Alex Bradan
The Scuttle, docked in the Fuyuki harbor.
"Piercing through twelve obstacles?" Alex thought for a moment, trying to recall if he had ever heard of such a thing, but drew a blank. It sounded more like something one would expect from a bunker busting bomb, or some other terrifying modern piece of military equipment, than from a hero with a bow, no matter how saturated with Prana and Mystery he might be. "Sounds like quite a shot."
More importantly his Servant was one who had been lost at sea, and was now actually refusing to venture to far out onto it. It made little sense to him, for a Servant, even if they were to become lost at sea, it should have been a simple matter to assume spirit form and fly back to shore over the waves. Still, he supposed that every man has his phobia.
"I can promise you, in this day and age becoming lost at sea is no mean feat. I will not be venturing out as far as that, for I don't think this ship has enough fuel in it to take it beyond the range of easy rescue. Not in this part of the world. If it troubles you so much though, I can promise that I will only sail out as far as is necessary to loose sight of our pursuers. I don't see them following us in another boat, and if they do you should be able to sink it with no trouble no?"
Alex rose and gestured for his Servant to follow. Crossing though several corridors he came to a flight a steel stairs and ascended onto the deck. They were siting in harbor under a clear night sky. Around them in every direction a small fleet of other ships stat, bobing in their places. Some were more run down than The Scuttle itself, while others, great white yachts, shone pristine and beautiful in the moonlight.
"If a Clock Tower magi comes at us it will be in one of those." He said gesturing to the slick looking yatchs. "They will be marginally faster than us, but unenchanted. Could you sink them if it came to it?"
@Cu Chulainn