46 Vol 1. pt. 46 Patch 8.0: How to Train Your Crew (1/2)

Tabitha comes back to The Shoebill with a massive backpack strapped onto her. They have no idea how she's managing to run around with a backpack roughly twice the size of her body, but she does so with ease.

She even manages to somehow squeeze the backpack below deck.

Everybody goes to look at what she's doing.

As soon as she unzips the backpack, dozens of tools, materials, schematics, books, and piles of clothes shoot out from it! Not only was the backpack twice her size, but it looks as if she somehow condensed two times its size's worth of items into it!

Fenrir is pretty sure that he feels the ship sink lower into the water just from the sheer weight of everything she's brought onboard.

Tabitha slips on a pair of heavy gloves and straps a toolbelt on around her waist that has an arrangement of tools hanging from it.

”So, what's first?” Fenrir asks.

”I'm going to tear out every single nail and screw of this ship and replace it with my own! I can't trust her to hold up properly with anything but the best I have to offer,” Tabitha explains.

”Your... screws and nails are better?”

”Of course they are! They're specially made by me! Well, I guess it's fairer to say that they're specially transmuted by me. What I do is just buy some old rusty nails and the like from merchants trying to get rid of junk only usable as scrap metal,” Tabitha's explanation is already making Cassiel regret agreeing to the deal even more, ”and then I use a technique I developed durin' my time with the scholars to make them like brand new – better than brand new! Whatever metal they were made out of before, I turn it into Strismetal!”

”You created a new metal and named it after yourself?”

Tabitha excitedly nods.

”You're awesome.”

”Of course I am! Now, I've got lots of work to do,” Tabitha says before getting to work.

Fenrir leads the rest of the group back above deck.

”I was worried, but I like her,” Serra says.

”I'm still worried, but… I guess she's fun,” Cassiel says.

”There you go, Cass Cass. Fun is the most important thing. People shouldn't play games if they're not having fun playing them,” Fenrir says. ”Anyways, I guess we should wait for Olly and Bone to meet back up with us. We still need to hopefully convince them to enter the tournament with us.”

Rock barks, running down the pier.

Fenrir is ready to shout at Rock to come back, but he sees who Rock is running to.

”Speak of the… what's that saying again?” Fenrir asks.

”Speak of the devil,” Serra answers.

”Yeah, that. Speak of the devil. Well, devils. Wait, who's that?”

In addition to Bonekraka and Oleander, Oleander is clinging to some unknown guy's arm. He looks totally smitten. Surprisingly enough, this new guy doesn't look anything like what Fenrir believes Oleander's type is. This new guy isn't that tall nor masculine looking, has short blond hair, looks more like a pretty boy, and… actually looks like a pretty nice guy. Fenrir is used to Oleander bringing back guys that look like ex-prisoners.

”Who's this? Got yourself a new boyfriend?” Fenrir shouts out to Oleander, turning the teasing onto him for once.

”Yup!” Oleander shouts back.

”Wait, really?”

The only one who doesn't look shocked is Bonekraka. He's just groaning.

”We go to bar. Bar nothing like thought it would be. He met new guy and stuck to him entire time. Had to pry them off each other, but was too late. Got kicked out,” Bonekraka explains.

Excessive public displaying of affection definitely sounds like something Oleander would do.

”So, wait, are you guys like, actually dating dating? Like, it's official?” Fenrir asks.

”Yup! I know, crazy, right? I'd normally never date somebody I don't know in reality, but like, we just click,” Oleander explains.

”Yeah, and you've only known him for… a few hours?” Fenrir says, sounding wary.

They've only been in the city for half a day and they've already managed to acquire a new crewmember and one of them got a boyfriend.

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”Not everybody takes forever like you do, Fenny!”

”What's that supposed to mean?” Fenrir asks, not noticing Cassiel's and Serra's stares at him.