Member
Cao the Exiled
tadcfnaf
Lewascan2
Retribution
Lurking Krog
Guardian Angel Haruki
SleepingSilence
Neziul
PacificRanger
LadyRunic
Level/Experience: 3 (10/30 EXP)
Location: Edge of the Blue - Black Bay
Word Count: Less than 750 Words (+1 EXP)
Interaction:
@Yankee as Ace Cadet, @Archmage MC as Blazermate and @Zoey Boey as Sakura
Glenn was thrown against a railing when another explosion rocked the deck, luckily he held fast on the rail but the wind had been knocked from his lungs at the impact of his body meeting with the sturdy railing from which he hung cloying for air as it escaped his open mouth.
It took a moment to steady his breathing as he heaved up some blood and bile onboard Shippy's deck, yet he regained enough composure to shakily raise himself from the pool of seawater and blood to look askance in order to ascertain how the others had fared after the vessel had been struck.
It appeared that at a glance everyone seemed to be alright, however their good captain seemed to have disappeared much to the distress it caused for the girl with flowery speech that ironically didn't make any sense to him. Blazermate was most likely also worried for the salty sea dog, but whatever became of the captain was not currently important in their situation yet in the back of his mind Glenn prayed for the man's safety.
"Lo we mustn't tarry here any longer," raising his voice as he stood, Glenn propped himself against the side of the deck for support "Our friend spake unto us to flee, where'er he is it is naught likely thy afterlife." the swordsman weakly made his way towards the healer whose nature still befuddled him, Glenn waved her to come closer "Good lady lend me thy aid, I require some help." then upon getting closer the swordsman lowered his voice momentarily and spoke to Blazermate in a hushed tone for barely a few seconds.
"Dost thou have a way of locating him?" he asked quietly looking sideways to the obviously distraught looking Sakura "Hither we must go, to the bay and beyond." stepping back he spoke up for them all to hear in an attempt to rally their faltering morale.
It wasn't that he didn't care of what fate had befallen the captain, but the swordsman was more worried that their grief and disbelief may cost them their lives and if so they may never be able to ascertain the man's whereabouts.
I wonder if you remember when you said that.