FireSpyGirl

@FireSpyGirl slowly looked at everyone around her. This wasn't good, not at all. She took a deep breath and decided to not say anything. She'd let the others lead and ...

Cleona climbed back down and went to sit in the bow of the ship. The sun was setting, casting a golden color all around.

Cleona almost raised her fist and punched Carter. She instead walked up the steps and onto the deck. "All sails out!" Came the yelled order, and a bunch of people ...

"Cleona." She said shortly, her gaze traveling over each one of them. She knew exactly what they were thinking. A big, bad whale. They had no idea how much more ...

Cleona's thoughts were racing at about a hundred miles a minute. Why was everyone else here? Aside from when they spoke to someone, they didn't really exist to the rest ...

"Lovely." Cleona said, dripping sarcasm. "How do we beat them, or is it up to me?"

"All I want to know is how to end this." Cleona said, eyes masked. She looked up as a sailor shouted overhead. "This is my nightmare, but once I hit ...

Cleona's eyes narrowed and then closed when a flashback hit her memory. Her face took on a pained/terrified look, and then her eyes flew open again. She pressed a button ...

"So you're here to eat all of us? Feed off of my fear? What?" Cleona asked, her sword held across her body.

Cleona didn't put her blade away, but she lowered it slightly and clamped her teeth together. In spite of the situation, what Carter was doing made her want to bust ...

((Jumped ahead, sorry!! @Magestorrow.))) Cleona followed Carter down below. She jumped against the wall as a sailor rushed past her, holding his face in his hand. She shook her head ...

Cleona's hands shook. She grabbed a knife, whipping it out. She flicked her wrist, and the blade extended, becoming a sword. "What the hell are you?" She asked.

Cleona moved her hands swiftly, creating a sphinx picture. She lit one hand on fire and when she was done, the ice was a myriad of colors. She let her ...

Cleona had slipped on by after Mercury had come up and was now outside. She sighed, glancing at the grass. There was no sand here, and it made her homesick ...

"Things get bad in three days. We'll all have time to prepare." Cleona said, shifting her knives.