Sebastian looked over his ship from his lofty position at the helm. The Lady was looking impeccable, as ever. The Fangs had just arrived at Amduat, so Sebastian deemed it necessary to ensure she was looking her best. His hands found their way into his dusters pockets. His swords clattered softly against his legs as he began to walk around and check on the progress. He stood in the middle of the ship and shouted "ALLRIGHT MEN!" The crew stopped what they were doing and looked at the captain "She's fine now, take a break" he nodded slowly and smiled underneath his obscuring bandanna.
The sailing had been difficult for the crew, so Amduat may be a good chance for them all to stretch their legs and to get away from each other. As close knit as they were, there's only so many days you can be in confined areas with the same people before snapping under the slightest of pressure.
Sebastian looked up to the sky and idly thought on what insane Marines would try and board the Lady, the thought of even a small fight made him slightly giddy with elation. Then a thought struck him, he needed to be ready
"SHAZKZ! FRONT AND CENTER!" He shouted, calling out to his giant shipwright.