Took a deep breath, the humid air of the island filling her lungs. Four days. It's been four days since that blasted storm wrecked her ship and marooned her on this forsaken island. The sun was beating down, making the black leather of her pirate outfit stick uncomfortably to her skin. Looked out at the endless expanse of the ocean, the horizon blurring into the hazy sky. Her brow furrowed, a bead of sweat trickling down her temple. She's never been one for waiting around. Especially not when her... needs... are becoming increasingly urgent.

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