The boat sores through the sky. "THEN CALL ME THE GASMAN!"
“You decide.” Corrine responded, “Just don’t give me a shitty nickname.” She said, quoting Hector. She laughed slightly.
"Ok. I have two ideas. Coldfront and Ice Devil. And those are probably both shitty."
“I like Coldfront.” She responded, giving Athena a smile.
THe rain got stronger and ended with bullets of water hailing from the sky. Hector squeezed his eyes together. "LAND IN SIGHT!" He yelled to the crew.
Corrine heard Hector yell and walked up to the top deck. She walked up to the front of the boat and stood just behind Hector, looking for the land he had alerted them of.
It was an barren island that had broken into to halves. Though the split were new, for the isles hadn't drifted to far appart. On it were an old fortress, damaged and worn, from the time of war. Still it had it's recognisable cylindrical shape of the midder tower. There were holes in the wall, out of some stood rusty cannons, others nothing. The place were in battle with time, but it were losing.
The rain were loud as a storm, so Hector on full lung capacity "NO, LET'S JUST HOPE ON A MIRACLE, OKAY!".
"OK!" Athena pulled out three umbrellas, gave one to him, one to Ari, and one to Corrine. "I swear I carry the wierdest stuff with me." She muttered.
Corrine thanked Athena as she handed her the umbrella and opened it up, standing under it to protect herself from the rain.
She stood and studied the old war fortress.
She stood and studied the old war fortress.
"YOU REMEMBERED TO CLOSE THE HATCH TO UNDER DECK, RIGHT? I DON'T WANT IT FLOODED!"
Athena raised her hands. "DON'T ASK ME, I WAS THE FIRST ONE UP, NOT THE LAST!"
"JUST CLOSE IT!"
"THIS IS YOUR CAPTAIN, WE ARE HAVING A LITTLE TURBULENCE, BUT DON'T WORRY, YOUR PILOT IS A 63 YEAR OLD DRUGGY. SO FASTEN YOUR SEATBELTS AND PREPARE FOR LANDING!"
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