[b]Location:[/b] Mess hall, then lower deck one
Once more things seemed to become chaos, and Luna crouched, keeping her balance as the ship was struck, more rocking happening, her eyes roaming over the rest of the people in the mess hall, seeking any that may fall, that may injure themselves. What was going on? She looked up at Edward, [i]he's panicking. A lotof them are, I suppose. Panic isn't good[/i] She rose back to standing, and she gripped Edward by the shoulder. [b]"Don't panic. Panic isn't good. I want you to take three deep breaths, okay"[/b] But then the announcement came over, and she found she was being ordered to go up by a sailor. [b]"Hold on, let me go get my medical things, in case there are seriously injuried up there"[/b] 

She darted off, without another word, not waiting to see if there was any objection to this. She had a small case of medical supplies with her, but she knew they wouldn't last long if there were seriously injuried. She had to find that damn medical bay. Yet it was quicker to grab the gear she had nearby then it was to wonder about. She was only moments behind Edward, with her case of bandages, wound healing kits and other such assortments of things. She didn't wait to e told what to do, instead she grabbed a hose. [i]this can't be any different then the fire drills we had at the hospital...hopefully the hose works the same way...[/i] She darted to the valve, doing what she hoped was right to make it work, before she took aim at the fire. 

She hadn't looked around truly, but if there were injuried, they would have to wait for now. She couldn't do anything, if there was a danger of being burned alive, or maybe drowned if the ship sunk. She couldn't truly say this was what she had expected, going on this ship, she knew there would be danger, hell there had to be when they were essentially sailing beyond the known, and into the ring of storms. She hadn't expected they would get hit by lightening. What were the chances, even in the storms? [i]I should have packed a whole other suitcase just filled with medical supplies[/i] she thought to herself as she planted her feet, and got her hose going. 

She was nearly swept back by the force and she let out an "ack" Sound as she dug her feet into the deck, rolling her shoulders and getting a better grip on the hose. [i]too damn small, aren't I? Don't have the weight or the height for this. too late now. Just do your best[/i] She thought to herself. She glanced about her, to see what Edward was doing, to see if she was actually doing the right thing, to see if she had overstepped her bounds. [i]maybe I should have waited to be told what to do, but what can I do, when the fire is the thing that needs everyone's attention? You always get rid of danger, first[/i]. She was just simply use to see something that had to be done, and doing it. You didn't wait to be told in the hospital. 

She turned her attention back to her hose, and the fire. She angled it towards the heart of it, trying to do the best she could. She wasn't afraid, she knew death came to everyone. If this was the day she died, so be it. But she certainly wasn't going down without a fight. Oh no, if this fire wanted to engulf her, or send her down to the bottom of the sea, she would go down kicking and screaming. And trying to save as many people as she possibly could. 

[b]"bloody hell"[/b] She muttered to herself, as she shifted, planting her feet more firmly on the deck. [b]"die, you stupid fire. We aren't going to end our journey this short a time into it!"[/b]