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Current I feel like I'm rotating through the same four characters constantly since RPs die so quickly I never get enough quality time with them. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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It was pretty amusing, actually, watching Siobhan bathe. No, not in a creepy way – just watching her swim in the giant stone bath. It was big enough to leave her room to do so, and when she did her fin popped out of the water and cut the waves like a real shark. It made Kailani giggle the first time she saw it, though she muffled it quickly when the redhead emerged from the water.

Now Kailani was just lazing on the edge of the bath, stretched out on her back with one leg bent and the other over it, letting her foot bounce. Her bronze fingers splayed over the white scarring vivid against her stomach, the bindings around her chest not nearly enough to cover the wicked marks. She was itching to go out and work, even if it was by bits of moonlight, but leaving her ‘guest’ didn’t seem like a particularly good idea. It took awhile for her tribesmen that were serving Siobhan food earlier to even stop trembling.

Though really, what kind of shark didn’t eat people? Weird.

”Hm?” The Chieftain’s daughter tilted her head to look to Siobhan on being addressed, furrowing her brows together. She hummed thoughtfully, raising a hand to lazily tap against her bottom lip. ”Hate is ... a strong word. I never hated it here – well, maybe a little after Mella’s death and Ywa’n made it his life’s mission to harass me – but that wasn’t really it.” Kailani paused here, tilting her head to look out a slitted vent nearby, a hint of moonlight near it – but most blocked by the rolling clouds on the horizon, the inescapable Ka Li’Ai.

”It’s more like... I’ve seen every single rock this island has to offer, explored every inch of it. It’s a big island, but when you’re stuck on it your whole life? It’s nice enough here, but every time a ship crashed upon the shore, all it was to me was a big, flashing jolt of thunder illuminating the truth – there’s a whole world out there!” Kailani raised her hands from behind her head, holding them above her as though picturing something.

”I love my family, I love my tribe – even that ass Ywa’n – but all me and my best friend ever wanted was to see more. That’s why I like ships so much! They can take you anywhere, as long as you can build them right, and I want to see everything!” Kailani abruptly sat up and swung her legs around, letting them dip into the heated water. She flicked a leg to send droplets of water at Siobhan.

”And apparently, there’s a whole ton of people out there too! I’ve seen people who’s skin were bright as the moon – like yours – and some with fiery red hair, but never one with fins! Heck, never one with such power – or they would’ve survived Ka Li’Ai.“ She tilted her head, a playful grin back on her face.

”Those with moon-skin always tasted the best, though now I do wonder what people-fin tastes like.”
Silence had descended over the clearing, the only noise being the rustle of the wind, a child’s crying, and the mother trying to hush it before the demon’s eyes turned to them. With Ywa’n’s collapse, blood gushing from his broken nose, anyone who had even an inkling of challenge left in them felt it die away. As mothers began to urge their children away, warriors standing on trembling legs to block them as they began evacuating, laughter started up from the great stone platform.

”Hehe... Heheheh... Ahahah!” Leaping from the platform to land in the bounds of the stone-edged arena, Kailani darted forward. She leapt right onto Siobhan, arms around her neck hugging her – and hanging off a tiny bit. Whatever, ‘demon’ girl could handle it. ”You did it! Holy storm, you actually did it! I’m going to build you the best damn ship you could ever ask for! It’ll have three – no, five wings, and I’ll deck the Captain’s area in gold, I’ll sew you a flag myself if I need-”

“Kailani...” For once the islander didn’t mind being interrupted, hearing the quiet tone of her mother. Kailani looked over, seeing the Chieftain approach. Finally she let go of Siobhan’s neck to drop back down, offering her mother a wide, genuine smile.

”Hey, Mom, don’t look so down! We’re all getting what we want here. I get to go on adventure, build ships, and you’re young – you can still have another kid! One that can actually lead the tribe and isn’t such a fuck up.”

“I never wanted you to leave.” Her mother responded simply, looking down at her. The intense look was wiped away, her brows furrowed and looking older than she ever had. Sad. Even in proximity to the ‘demon’ her gaze didn’t stray, but Kailani’s seemingly ever present smile faltered.

”... Aw, Mom, don’t get sappy. You know this is all I’ve ever wanted, and hey!” Gently, almost playfully the islander elbowed Siobhan. ”At least you know I’ll be well protected, right? Siobhan has to be the strongest person on the other side of Ka Li’Ai!”

