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Started May 05, 2019 by @croccin-champagne

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Damian hummed in agreement, feeling surprisingly calm. “I’m packing my bag and strapping it on just in case. We have a little time still, but I suggest you do it by noon.”

"I've got everything I need on me, but I'll keep that in mind." Catori patted one of her pouches, lips twisting up to one side. "I wanted danger, I guess I found it."

“Hopefully we don’t get blown to far off course.” Damian leaned against the railing. “I don’t want to miss anything.”

A light rain began to fall as the clouds got closer, slowly but steadily. "I hope so too." She was fiddling with her pendant again. "Though I mostly just hope it doesn't get close to home."

“I hope it doesn’t get close to your home either.” Damian replied, withholding his own icy attitude towards his family. “I ought to go pack. Be careful, Miss.” He got to his feet as the rain started to fall, moving quickly towards the cabins.

The rain was steadily picking up the pace, and Catori was just starting to get worried. With Damian, a distraction and figure of calm, she wasn't quite focused on the little knot of anxiety in her gut. Grant my family reprieve from the storm. She pushed off the railing, slipping towards her cabin.

Books. Damian had a lot of books. He stowed away as many as he could, often rearranging and swapping them out based on importance. Another thing he realized was that he didn’t have much else in his possession. He had clothes and books. It was just a little depressing.

Catori didn't have much with her. She'd brought nothing but herself and a single bag on board with her, which was turning out to be a fairly helpful thing right. She surveyed her cabin, for anything she'd dropped, and the looked up at the wooden boards serving as her ceiling.

Damian sighed, quickly shutting his bags, lifting the sack of clothes over his shoulder after a decision that if something happened they would be far more helpful than schoolbooks. He made his way out into the deck of the ship, squinting as powerful winds berated his face.

The ship was rocking as Catori made her way back on deck, and it was a miracle she hadn't once lost her footing. She moved out of the way of a crew member, a boy who looked like he had most definitely lied about his age. They were attempting to change course, to dock in a harbor along the way to wait out the storm.

Damian crept up to the edge, grabbing ahold of the rail and watching the frothing ocean. A deep rooted fear of sinking into the oceans watery depths filled him, but as long as he could call for help, a creature of the water was likely to aid him.

The storm was already bad enough, and it was supposed to get worse? Catori looked up at the dark and angry sky as she walked, bumping into the rail on the side if the boat with an oof. She looked down at the water, suddenly incredibly worried about the creatures underneath the surface.

Damian held fast to the railing, his courage slipping away. Alarm built deep in his stomach, forcing him to cling for life. Going down into the cabins was a death sentence to a watery grave. He was certain of it now. Lightning struck the water nearby, illuminating Damian in his current state— small silhouette braced against a vast storm.

A small noise slipped from Catori as lightning struck, and she pressed a fist to her mouth to muffle it. She flicked her eyes up, looking for some sort of distraction from the memories threatening to surface, and the icy fear creeping down her neck, and caught sight of Damian. And he looked about as scared as she felt.

The waves crashed against the ship and Damian felt himself pitch and turn with it. The wooden rail he had a tight grip on grew slick with water, and when the ship pitched sideways again, he went sliding down spwith it, crashing down onto the wooden deck and screaming as his neatly cut fingernails found no purchase to keep him secured.