The trio reached the deck to find that their crew had finished collecting the goods, and had disposed of the slavers. " Lily, take her to my cabin and patch her up." Gajeel said gruffly as he handed the small fae to the large man before he started shouting commands to his crew. Lily carried the small woman through a door on deck, leading to the surprisingly clean captains cabin, only some clothes thrown here and there, the bed he sat her on looked barely used. " Tell me, little dancer, how you know our captain?" Lily asked as he grabbed a small kit and began cleaning her small cuts and bandaging them. The girl smiled softly, reminiscing. " I knew him when he was a boy, and I know bigger than a flower bud." She said quietly, holding out her hand with her fingers showing how big she was.

The man smiled sadly as he inspected a bruise on her arm. " Ah, that explains it then." He said, making her frown softly. " What do you mean?" She asked, holding out her leg so he could bandage her foot. " Our captain does not remember anything from his early childhood. His earliest memory was of awakening in the depths of a ship. The captain, a pirate name Metalicanna, had told the boy he rescued him from slavers. The only thing he had was his name." He glanced up at the fae who looked saddened, but then her face split into a giant grin. " Then I will make him remember me!" He looked at her, slightly startled, but then returned her smile as he finished bandaging her other foot. " I am Pantherlily, Gajeels right hand mane. Please, call me Lily." He said politely,  holding out his hand.

She smiled and took his large hand with her small slender one. " He named me Levyanna, Levyanna McGarden. Call me Levy." She said sweetly. The man grinned and placed a gentle kiss on her freshly bandaged fingers. " A pleasure Miss.Levy." she blushed slight but still smiled. Once he finished tending to her small wounds he stood, brushing off his black trousers. " Do you think you can walk? Join us on deck?" He asked and she nodded, slowly and carefully easing herself onto her feet. He offered her his arm and she smiled, wrapping her slender arm around his muscular one to keep herself steady before they returned to the busy deck. They had already left the slave ship, which was now burning in the distance, and were continuing eastward.

Many of the men paused in their work, if only briefly, to stare at the gypsy fae. She looked around, curiosity bright in her wide eyes as she watched the men work. Her eyes landed on the captain who stood near the helm, talking over a chart with a dark haired shirtless man. " And I'm telling you, if we dock East, they will be on her like flies on dung."Gajeel growled at him as the pair neared them and Lily chuckled slightly. " Now Grey, just because you don't want a chance of running in to her up North, doesn't mean you should put our guest in danger." The dark man said as he stared down at their map. The fae looked at him in confusion. " Thank you Lil'. Now I say again Grey, take us North." Gajeel grumbled angrily as he stood, removing his hat to run his rough fingers through his hair.

The dark haired man, Grey, roughly pushed away from the map to take his place back at the helm. " It will take us two days to reach land. When we do we will find you a place to stay, little fae." Gajeel said gruffly before heading back down to the main deck. Levy tensed slightly, glancing up at Lily who smiled reassuringly at her and nudged her forward. She took a deep breath of the salty air before carefully following the angry captain, keeping hold of the railing so her feet wouldn't give out on her. " Gajeel!" She called after him once she had reached the deck, hurrying after him once he turned to her. " I-I would like to stay... If that's alright." She said, looking up into his sharp eyes. " What are you blabbering about gypsy?" He barked, but she didn't flinch like most did. " Make me part of your crew." She said, gathering her confidence as she stared at him.

His eyes widened a fraction before he regained his composure. " What good would you be to me fae?" He snarled and she smiled, turning to Lily who had come to stand beside them. " Mr.Lily, your cutless if I may?" She held out her slender hand, causing both men to stare at her like she had gone mad. Nonetheless, Lily removed the blade from his waist and carefully handed it to the girl. It was on the heavy side for her small figure but she gripped it firmly and turned to the captain with a smile. "Along with knowing several languages that could be useful, I have also trained with a blade. If you would, Gajeel, put my skills to the test." She said with an easy smile. He frowned but stood a few feet away, tossing his hat to the side as he squared off with the strange woman.

The crew had gathered,  forming a circle around the pair so they could watch, some even hanging from above on the mast. Gajeel quickly lunged at the woman, not wanting to waste time and end it, but she easily ducked under his swing, her wings flaring slightly, causing her to dash past him. He turned to block her swing, which could have easily been a killing blow, and shoved her back. He came at her again, but this time she lept skyward, causing his blade to become stuck in the floor of the deck as her wings kept her aloft. With a quick kick, she made him stumble back, stunning him with how much force she had in the kick. She landed, light as a feather, and bent to retrieve his sword from the deck, tossing it back to him. He snorted slightly, sheathing the weapon. " Your form could use some work." He grumbled, refusing to admit to her skill. She grinned as she handed Lily his blade, lightly skipping up to him. " So does that mean I can stay?"

He snorted and turned back for the helm," We still need to dock,  we are low on supplies." He grumbled. She turned to Lily, who chuckled. " That means yes." She grinned and laughed, spinning lightly on her toes. She spent the rest of the day exploring the ship and meeting the rest of the crew, introducing herself. While everyone was eating on deck, Lily pulled out an old scuffed violin and played quietly, no song but simple notes. Levy smiled.

" Mr.Lily, can you play this?" She hummed a melody and he grinned. " That's my favorite song." And so he played as she asked, his fingers dancing along its neck as the notes drifted on the breeze. The gypsy stood then , and began to dance in the middle of the deck. Her movements were fluid and graceful, her skirt flared around her ankles as the bangles there and on her wrist chimed. Her feet barely touched the floor, and as her wings spread ever so lightly, they went touching. She hovered above the deck, mear inches but she never stopped moving until the song ended.

She hadn't realized the crew was watching her until they erupted into applause. She blushed brightly but smiled, bowing to the men. When she turned in Gajeels direction to bow, she saw him staring at her with burning eye, a tankard to his lips. He nodded ever so slightly in her direction and she couldn't help but smile and her face heated up even more. Not even a day aboard and she felt like she was at home here. As she laid in bed to sleep that night there in the captains cabin, Lily informing her that it wouldn't get used anyway,  she couldn't wipe the smile from her face. She drifted into what she thought would be a peaceful sleep, it was interrupted but the clang of a bell, followed by the bang of canon fire.