“... I suppose. The Demon did win the Tournament.” Aila’s eyes focused on the fishwoman, studying her. “I cannot grant you my blessing, Kailani, but ... I do wish you luck, if you are meant to leave with this ‘Siobhan’. At least I know you ended up marrying the strongest there was.”

”Yep! Nothing to worry about there, we’ve – wait, what?”

“That’s a joke, Kailani.”

”... I didn’t know you could make those.”
”I have no idea how you did that but – whoo! Go Siobhan! Shout more words at them!” Kailani was all too enthusiastic about her cheering, actually out of her throne as she jumped for her new friend. Hey, it beat cheering on that asshole Ywa’n. Admittedly, there was some worry that gnawed at her chest – were all non-islanders as powerful as Siobhan? Was she maybe really a demon? Did Kailani even have a chance out there?

... Well, guess she was going to find out soon enough! And really, that thought made her more excited than anything.

“It’s powerful,” The Chieftain commented at her side, eyes narrowed. “Perhaps numbers won’t be the deciding factor, but skill.”It certainly seemed it would be the only option, considering those who fled the arena. Cowards.




A pair of silver eyes remained narrowed, observational as they took in the carnage a single motion from this ‘demon’ set forth. Competitors were fleeing the arena, but in a swift motion Ywa’n held out his spear, stopping one of the bulkier ones.

“Lua, turn around. I have a plan.” His cousin looked to him with fear naked in his expression, almost whimpering.

“Ywa’n, come on, she’s a demon! Just let Kailani go to her, it’s just as good as her leaving!”

“No it’s not!” Ywa’n spit back in return, almost baring his teeth akin to an animal. “Now turn around and act like a man. I’ll circle the demon and come up behind her.” Lua still seemed doubtful, so his cousin gave him a sharp shove with the end of his spear.

“Do it, or I swear you’ll be facing me instead!” That finally seemed to motivate him, the bulky man turning reluctantly back to Siobhan.Slowly he edged forward, holding his stone sword – designed specifically not to maim, as the Tournament regulated – like a shield more than a weapon.

“Hey, uh, I’m real sorry for taking Kailani. If I knew a demon wanted her I would’ve, you know, left her?”

”She’s not a demon, Lua you jerk!” He flinched at the call from the side lines, taking a deep steadying breath. Okay, okay he wasn’t a real capable warrior like Ywa’n, but he could do this! Already he could see Ywa’n circling her, having used the fleeing motions of their fellow warriors to skirt the sidelines. When his cousin’s swift motions got him at the back he levelled his spear, and Lua nodded to himself. Right, right he could do this!

Letting out a fierce cry to mask his fear, and potentially his cousin, Lua ... threw his sword and ran.

”... That’s one of your warriors, Mom.”

“Kailani.”

Behind Siobhan, Ywa’n used his athletic stature to spring forward, going to immediately go to jab his spear into the demon’s spine. His cousin was a coward, but at least he served as a distraction. One single strike. Even a monster couldn’t survive a speared heart.
Siobhan’s grin was infectious, one growing on Kailani’s face in return. She quickly moved to the pale girl’s side, nodding her agreement. There were hundreds of people, from warriors to spectators, to the village healers to her own parents gathered, just gaping at the fishwoman, cowering, or looking ready to fight.”I am so down for that, let me just-”

“So you’re the demon that’s been rampaging through my village.”

”Okay seriously, the interrupting thing is getting old-”

“Kailani. Introductions.” The formidable woman stepped forward, gazing at Siobhan intensely. Her head was raised high, which made little difference considering she was barely taller than Kailani herself. Still, her entire bearing spoke of having far more experience than her younger kin.

”... Right, okay. Siobhan, my mother, Aila, Chieftain of the island. Mother, this is Siobhan. We’ll just, you know, get out of your hair really quick.”

“I don’t think so. Demon,” The woman nodded to Siobhan.

”Why even ask for introductions if you’re just going to call her that? Rude.” As usual, Kailani was ignored.

“You wish to take my daughter, don’t you? Your timing is impeccable, considering what today is – the day of my daughter’s marriage.” She gestured to those gathered, to the wide open arena. To the warriors who watched Siobhan warily. “Our finest warriors gathered to take her hand, and lead our tribe to the next generation. That’s what you wish to interrupt, demon, so I propose this. If you are as extraordinary as my daughter claims, then you will have no problem fighting them in our Tournament. And should one defeat you... well, I suppose slaying a demon would be a fitting way to marry into my line.”

