Chuuya was resting on his bed and drinking wine, meanwhile the captain, Dazai, was drawing at his desk. Surprisingly enough, for once they weren't arguing, which was an often occurence due to the two sharing a room. At some point, a crew member barged into their room and called them both to the deck, since apparently there was a problem.

Chuuya groaned, getting up and dragging Dazai along since he knew the man probably wouldn't come otherwise.

"For god's sake... The hell is the problem?"