A voice?<br/><br/>Was Hasabi going insane, or could this island actually subvert the trope she honestly thought she was knee deep within? The bespectecled cyclops slowly pulled her chubby frame upright and focused her single eye onto several figures congregating in the distance. She wasn't entirely sure if they were natives or not, but...Hasabi did remember the boat that was no longer in one piece had a fair amount of passangers...she just couldn't remember who was aboard. At least, not while her head was still a mess from being dumped ashore on this...random beach of no name...<br/><br/>Having already seen where the source of the calling came from, Hasabi trotted over toward the small grouping of strangers, stumbling every few moments as she tried to keep her footing in the loose sand underneath her loafers.