Monster Mash

Misdirection, Dammit Lewis!
"DAMMIT LEWIS!" Shouted a raging voice of a young lad. If only he had fourth wall awareness, he'd known he was perfectly in sync with the title. Anyway, this voice had been coming from none other than Gambi Marlow, who wasn't all too impressed with his Lieutenant at the moment in time.

"M-My apologies Rear Admiral Marlow!" Lewis attempted to defend his current position, using his hand gestures to persuade his superior. "It was an accident, I promise!" Lewis continued, eventually dropping to his knees as he continued to beg for mercy.

"Pick yourself up man, you look pathetic." Marlow stated, squeezing his stress ball as he attempted to gather himself. Yelling and screaming would do nothing for them now. He started to move towards his desk, clearly shifting through various drawers and desk in search of something. As he continued looking, the opening and slamming of the compartments just got more and more aggressive as he continued his search. "Lewis, do you remember where I put the uh-the thingy with the three needles?"

Lewis knew directly off the back of his head what Marlow had been looking for, reaching into a nearby shelf as he continued. "I believe you mean the sir?"

"Yea, that thing." Marlow walked over to his subordinate, continuing to squeeze the stress ball with immense anger. "Use it to get us to the next island please...I'll contact Gyokuryū and we'll get directions from there."

Lewis tampered with the Log Pose, he'd been quite experienced at using them in the past yet he wasn't all too skilled on his knowledge of islands as much as he was on gadgets and weather. "I'm truly sorry, sir."

Marlow sighed, taking a seat into his chair as he tried to calm himself. "Just don't let anymore sections of maps get cut by rouge sword slashes."

Lewis nodded as he exited the captain's quarters. He studied the direction the Log Pose was pointing to. Eventually, one of the needles found a stable magnetic field. "ALRIGHT LADS! WE'RE SAILING THIS WAY!" Lewis shouted, projecting a sense of leadership over the other occupants of the ship. Iridessa began to turn and pointed in the direction that the Log Pose was guiding her to. Although none of them had known yet, it was pointing towards an island known as Gonco.