She walks up and waves. "Room for one more?"

One of the men looks over Sable. "Sure, but a lot of us like going really fast and being on the edge of falling over. It's more a question of whether it'd be fun for you."

"Hah! Yes please. Haven't sailed in fifteen years, so let's assume I've forgotten nearly everything, but I learn quick."

He lets Sable step onto the boat, before untying it and letting it slowly build speed as the wind blows it forwards. He slowly introduces her to the basics of sailing small, fast boats like his, as it races over the waves.

She laughs delightedly, everything coming back like riding a bike. "Oh I've missed this."

Her hands flow smoothly across the ropes, she leans hard into the turns, her grip is steady. She plays out the ropes when she needs to, and her sea legs are back like out-of-touch besties.

He's impressed by how Sable's sailing skills return, noticing how quickly she manages to use the ropes and steer the boat. "You're a natural at this, you know that? You're really flying over the waves."

She grins brightly at him, hands still on the ropes and the rudder, eyes sparkling. "Every time I get on a ship I feel like I'm coming home. Thank you for the compliment."

"I'm glad to hear you're enjoying it! I think some of the quick submarines can be really fun to cut through the waves in, if you love flying on the waves like this."

"I've never tried a submarine before. Worth a shot, at least." 

She trims the sail a bit as they turn closer into the wind.

The wind keeps blowing them forwards, sending a strong spray of water all over Sable's body. The sea is calm enough that it stops the boat moving too unexpectedly, letting Sable control where she's going. Several people enjoying the beach are looking on at Sable in admiration.

Well, let's give them a show. See if she remembers how this works. She needs a lot of speed going into it, but...

She turns to run entirely with the wind, easing the sail out all the way to build up as much momentum as she can. Then comes the tricky part. She has to trim and ease the sails very fluidly and precisely throughout, to keep her speed up. First she starts a slalom, dipping back and forth without losing speed. And then suddenly she sharply steers into a circle, using the momentum she's built up to carry her all the way through the wind not once but twice, before zipping back toward the docks and slowing back down.

By the end of it her muscles burn just a little at the unfamiliar exercise and she's sure any of these sailors could do better, but she's proud of herself just the same. 

The man on the boat is delighted at seeing Sable steer it so well, cheering as she maneuvers it faster and waster through the wind and waves. "You're a natural, you know that? You could give most of the guys meeting here a run for their money! Name's Charles, by the way." After coming back ashore, he rushes to find his phone and asks to share numbers with Sable. Near the beach, another woman, dressed like Sable and swimming on her back, waves at her. "Can you send me on a ride like that some day? That looked so unbelievably fun!"

She grins, blushes a bit, and exchanges numbers. "Oh, I don't know about that. I'm sure y'all have people who've been doing this longer and can do better. But I definitely had a lot of fun and plan to keep coming back."

She blushes a decent bit more when the woman swimming compliments her and asks for a ride.

But she breaks into a big grin and nods. "I'd love to. Name's Sable. Wanna exchange numbers when you get back out of the water?"

"Or we can hang out some other time?", she continues. "I think you're looking really pretty in those clothes, too. I like how formfitting the outfit is. And the color, I think it's just fantastic."

Did she just get hit on? She just got hit on. What.

The shock doesn't get to stop her at all, though. She manages to keep is almost entirely internal, and replies with a grin. "Definitely. I'm new to the music scene around here. Would you like to grab a meal and a show sometime?"

"Absolutely! Would you ever be in the mood to try out diving with me? They've put out a bunch of new chests to find, and I'm really excited to see what's inside them with someone else."

"Ooooh. That sounds fun. I'll need to get a bit of diving gear, don't have any tanks, masks, or snorkels yet, but exploring with a new friend — and a pretty one at that — sounds like a great time."

She slowly and elegantly makes her way out of the water, revealing that she's tall, with long legs and arms, long black hair that reaches her shoulders and slightly tan skin. Her facial features seem like a mix of many ethnicities, with Sable struggling to recognize which ones. "Yeah, doing it for the first time, and doing it with newbies, is such amazing fun. I know it's gonna be fantastic." Her suit, startlingly similar to Sable's is quite tight in the rear, like everywhere else...

Ink and Salt she is so gay.

"Shared experiences always improve things like this, agreed. Goodness, I'm going to have to go back to the wetsuit guy. Do we want snorkel, tank, or free-diving for this?"

"Well, it'd be very uncomfortable to free-dive or snorkel for the chests! But yes, it'd make sense to meet the watersports tailor. He has a huge supply and range of options. I'd really enjoy helping you pick out some gear, it's just that it'd be a bit late to get started with the process now, I think. But I'm very free to join you in getting some equipment and practicing in a pool tomorrow, if you're really eager!"

"Sounds like fun! Meet at the store? What time works for you tomorrow?"

"Around 9? That's enough time for a breakfast, too."