it was not something he wanted to do.
Yuurei was swinging himself now as he was trying to lift his arm up, but it wasn’t working. The thief grabbed his sword, Ichi and unsheathed it with the hand that wasn’t holding onto the rail. He could feel himself slowly losing his grip, so he had to act fast. Yuurei stabbed his katana into the ships wood, and he had done it right on time. The katana shifted a bit when he fell to its level, and he sighed because he had to act quickly. The thief wasn’t going to have leave his sword there as he seen that there was something else he was able to grab, and he jumped over to it until he reached the mast that Daimaru wanted to check on. Yuurei climbed on it, and since the ship was on a vertical angle that sails were horizontal now. Yuurei was holding onto the sail now as he was crawling on the mast. He was a bit nervous because he didn’t have his sword anymore, and knew that if he was falling he would need to grab onto something quickly.
The thief started to adjust the sail, so that it was facing the right side of the ship. While he was doing this, he knew something would happen when things went the way Daimaru wanted it. The sail had been adjusted to the wind, and Yuurei could feel the sudden jerk the ship made. It had gotten speed from the wind, and Yuurei had stumbled backwards, and soon his feet was off the ground. Yuurei’s eyes widen when he felt this, and soon enough he looked to his right, and noticed that the shroud was right there. He stretched his arms as long as they could go, and he was able to grab onto the shroud. His other hand was able to grab the shroud as well as his body smacked against it. Yuurei sighed and chuckled nervously as this wasn’t as fun as he thought it would be now.
@Daimaru