piraticalsass:

            They had set anchor not too long ago. Mere hours perhaps. The reason for their returning to shore several weeks early was due to the terrible storms that had come out of nowhere two days ago. The blasted storms had done significant damage to the Jolly Roger. His men were busy fixing up the ship and it would be several more hours, maybe even a whole another day until they were ready to set sail once again. Killian wasn’t overly enthusiastic over. They were on a schedule and now they were set off course considerably. It left the Captain in a very poor mood. 

            So he decided it would be best to take some time away from the current ongoing repairs and go for a walk. Exploring the nearby forest would be a less stressful endeavor than watching his men fix up his ship. The Roger was his joy and pride and to see it damaged always left the pirate in distress.

            So he ventured into the forest, carefully maneuvering his way past the trees and large stumps that laid across the forest floor. It was quiet and it wasn’t long before he could no longer hear the rushing sound of the waves nor the sound of his men shouting.

         _{Kicking aside a small branch that appeared to have fallen from a tree—the reason unknown, perhaps a storm had blown through recently, or maybe the tree was just dying—the blonde was unsure if she was in a safe place or not. There didn’t appear to be any lingering darkness in the area, any more than a standard world would have, and threats seemed to be minimal. Nothing moved or rustled any more than to be expected for a forest, and it sounded close enough to an ocean that maybe there was a town nearby.}

                                                                        _{Then was it… normal?}

         _{Whatever normal meant, anyways. She knew least of all knew what normalcy entailed, treading over dirt and roots and leaves and twigs in a world whose name she did not know. Somewhere, anywhere, there had to be a person, though perhaps not in the forest. Actually, she did not know if she were heading closer to where she could tell the ocean was, or further away… that didn’t help anything.}

         _{Even with her intent on finding a person at the forefront of her mind when she heard footsteps approaching she immediately pressed close to a tree, trying her best to hide behind it, though she hadn’t been all too quiet in her approach. Glancing around the trunk she blinked a few times, glad that her eyes had adjusted to the darkness not too long ago, and tried to figure out who was approaching, saying nothing.}