"We both have a bunch of gear, too. I have a secondary power. I can..sort of ignore gravity. But it's expensive so, it's not a good idea to plan on using it. Also I can't go up, only down or sideways. It's not flying, just...air walking."

"That's...weird but cool?  How expensive are we talking?  If it's good enough to use as a safety, I could toss you up and you could tie off a line so I could climb up."

"It's sort of like those old cartoons where the characters run off a ledge chasing something and don't fall until they notice they should be falling. It's not dangerously expensive to use for a couple of seconds.I could get away with using it more than I do but I lean hard on saving it for emergencies because well, it is very cool and attention grabbing so if I'm not careful with it I could get into trouble showing off with it."

"It really is a cool power.  I...hm.  Well, we can definitely get to the top deck, anyway.  And do a circuit around that?  We could get up with that crate, it should be pretty easy."

"You should learn not to say 'this should be easy' in a dungeon. I don't know if they can hear or understand you but they sure are good at making things that should be easy hard. But we can try it, carefully."

"Er.  Yes'm."  Hm, the crate isn't even that tall, how hard could it be Tim you LITERALLY just heard from a senior esper not to say this, what's wrong with you.  "Okay if I boost you up, then I buff you a little and use your arm as a rappelling point?  I can do most of the work, the buff is just so you don't hurt your arm."

"Sure, I can brace myself for you."

Great, fantastic, cool.  In that case, Tim will respectfully take Kuroko into his arms and lift her.  It's about eight feet to the topmost side of this crate, he's about six feet, so he should just need to lift her a few f- FUCK.

Swells coming in off the starboard bow, cap'n!  All hands, prepare for nasty weather!

Just kidding.  You don't get any preparation time.

She's been doing parkour and can recover from being dropped. And not roll too far away from him in the process.

"Oof. Maybe we should be using the bungee cords. Just to make sure we don't get thrown too far apart for my power."

"Yes'm.  Sorry about that, here - hook onto my vest?  And uh, I take your point from earlier.  Ready to try again?"

"Sure."

She needs to pause to get her harness on but she's got putting it on quick down to an art form by now. Then the cord can be clipped in place.

Okay.  Let's do this in a corner this time, where he can theoretically just hold her in position against the side of the ship.  Maybe.  How's that one?

Fine, unless you count a scraping noise as crates shift and settle.

Kuroko, your backlash ticks up for a few moments.

She's good at bracing with her legs to help him out with that (and has good legs).

"Something's nearby. Might have moved on though."

She really does have good legs.  However, Tim is a Professional and will not be Weird About it.  And it makes him think of Carol, a little, which helps with not being Weird About It.  "Thanks.  You see anything?"  Tim squints a bit, looking for signs of life.

"I don't see anything but there's a lot of hiding places."

(She's reminding herself very firmly that she Should Not flirt with this guy. It is Not Allowed.)

"Hm.  Well, you hauled me up the first one, the least I can do is return the favor.  Maybe we'll see some movement from up here."  He grabs the bottom of the railings and carefully tugs a bit - they'll hold his weight, probably.  Then he jumps a little, catches the side of the vessel on his knees, and hauls himself up the rest of the way.  "Okay, I'll lift you about a foot, then just put your feet on the wall.  Then I'll haul you up with the bungee cord, okay?"

Tim is meanwhile not even aware that flirting is an action available to him.

"Got it. Gimme a countdown from three."

"Three...two...one...go!"  And in short order, he's got Kuroko lifted up into his arms and deposited on the deck.

The vessel tilts alarmingly, but doesn't make a meaningful effort to kick them off.  This time.  Was that creak a crate shifting, or was it something more sinister?

No backlash uptick, so maybe just a crate.

"Nothing looking this way at the moment."

"Okay.  Well, it looks like about three hundred feet bow to stern, I think?  And about...forty feet port to starboard?  No idea how deep it is, and the report said cargo ships usually have a draft of twenty-five at the small side, and this seems small.  For, y'know, a ship this size."  Tim takes a second to radio the information.

Hey, that's actual movement.  And a humanoid figure, down at the midsection of the ship, maybe a hundred feet away.

"Something, or someone there.Do you see?" she points.