by Wildmagic_warrior » Mon May 07, 2012 11:05 am
"Captains communicate by shouting across at each other," replied Trevor, helping the younger princess into the boat. "I'm sure we'll be able to figure something out so you don't have to do that." When the tigress was settled, Trevor untied the boat from the dock and pushed it out into the ocean. When he was up to his knees in water, the young man hopped in and picked up the oars. The water was choppy, like he had predicted, but he was a sailor and rowing was his specialty. It took the better part of twenty minutes to reach the Firebird and tie the little rowboat to the side, but once this was done, Captain Stark lowered a rope ladder down. "Climb on up, my lady!" he cried down to Vanendra. "The boy will haul your things up." He was, of course, referring to Trevor.
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I have a bachelor's degree in Russian Studies. I also love stage management and theater tech!