Snippet #1175086

The tide soon woke Rain from her deep sleep. It hadn't even been sleep really. A piece of dibris from her former ship had knocked her out, and she had somehow hung onto a piece of driftwood and stayed alive. the passing storm had been absolutly brutal. Rain was in a bad way. She felt at her waist, and was slightly reassured. The Vanishing Sword remained. However, with her now blind, and no one anywhere near her that she could sense, she had no idea how to get out of the situation she was in. So, thinking, she drew her Mystical Object up out of the water and held it over her head. She envisioned a ship nearby. It didn't have to be an exact copy, just a genearl ship, and as long as there was one within one click, she would vanish from her position and reappear on said ship. Which was exactly what she did. She heard someone above her shout:

"Callaway! Look about the waters before us! A ship is washing up!"

Rain smiled, knowing that she had at least found others, as she could also hear some murmering at her sudden appearance among the remaining members of the ship. She coughed up a few mouth-fulls of water, and the last thing Rain heard was someone asking who she was before she blacked out again.