~:RAWR:~

On our way

Night hadn’t realized that Liz had woke up and while he was swimming the barrel of rum to shore, he had be concentrating so hard on his task at hand that he nearly jumped out of his skin at her touch. “Good grief my lady!” He looked at her while attempting to touch the sea bed, being 6’ 7” that wasn’t too difficult a task. She giggled at him and he just shook his head with her amusement.

“So uh… what?”

He raised an eye brow at her and thrust his chin towards the shore that he was attempting to get too. “I’ll do all the work wee one, let’s get you safe and dry and then we can figure out what the plan in from there.”

He had touched bottom by now but had to bring his head above water to breathe every now and then. He seemed to have amazing lungs and could hold his breath for minutes! Liz looked at him with some worry but every time she saw him come back up she would sigh in relief. His silver eyes sparkled in the now sunny skies and the sun was starting to dry up Liz’s hair. Night couldn’t wait to get on dry land and start a camp fire so that they could dry off.

Duh nuh

Opening her eyes slowly, light flooded into her sight, causing her to quickly shut her eyes to stave off the impeding light. After a few moments she cracked them open slowly. She was staring up into the sky. Odd... I went to sleep below deck during the storm. Maybe I sleepwalked up onto the deck? Ah well...

Elizabeth started to stretch when she realized something felt weird. She was... rocking? No, bobbing, up and down. Yeah... now I'm confused. Carefully she rolled over, noticing as she did that she was surrounded by water. Everywhere. Trying not the panic, she finally looked to her right and saw Night. sighing in relief, she poked him on the shoulder, causing him to jump out of his skin. This made her laugh, which caused her to wobble precariously on top of whatever she was on.

Still giggling a bit, she says uncertainly, "So uh... what?"

And so there were two...

The winds were strong and the storm was drawing closer. The island in the distance was the only chance they had. Night and Liz were holding on tight while the rest of the crew fought to control the vessel. Night knew that the island up ahead was foretold to be dangerous but he really had no idea HOW dangerous.

“Liz!” Night called out to the young woman. “Get down below the deck and take cover!” Night, himself, tried his best to stay with the crew of his ship but they were being thrown from side to side with the force of the waves. Men who didn’t have a strong grip on something were tossed over the side; others who were attempting to fix the riggings were tangled or knocked unconscious. Night swore under his breath and went to make sure Liz was safe. The only female on board, he felt it his duty to protect her and at least prepare for the worst.

Moments later there was a thunderous CRACK and the ship started filling up with water. Night grabbed for Liz and held her tight to his large frame to protect her from harm. As the ship went down he tied himself to a barrel of rum and knew that he just may be able to float towards the island. His eyes widened when he realized the massive wave coming down upon them, he gripped her by the waist with all his might and shouted through the storm “Hold ye breath!” He took in one for himself and then braced for impact.
The wave crashed down and destroyed half the ship. Night and Liz lost consciousness under the weight of the water. Night impenetrable grip held Liz with a force to be reckoned with and he rose to the surface as the storm ragged on.

Sometime later Night awoke. He felt his arms in a pinch and as his silvery eyes looked upon little Liz’s body; he realized that his arms were sore from locking them together so as not to lose her. He shook his midnight blue hair and stretched out one arm. He placed her over the barrel of rum so that she could move and he could stretch his other arm out. They were still bobbing in the water but not too far from their location was the island’s beach that they were heading for. Night groaned and started kicking, pushing the barrel through the water so that he could get Liz to safety.

Night Storm

Name: Night Storm
Nick Name: None yet...
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Height: 6' 7"
Weight: 298 lbs
Eye Color: Silver
Hair Color: Midnight Blue
Skin Tone: Really tan
Markings/Scars: across his back and chest
Piercing: Gauged ears
Tattoos: Some (describe later)
Build: Thick, muscled
Race: Human
SO: None

Favorite-
Color: Blue or Black
Food: Beef stew
Drink: Rum
Activity: Sword Play

A picture I found of what Night's eyes might look like up close. I will add more thoughts into that pik later once I find what I like OR when I get around to drawing him...

*snickers*

Name: Elizabeth Triyu
Nick Name: Liz
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Height: 5' 1"
Weight: 120
Eye Color: Orange
Hair Color: White/ Red
Skin Tone: Pale.
Markings/Scars:
Piercing: Two cartilage piercing in right ear.
Tattoos:
Build: Slim, not much in the bust or bum area.
Race: Human
SO:

Favorite-
Color: Orange
Food: Apples
Drink: Milk
Activity: Reading

Notes: