They had long since forgo their respective ships and were fighting on a floating log in what appeared to be a game of chicken where the one who slipped would fall into the water. Each had managed to slice off some of the other's clothing with the fast swipes (some of Zetta's looked a lot more deliberate than Lash's). She had been using all of her footwork learned thought the training on the ship, experience and her Ranger training to keep up with Zetta's own as she used her sword with surprising dexterity.

"Yarrr! You'll never take me alive!" She taunted, jumping up from a swipe and back onto the platform trying to make Zetta fall overboard. This was so much fun! It was then that she turned left and...

"HOLD IT!"

The entire scene stopped. Literally. The waves didn't move, the two waring ships in the back had cannonballs and Prinnies still in the air, the fires froze mid-burning and as she dodged the last attack from the Overlord, Lash pointed with an angry finger at her Commanding Officer.

"The hell? Zetta! Are you trying to distract me with having an image of Hawke standing by the seashore?" She looked none pleased about it either. "Good try, but he's at least an inch taller!"

Technically, she was half- right. Lash hadn't calculated that right now, her commander wasn't wearing any boots. They were rather rare on the ship.