by Wildmagic_warrior » Sat Jul 09, 2011 11:41 pm
[Yeah, pure alcohol. Rum is, well, really icky. I wouldn't want it in my wounds, that's for sure.]
Melody glanced out through the darkness, leaning her chin on the railing of the crow's nest. She always had the graveyard shift. She blinked hard, trying to keep her eyes open, and spotted something in the distance. Standing, the young girl squinted, trying to discern whether or not the glow was real. It moved, slicing across the water in long swathes of light. Melody swung down from the mast and scaled the rigging, hitting the deck at a quick trot and knocking on the captain's door. "Jade!" she called, using her real name to let the captain know that it was important. "A lighthouse ahead, maybe half an hour's sail at the rate we're going."
I'm Wildmagic_warrior,
but you can call me Wild.
Pronouns: he / him



I have a bachelor's degree in Russian Studies. I also love stage management and theater tech! English is my first language, but I also speak Russian and sign ASL.