Posted 02 February 2012 - 06:47 PM
The sand-ship captain wandered the connected decks of the sand armada city. Most of the crew was on shore-leave -- well, as much of a shore-leave as one could have on the open sands while pulled into the docks of an armada city. Amon was away, visiting his old admiral and comrades. She met one of them -- a wyvern-riding quartermaster named Haythem -- and saw another, but she hadn't been introduced to anyone besides Haythem. He'd gone off while Gytha had been registering them with the city's docks and now she was wandering the planks alone, relaxing as she took in the sights.
"Ahooooooy!" the faint call from above caught the captain's attention. The wyvern landed on the deck of the next ship and Gytha smiled, hastening her pace to meet with its rider.
"Ahoy, John!" greeted the captain.
"Captaiin..." sighed the rider as he slipped off of the wyvern's back with a weak smile, "Me name's Jamaal. Remember?"
"Ah, aye, aye, sorry. I always forget," appologized Gytha.
"It's fine," he shrugged. For a moment, his eyes studdied Gytha, then guessed, "Lonely?"
"Aye..." sighed Gytha as she looked over the sand-ship city.
"Saw ye earlier with Dr. Synthia," he mentioned, coming up beside her.
"Aye, aye, I was... It was fun, too, n' I appreciate th' time. This is Amon's city, though. Was excited t' have 'im show me around," she replied, disapointment evident in her voice, "This place is is new, is all... But" she forced a reassuring smile as she rested her hands on her hips "I also thought comin' here would be good fer Amon. Looks like it is, isn't it? HARHAHARR! He's probabla goin' around, talkin' t' friends he hadn't seen in a long time!" she gave an affirmative nod "Aye, this is good for him. No need t' be selfish when someone's just come home."
"Aye, that's the truth of it, isn't it?" agreed John, "...But I know yer still disappointed, captain. Don't worry. Ye'll enjoy yerself, even if things aren't goin' as ye thought they would. Ye always find a way t' smile, after all. Ye wouldn't be Captain Gytha if ye didn't! Harheharr!"
"HARRR! Aye, that's right! I guess it's just b'cause o' back then... When I couldn't trust anyone 'sides Maw. Amon was th' first stable friend I made after that," she replied.
"Worried he'll turn on ye? Can't ye trust'im?" asked John.
"Aye, I know I can. Ahh, would ye look at that?" Gytha responded, relaxing again as she saw the sun setting over the shifting sands, "Nothin' like seein' th' sunlight reflectin' off o' th' waves."
"Aye, captain," Synthia walked up to Gytha and leaned on the guardrail as the two were blasted by a gust of wind. Niether minded. John was just taking off again.
"Dr. Synthia, I'm surprised t' see ye here," Gytha commented.
"Why should ye be? I like a sunset just as much as th' next person. N' I couldn't leave ye fer long. Ye were pretty disappointed. I'm glad Jesse could talk t' ye while I went lookin' around meself," Synthia replied.
Gytha smiled at her friend. "Thank ye," she mentioned. She caught a glimpse of Synthia shrugging as she returned her eyes to the dazzling sunset: a golden ball of light, stretching its beams high and wide with a red glow boardering it. The gold rippled and shimmered on the sand and the clouds were all orange and pink. It was magnificent.