”Seriously, her name is Siobhan. You know, like we have names?” Kailani shook her head, glancing up to the taller woman she stood beside. Beyond her she could see Ywa’n, spear already at the ready. ”I am really sorry about that, she’s just stressed over the whole Tournament. Which, by the way, you totally don’t have to do – want to just head back to the beach? You can jump like, really far.”
That was a big crash.

The sort of crash that usually signalled a particularly large ship bursting upon the rocky outcroppings of the island, or splitting apart in the sands. Big enough to interrupt the Chieftain’s speech, as everyone’s gaze instinctively moved in the direction. While most were content to dismiss it for now, the screaming of warriors brought a halt to that.

Kailani grinned.

A particularly frazzled guard – oh, she knew him, he was kind of a coward – stumbled into the large clearing that the Tournament was to be held, chest heaving. His eyes darted around before landing on the assembled, gesturing back.

“You – you gotta go help the others! There’s a – a demon in a woman’s form!” The Chieftain’s eyes narrowed, her muscles coiled.

“What do you mean?”

”That’s probably my friend!” Kailani chirped happily, receiving an incredulous look from her mother. ”What? I can make friends!”

“Who is it?” Her mother demanded, causing Kailani’s grin to widen. It was practically shit-eating.

”Oh, someone not from the island.” Now there was a whole group of people looking at Kailani with that same expression. Just as her mother’s lips parted to respond however, a distinct cry sounded from further down the village.

”KAILANI!!” Silence fell over the gathered mass.

”... See?” Kailani rose up, stretching her arms above her head and stepping off the raised platform that her family’s seats were upon, stepping toward the commotion. ”I better go, you know, calm her down-” A rather pointy spear was abruptly in front of her – almost dangerously close to her neck. Her brown eyes flicked to the wielder, holding in her frustrated sigh at seeing Ywa’n glaring at her with a fierce intensity.

“First my sister, now you bring demons down on us, Kailani?!” Her teeth grit together, said girl finally returning his glare with defiance.

”For your information, I’m trying to leave with her, but you had to go and mess everything-”

“Kailani!” She flinched hearing her mother’s voice, muttering under her breath.

”Seriously why do I keep getting interrupted?”

The Chieftain descended the platform after her daughter, eyes narrowed and her ceremonial staff put to the side – drawing a sword who’s edges, instead of being pointed, were made of serrated teeth. She gestured Ywa’n away, who seemed reluctant to do so, but finally drew back.

“No outsider has survived Ka Li’Ai, who is this?” Her mother demanded, and recognizing the importance of this moment Kailani straightened out, meeting her gaze.

”An extraordinary woman. I’ve barely met her and I know that much just from her strength alone! If Ka Li’Ai lets a demon through for me, who are we to argue?” Okay, that was laying it on a bit thick, playing to the superstitions – but it worked out!

“Enough of this!” Ywa’n snarled, raising his spear and gesturing to the others. “We’ll dispatch this demon ourselves!” A cheer rang out, the thumping and moving of weapons. Crap, that wasn’t good.

“No,” The response had the movements stopping, even Kailani pausing in her rapid fire thinking of how to stop this ridiculousness. Ywa’n and Kailani’s gazes both turned back to the Chieftain, who continued to stare down at her daughter. “If it was sent to you, then so be it. It must be a sign the demon came on this day. Bring it then, let’s see how worthy it is to take my daughter from Pekelo’s grasp.”

... That was surprisingly cool of her mother, despite dripping in even more superstition about the great storm. Oh, and overconfidence.

”Uh, right!” Kailani nodded rapidly, stepping back from her mother. She brushed by Ywa’n, by Lua and his sister, then ducked under another warrior. ”I’ll just... you know...” Darting passed the spectator seating to the mouth of the great clearing, Kailani called out into the village. Ouch, was that one of the warriors being flung into the air? That was kind of cool actually.

”SIOBHAN!”
3:53 PM, October 26th
Kasimir Castle; Gotham City, New Jersey


"Hey mom, I'm back!" David yelled as he entered his home, whilst taking off his backpack and tossing it aside. He continued walking, heading up the stairs and to his adoptive mother's room. Swiftly, he knocked once, twice, thrice, and then said: "I'm coming in, so you better be decent."

