Percy, Marcos, and Nathanial wish them luck and safe travels. Nathanial steers the ship after them.

Scope and Chapalangi waved good-bye as well.

(Timeskip?)

(Sure)

After a few hours, Drayke let out a short snort, alerting his two passengers huddled low on his back that he had found Selkie's ship. Locke reached up and gave the beast a pat on the neck. "Good work. Mind the landing now."

The Wyvern circled around about four times before selecting a patch of ice thick enought to hold his weight. He swooped down and alighted on the frozen surface, extending a wing for Lock and Aries to slide off. From there, they carefully walked across the ice towards the ship.

(gtg)

Selkie spots Drayke and waves to him motioning to watch out for thin spots on the ice.

You're one to talk. No need to tell me how to deal with ice, Waverider. Drayke retored via mental link. Locke rolled his eyes at that, but didn't comment.
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Scope stood up on deck, wind rustling through his feathers as he surveyed the horizon. "Nate, we don't have long now before that storm hits us, I reckon." He called over.

"I know and this isn't just any old storm it's an ice storm," Nathanial shivers, "These kind of storms are more dangerous then you would think."

Selkie shakes his head, That's not what I meant Drayke I meant to be careful some of the ice is thinner then other parts because of the snowdrifts covering crevices.

Drayke snorted and shook himself. I know.
Locke sighed. Ignore him Laddie.
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Scope frowned. "Cap'n told us to stay far away from the ice."

"There isn't much we can do when an ice storm is coming at us," Nathanial reasons.

Selkie nods once, Alright Locke what do you need me to do?

Scope grimmaced. "Alright, so, what do we do to make sure we get through it safetly?" He asked instead.
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Help us onto the boat iffin that ain't askin' too much? Locke suggested.