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Natasha

The nameless archer brought her over to a huge ship, one that resembled something like a pirate ship. The two of them walked at a brisk pace, not too fast, but at a pace that was comfortable for Natasha to walk in. She was feeling the effects of hunger and no water, and her throat burned.

The two of them walked up a wooden ramp onto the ship, and the archer led her down some steep stairs and into the belly of the ship before he dropped her arm and walked over to a room that was walled off. "You hungry?" he called.

Natasha nodded. "And thirsty," she responded.

"I'll give you a canteen to use," he said, and emerged from the room a few seconds later holding a canteen full of water and some bread. "Here," he said, holding the items out to her, and she took them, hesitantly at first. "They aren't poisoned, I promise you," he said, and Natasha just nodded. "We'll leave in a few minutes," he said. "As soon as the leader is done with the bento deer, we're going to go back to Plateau."

He didn't wait for her to react before he was racing up the wooden stairs. Natasha walked over to one of the low-set chairs and settled in on it, drinking some water from the canteen, and listening to the occaisonal rythym of footsteps above her, and the creaking of wood as the wind blew around the ship. She was ready for her abilities to be tested, even though she had no idea what she would be faced with. All that she needed to prepare herself for was to supress her nerves.

There were shouts above deck, and the footsteps above her increased. She knew that everyone was preparing to leave, so she set her empty canteen and the half-loaf of bread that was still left in her backpack, and waited. It didn't take long before the ship lurched forward.