Ah, finding boats. A task that Jasdebi was certainly working at. After all who would give up the chance at catching Cross when he was willing to give out his exact location? Obviously not them, it was payback for all of the debt and hell they've been through just trying to find their prey. While said exorcist was in America, the duo were having trouble finding a boat of the sort to travel across the ocean. Maybe even someone to actually navigate it. Jasdero wouldn't dare thing of swimming and pulling the boat as he has pulled carts. It would ruin his golden hair, and besides who would do such a stunt as that? Well, if they were that desperate-


 "Debitt..." The blond one whined as he followed the other without question. It was about nothing particular, he just wanted the attention of his twin. "Aren't we going to find a boat? Hee?" Flashing a small smile with his stitched up mouth. He pointed at his mouth at the question, -which had a very obvious answer- watching Debitt closely as they made their way around the junk scattered around the ground. It was starting to become more of a ship wreck then a shipyard.


((Sorry for the short post and being late to getting to it. Swarmed with messages for some odd reason. D: 
This is just to start things off, not sure how you prefer your style of roleplay but we can change it, I'm fine with whatever you prefer.))