With that, he waited until he received an invitation to come in. What? He wasn't just gonna barge into his mother's room for no good reason.

An alert had sounded out in the room as soon as David had crossed the threshhold of the castle, making the lone occupant of the large bed jerk up. Zoey's steel-blue eyes darted around rapidly, taking in her surroundings. Everything was in place. Everything was fine.

Her heart was beating rapidly against her ribcage, slowly calming down as demons clawed at the back of her mind. Her slender fingers ran through her hair and she took a deep breath before checking the phone at her bedside, where the alert had come from. Nearly four in the afternoon. Lovely example you're setting there, Zoey.

By now, of course, David probably was well versed in how she ran into overdrive mode around the end of October and beginning of November, despite her trying to hide it. Still, she'd like to pretend otherwise. Rising up Zoey moved quickly to the bathroom attached to the master bedroom, smoothing down her hair and brushing up the mussed up makeup, even taking the time to change shirts. She had time. The castle was big.

When finally David's voice was heard, his knock upon the door, Zoey was waiting for her son at her desk.

"Come in," The redhead called out, pencil tapping against the simple paper in front of her. She was back to working on the Iron Fang armor, drafting everything up surrounded by the pictures of her son, one of Jaina, and of course her old dog Stickers.

She should really get David a dog.

Hearing his mother's voice invite him in, David opened the door, seeing her drawing up drafts for some new armor. However, just one glance at her eyes and he could tell she had just woken up. He grinned, "Did I wake you, oh mommy dearest?" He joked, walking up beside her and looking at the drafts and pictures.

Spotting the picture of his mother's old dog, Stickers, David hummed slightly. "Y'know, I think it would be nice to get a dog. Maybe a corgi or something. Call it something real scary and imposing, like Kerberos the Hellhound or something." He let out a small chuckle. "... Or Breadloaf or something, if we do get a corgi."

Zoey's hand moving across the page abruptly stopped as David began to speak, sighing as she realized he had figured out what she was up to. She was a mess this time of year, and actually only managed to crawl into bed a few couple hours ago.

However, his next topic immediately had her attention, the billionaire perking up from her sleep-deprived haze. Well, nearly.

"A dog would be a good. Every growing child needs one. Just... a corgi?" Zoey quirked a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, glancing back to the pictures of her own black lab mix. "Wouldn't you like something bigger? Intimidating?"

"C'mon, big dogs are nice and all but the little ones are better. It's like the feeling of having a puppy, but it never grows up." David continued, leaning against the wall and hoping he was convincing his mother. Really, it was because the other day his friend Andrew brought his corgi to school and... Well, it's been on David's mind for a while.

"Big dogs are much better at keeping you warm and protecting you, David," Zoey raised a hand, rubbing at the bridge of her nose. She had a headache. Finally however she shook her head and rose up, looking down at her adopted son. "If it's a corgi you desire however, then so be it. Even a ... 'breadloaf' can be a good dog." Mostly since every dog was a good dog. Honestly, it was surprising that David brought it up now - she was thinking of getting him a dog for awhile.

After all, considering the whole icon, and name - people still mistook it for Grim Reaper, not that Zoey was complaining - it was pretty obvious she was a supporter of them.

"Let's pick up supplies before going to the shelter. I assume you do actually want one and it wasn't just idle talk, David?"

'Wait... We're actually gonna get a dog?' David thought to himself, rather stunned. He supposed it made since that his mom would be fine with getting a dog, after all she had one growing up, and her symbol was a dog ('How did that connect to the name Grim?''), so of course she must like dogs.

After taking a moment to process this, David smiled at his mother, nodding his head. "Yeah I want a dog! Let's go! The sooner the better!" He was practically out the door already, laughing all the while.

A smile curled the edges of Zoey's lips upward as David flew out the door. Seeing how happy the decision made him eased the lingering darkness at the edges of her mind from her night terrors, and made her wonder why she didn't decide on this sooner. After all, Stickers was her steadfast companion since she was a little girl - even the heartbreak of losing him didn't compare to the joy he brought her. Which was probably why she had so many pictures of the dog.

... Probably more pictures of him than even David.

The billionaire made sure to store the notepad in its locked drawer before following after him. "Just because we're getting you a dog doesn't mean you're neglecting your homework, David!"

