
06-28-2008, 12:18 PM
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Holy fudgenuggets college is busy this semester!
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Re: Sun, Surf, and Demons (insaney)
Cadenza fumbled along the wall, trying her hardest to at least stay upright. Was she really this bad that walking had become this much of a challenge? The world couldn't be shaking this much...something was wrong. She wasn't sure how much more of this her stomach could handle.
Damned ocean, she thought, clutching at her stomach. She'd never have drunkenly boarded this thing if she...all right, well, maybe that thought was contradictory. "Drunken" and making a bad choice like boarding this ship that rocked like it was perched on a mountain peak with incredibly strong winds seemed to go hand in hand. She'd done this to herself, and probably would do something like this again. Enough of that line of thought.
But with her senses hazy or not, things were clear to her through the shadows. After all, she was the Spirit of Shadows in her world, was she not? There had been someone's shadow cast over her earlier...someone who had watched her, but hadn't had the balls, as she'd phrase it, to approach her. But that wasn't the only weird thing about this ship--something else was messing with the shadow it cast on the water.
Something's moving the ship. From under the ship.
Whatever the hell it was, it felt big. It was disturbing the ship a lot--Cadenza knew her walking hadn't been that shaky. Through the shadows, if she focused, well...it felt scaly. Very scaly. Sort of like Avello, but far bigger--and Avello being a sort of teenaged dragon, that meant a lot in terms of size.
The gypsy had no bloody idea how many other people were on this ship, but at the very least, she was in trouble if something was about to sink this boat--and that's all she needed to call her to action. Sitting down in the shade, she focused on the shadow underneath the ship, and prodded it a little with Shade Touch...
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