The Ghost Ship Message Board: -Wake...-

-Moon had fallen into a most blissful sleep that night, it was a treat having her husband there for once in a while during the week. It had been a rather stressful week with the news of Raekwon's death, her pregnancy, and the visit from Armand himself. Aside from those matters, her life had remained unusually calm and that was fine by her; it was about time, she had thought.
She stirred beneath the heavy feather blanket that covered the large bed she slept in; it was a cold night, and nothing felt more cozy than the warmth of ones bed after dark. Moon was never one to sleep in much of anything at all, and tonight wasn't an exception. Her large, almond shaped eyes opened slowly, then closed; after another moment, she forced her lids to open as the firing noises in the distant rang in her ears. She gasped audibly and sat upright immediately, noticing at once that Vormav was gone from the bed; she could only imagine what was happening. As far as she knew, one of his jobs had gone bad and now there were consequences to pay, she reasoned from the firings.
Moon quickly glanced about the room and saw that a figure stood in the doorway, her eyes narrowed on the broad shouldered physique only to realize that it was Vormav. A quiet breath pressed from her lungs with relief as she slid out of the bed; she was clad in no more than a cream colored camisole that cut off just around the middle of her hips. It was quite revealing, and she looked breathtaking even for the wee hours of the night. She plunged her fingers through her long, dark hair as she walked to the door, lacking all self-conciousness, slipping in next to Vormav's side. Moon frowned; what in the world was going on?-

"Vormav?"

-She looked into the hall and easily picked out Cypress from the shadows, and sighed softly. Something was going very wrong, something that sounded like a battle; she prayed it wasn't another war breaking out. Her deliciously shaped mouth smiled warmly to Cypress from the doorway where she stood in all visibility, too tired to realize what she was wearing.-

"Cypress?...What is going on out there? Christ. It sounds like another war just exploded on the god damn deck."

-Her lips frowned as she noticed the solemn looks on both Vormav and Cypress' faces.-