"Like I don't already do that!"
”Come on, at least let me walk! Where am I going to run off? The other side of the island?” An all too dramatic sigh left Kailani’s lips, playing up her carefree attitude. In truth her heart was pounding in her chest, and every couple of feet she scrambled to try and get her feet underneath her, especially as the sand and loose foliage turned to the harder packed dirt of the jungle. This ... was not good. Their island wasn’t a tiny spec of land, it was decent sized, but that didn’t mean that her new friend would be able to find her quickly.

“Your future wife is talkative,” Was the feminine reply, almost sing-song in nature. Kailani hated her a little.

”So confident! Are you not trying out, Lua?” Rather than address the female Kailani instead tilted her head to look to the male of the two siblings, the bulky man shrugging.

“Sure am. Ain’t gonna win against Ywa’n, though.”

”Aw, I believe in you, big guy! Plus you’d make a great husband!” He snorted in response to her words.

“Yeah, but I doubt you’d be a great wife!” Both Lua and his sister laughed, birds startling from the trees above them. Despite herself, Kailani couldn’t help but pout.

”...Rude.” As they passed by a particularly large tree Kailani used a root to push herself up as they moved, wrenching her arm from Lua’s grip to turn forward. He immediately went to grab her again, and she just waved her arm. ”Don’t worry so much! You got me, I just don’t like being dragged!” For a moment he seemed uncertain, eyes flicking to Ywa’n’s back ahead of them. His silver gaze turned back, giving a slight nod.

Kailani gave a silent cheer as her arms were released, stretching them high above her head.

”Great! I knew we could be friends.” Kailani shot a beaming grin to the cousins, getting an eye roll and grunt in response. Turning her gaze forward, she quickly began examining her surroundings, looking for any way to leave a path for Siobhan. Her fingers nervously ghosted across her torso, and the wicked scars laid white against her bronze skin. She’d come get her, right? ... Maybe. She did say she needed a ship. Well, the important part right now was at least giving Siobhan the chance to catch up, and probably scare the hell off these three – no one else knew there was an outsider, after all.

... Actually ...

“Hey!” Lua’s sister’s voice called out with no small amount of anger as Kailani drew something from her belt.

”Calm down, you big baby, it’s just my carving knife – you people are boring conversationalists.” As though to emphasis her words Kailani let her hand drop, letting the blade scrape across the bark of a passing tree. It left a little groove, a line in the tree. Then the next. Kailani whistled cheerfully as she continued to walk.

The two cousins gave her dubious looks, but as Ywa’n didn’t seem to care as long as she was following, they let the matter drop.

After all, why would anyone on Pekelo Island suspect she was leading someone?



“Kailani.”

”Hello mother! You know, you’re the second person today to say my name in that tone, I’m starting to think-”

“Sit. We’ll commence immediately, before you delay us further.”

”Yes ma’am!” Kailani’s words were accompanied by a jaunty little bow before she sat demurely on the seat beside her mother. The Chieftain eyed her daughter, almost suspiciously that she gave in so easily, before nodding to Ywa’n and his cousins. All three bowed, and backed off.

“Now that we are no longer missing any key pieces,” The Chieftain raised her head high, letting her intense gaze roam along those gathered on the expanse of grass and stone before them. At her back was the carved stone that made up their village, large and roaming – the area for the Tournament was dead center, where celebrations and gatherings were held. It seemed the whole village was in attendance.

As her mother continued to talk, Kailani couldn’t help but drone her out. The premise was very simple after all – don’t permanently harm someone, hit each other until only one person was left, marry person. She didn’t need to listen to grand speeches of honoring the tribe, something about Ka Li’Ai’s raging storm, it didn’t matter. Instead Kailani kept her gaze along the gaps in the homes, even on the horizon looking for a geyser. Siobhan needed a ship, so Siobhan needed her.

... Right?
As each piece of her Striker hit the beach one after another, Kailani’s excitement only grew. Some sections were in big enough pieces that she had to drag them over, leaving deep lines dug into the sand. With her collection of ship parts gathered in a vague semblence of order the islander began to carefully carve away the more gouged parts, intending on replacing them.

Her new ‘companion’ of sorts had disappeared into the bush with her odd metal case, but that was fine. Kailani could start on this well enough. First arranging everything, followed by a stock of what needed to be recreated and what could be saved. Pulling out a piece of soaked charcoal from her top – ew, it smeared on the inside – the young woman began to make hurried marks on the paper for what needed to be done, tongue stuck out the side of her mouth.

