"I'll carry this injured young lass if you want?"

Gandal gave marluxia to nemo.

As he caught marluxia in his arms, he went with his new found friends. "So, what happened to her?"

*in Just's cabin on her ship*
"help me lay her down on the bed."

Gandal looked at marluxia, seeing what he had caused.
He quickly looked away in shame...

'What happens now?'

"I suppose you tell me what the hell is going on 'cause last thing I new I was having a drink at a bar and then you two are trying to kill each other." Just said

"Get her to safety?"curiously

"who are you?" Just asked

"I'm a friend"

The black-haired boy leaned against a wall, overhearing on the conversation. Magic... he wanted to know more about it, and it was likely that those people could help him.
He shakily pushes himself off the wall and slowly made his way to the ship where the voices were coming from.

Marluxia stired on the bed as images flashed through her head. A boy, a creature of the sea, a wall of water. And then a sound, a scream. She sat up panting and sweating and looked around the cabin. "Hey. How long have I been out for?" she asked drowsily. She looked past them to the door. A boy with black hair was coming onto the ship. The boy from the images, she realised. Her eyes widened.

After what seemed like hours on end tripping over carelessly strewn litter, the boy finally reached a wall. Taking the time to rest, he leans against the wall, and listens.
He could hear one of the voices from before, questioning another person. There was also someone who seemed to be walking somewhere... or maybe that was just somebody pacing around...
There seemed to be a slight breeze, which took the liberty of playing with the boy's unkempt hair. Not that that bothered him. What did was what he heard next; the sound of waves crashing along a solid object, most likely a boat, started to taunt him with what hia current location really was.
Dear god, he was on a freaking boat.

Marluxia raised herself from the bed, clutching her side in pain and walked to the boy who had come aboard. She steadied herself on a rail and looked out to the water. She closed her eyes and when she opened them again they were a watery blue. Water came up towards her and she reached out with the arm that wasn't clutching her side and touched it. The water travelled around her body and found the bruise on her side. The water was absorbed into her skin and she stopped holding herself in. Her eyes receded back to their green colour and the water went back to the port. Her collar length black hair was ruffled by some wind and she closed her eyes once more to embrace it's touch. When she opened her eyes she took a deep breath and fell to the floor. Not again, she thought. I can't go unconscious every time I use my powers. And with that thought, she fell from her consciousness.

Gandal suddenly awoke. He had been laying on a low wooden bed for the past three hours. His head pulsed and his arms ached. He stumbled to his feet groaning and letting out a roaring burp.

Just turned around to look at the deck below her only to see Marluxia passed out (again) on the desk below. She ran down and crouched next to the unconscious woman. Whispering something under her breath she placed her right hand over Marluxia's unconscious form. Her hand glowed a soft healing green and she stood up.

Marluxia's eyes opened to see the green light glowing in front of them. She touched her head which was pounding and sat up. "Thank you," she said to Just. She looked towards the man on deck who seemed oblivious to the whole scenario. He's blind, she realised. She walked towards him and placed a hand on his shoulder. "What's your name my good fellow?" she asked him.

At first, he jumped due to the pressure on his shoulder, and rapidly turned around to face whomever was talking to him."My good fellow... huh..." he thought to himself, wondering whether or not he could trust this person, who just seems to be too kind. And too close, according to the echoes he received when he ignored the multitudes of sounds from the sea. Nonetheless, he had learned that replying to questions was polite, and being polite usually made one not suspicious. He finally manages to squeak out a "My name is Maxwell, thank you very much, how about you", trying to make eye contact (or what would be eye contact should his bangs not obscure his eyes -- great job on trying to be normal and getting a normal haircut Max) with the figure.

"My name is Marluxia. I noticed that you are blind. Sort of, hence why I put my hand on your shoulder," Marluxia said. "Are you to stay on this fine vessel?"

"Well..."
Max just wanted to get off this ship; the waves were simply too loud, the space too cramped (for him, anyways), and the people left unknown. However, he was not going to leave without getting what he came for, and it's not like he could get off the boat now, with them being out at sea.
"I suppose so, if I could get a room..." he says, stepping back from Marluxia, who was currently invading the relatively large area he declared as his personal space.

Marluxia noticed that Maxwell was receading for personal space and stepped back. "You can have the room I was in. I will sleep with the crew," she said. "Would you like me to err... guide you there?"

Suddenly the floor shook as a large, beefy foot stepped from a dprrway followed by the imposing body of gandal. A place faced Gandal. Sweat coated his brow and his palms were the same. 'Hey...' He said awkwardly, putting a hand to his head. The recent events from the inn came flossing back, wave by wave the memories poured, like the waves that rocked the vessel.
Gandal saw a blind young man, he hadn't saw him before. He was about to say and who are you but he kept his mouth closed, putting his weary eyes back to Marluxia. 'Uh...' He mumbled, 'sorry about the yesterday...' He felt like a bird was inside his stomach trying to explode from his chest. Gandal stepped closer, he wanted to make up for the trouble he caused but didn't know how.
Suddenly before gandal could say anything else, he rushed to the side of the boat and threw up. He groaned in pain and anger.

"took you long enough." Just said to Gandal

Gandal flipped around to see Just. 'Hey!' He said warmly, trying to forget about puking.

Just smiled at him
"yo"

'Nice ship you have here.' Gandal said, admiring the vessel.