some might say we're armed and dangerous // o, sunhaven

[rochelle]

[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 520px; padding-bottom: 17px; overflow: stretch; font-family: verdana;"]Fischer had been there when the tigress arrived, though she hadn't sensed her at all. The blind feline was trying to get better at distinguishing the sounds of the island versus the sounds of animals. It was ... not easy so far, but getting to understand the sounds and mapping of the territory was getting easier and easier each day, it was just a matter of time before she could sort the rest out. Dying and ... being put into this blind feline body had been a challenging ordeal, but she'd made her peace with it, which for those who still had sight, might be the hardest part. To her, it was trying to continue on with her life, her duties, without the lack of sight getting in the way.

It was the bell that stirred her from where she'd been laying in the abandoned train cart. Huh, reminded her of that Swashbuckler, who had come, jingling that bell like there was no tomorrow. Instead this time, it was a little more soothing to the ears, and Fischer quickly rose to her feet, whiskers twitching and sniffing to get to where Quantum was. "Hello there ... welcome to the Typhoon. I'm Fischer, what can I do to help you?" The Privateer asked, head tilting up so she at least seemed like she was looking at the tigress. From ... the lack of light flooding through her muted vision, she could tell that there was a large shadow over her, from which she could assume was from the size of the Sunhavener. Light and shadows were the most she could rely on for her sight now, besides that, she had her hearing and sense of scent still.