The rustle of plants announced Siobhan’s return, Kailani not even bothering to lift her head. She was too busy carefully carving away the splinters of a particularly large piece of hull so she could reuse it.

”Alright, so I’ve started on the hull, but I’m going to need more wood so you-”

“Kailani.”

The girl’s spine went rigid, and she was on her feet in an instant, whirling around to meet the silver eyes of someone she knew very well.

”Ywa’n! Fancy seeing you here!” Kailani flashed the tall man a wide smile, all white teeth and familiarity that betrayed no hint of nerves. ”I admit, I was expecting you to take a little-”

“Mella told me where you two liked to hide away.” The long haired man replied simply, eyes narrowing on her. A man and woman flanked his sides, Kailani recognizing them immediately as his cousins. It was hard not to feel small under their utterly hate-filled gazes, particularly from Ywa’n, but Kailani’s grin only faltered briefly. “Another failure, I see.” He nodded to the remains of The Striker.

”Just a set back, of course! You know me,” She waved a bronze hand carelessly, chocolate eyes darting in the direction Siobhan went. Some protector! ”I’ll be out of your hair before you know it!”

“I was hoping whatever you were working on out here would deliver the divine justice you deserve before the Tournament, but I see that you can’t even die properly.” Ywa’n scoffed, unfolding his arms as he stepped closer, Kailani stepping back in response. “Like an insect, you just keep coming back.”

Rude.

”What can I say? Just lucky, I guess!”

“And now your luck’s run out, but don’t worry – when I win the tournament I’ll at least be a good husband and protect you from yourself, unlike what you did for Mella.” In an instant he lunged out to grab onto her. Years of play wrestling with the older boy, back when they weren’t at each other’s throats, let her dance out of the way of his grasp. Before Kailani could grab onto her dagger however his back up goons were around her. The odds were stacked, and she was losing.

”SIO-” A blow to her sternum had Kailani choking on air as it was forced out of her chest, and Ywa’n’s angry silver eyes once more focused on her.

“Drag her if you have to, we’re already late.” As she was forced to walk, still trying to get breath into her burning lungs, Kailani could only think one thing.

For all her apparent power, Siobhan had really bad timing.
Excellent. Good things will be here soon, I'll wait right here.
A grin stretched across Kailani's face as she caught her fish, hook, line, and sinker! ... Was that rude to think about a fish-woman? Eh, she'd worry about it later. For now she absolutely beamed in return to the taller woman.

"Your name is weird. I like it! Well then, Siobhan Grace D. Siobhan, let's see here..." This was going better than Kailani hoped! That grin was permanently attached to the villager's face as she began to finally stray from the odd redhead's side, beginning to collect pieces of the broken Striker. It was pretty smashed, which was impressive. Pieces of the ship were strewn all over the beach, in the water - there was so much to do, so little time. At least Siobhan Grace D. Siobhan - seriously that was a long name - was confident in herself, which wasn't surprising considering she summoned a geyser and appeared part fish. Maybe she was a demon?

"Try not to kill anyone, please? Those are my people, even if they're being ... well, asses about the whole thing. Seriously, none of the other girls have to be subjected to tournaments for their hand. Just me. What's cake by the way?" Kailani seemed to possess the ability to chatter even as she worked, focused as she was on the task at hand. The most important part was collecting the metal bits, which would be harder to replace than any wood - she could just carve those.

The sun was now drifting past the peak in the sky, the only clear part of the Ka Li'Ai - the island being the eye of the storm, after all. No doubt her mother was furious and a search party was looking for her. Kailani could only hope enough pieces were intact that it wouldn't take much to rebuild, but even with another person's help... well, this was going to be difficult. Plus with her tribe bearing down on them once they were found - because even if they 'ate fist' Kailani doubted it would be that easy.

With an armful of pieces the bronzed girl maneuvered back to the spot she had originally built the Striker, depositing it. Retrieving a small scroll case - salvaged from Edgar's vessel, actually - out of the leather piece across her chest Kailani pulled out a piece of parchment, examining her design. She ended up smoothing it out on the sand, grabbing some small rocks to keep the edges down. Very straightforward, from the head to the fin. Not the prettiest vessel to land on the shores, but it got the job done.

"Okay, let's see how much we can get done before we start getting harassed..."
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