waves lazily hit the sides of the ship. Sea birds circled overhead, while the aquatic life from the undersea swam underneath the vessel. The crew of the Albatross all seemed to be occupied with something.

Gillion could be found training, and Jay sat below deck, nose deep in a book on engineering she had borrowed from Ensa. As for Chip?

He sat in the crows nest, overlooking the crew and the sea. The sun seemed to halo him, his scars and flame tattoos complimented. He looked bored.