The Proper Role-Play

I grab a railing, climbing towards the wheel, careful not to lose balance. "TURN IT BACK!" I yell, pointing to the wheel and a lever you knocked over.
 
I hiss and swing towards the wheel, barely grabbing hold. I turn it and move a few levers, the ship slowly turning back upwards with a creak. I then push Maelstrom out of the way. "No more taking ahold of the wheel unless permission by me, or an emergency." I hiss.
 
"Maelstrom took ahold of the wheel, spun it too much, and knocked over a lever." I say, grimacing. "No more taking ahold of the wheel unless given permission by me or in an emergency."
 
"But we need to make it over there." I point towards the stormy mountains. "Tess's mother may be there, and someone I know.." I say, taking up anchor again, flying towards the mountains.
 
"He won't kill you. I made a deal with my dark side, and the orange aura.. There's nothing to fear of him. In fact I may need his help again." I say, adjusting the course a little.
 
"You.. I don't know. It's only ever affected me, an orange moon.." I say, wondering. "He might take over your body, the good one, not the bad."
 
"It isn't good, nor bad." I hiss. "He would take over your werewolf form as well, and give, maybe, both me and you useful information.." I say.
 
"Well, I like to have control of my own mind, thank you. Last time someone tried to control my mind a few years ago I almost went mad. I killed that Djiin shortly afterward..."
 
"Well, go below decks when it starts getting dark, if you'd like." I say, keeping my eyes in the sky and making sure we keep our course:
 
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