The good thing about being a Healer is that even when all hell has broken loose, you're often still on your feet and able to act.<br/><br/>The problem with being a Healer is that even when all hell has broken loose, you are often still on your feet and able to act - and a lot of things have to be done quickly and correctly if anybody involved in the mess is going to stay alive.<br/><br/>The storm was strange from the start.  It brewed up very quickly, almost literally out of the clear blue sky.  And when it caught the ship, all magic just, well, stopped.  There were stories of such storms.  Second hand for the most part because damn few who were caught in one survived.  The ship had many magical enhancements, that was why it had been selected for the expedition.  The self-pulling pulleys, the wind-on-command windlass, well, they not only lost their magical assist, they froze up and wouldn't work at all, even manually.  The charms that protected the crew against sea-sickness lost their zip.  And those were needed, even without the anti-magic hex, this storm was a very bad one.<br/><br/>Aeryn Sunlight was still on her feet, helping the crew to save the ship.  She had lost her healing gift, well, not exactly.  Her gift was still there, she just couldn't seem to grab hold of it.  Not for the complicated stuff, anyway.  Her innate healing touch was still there, but it was much more draining to use than normal.  She used it anyway to treat the Sailor's seasickness and even veterans were being affected to some degree by this storm.<br/><br/>It was costing her.  Two days into the rough weather, and she was stumbling with weariness.  She hadj ust collapsed into a hammock for some sleep, when she was called back above decks, a man had fallen from the rigging.  She grabbed her carryall and raced up the ladder she was so intent on the task of saving him that it took her amoment to notice what was going on.  The screaming man plucked from the ratlines by....something clued her in quickly.<br/><br/>Impact, the entire ship shuddered, the bow rising slightly.  But they had not run into something, the ship had slowed, yes, but it was dipping at the stern, not being pushed up by the bow.  Another lurch, they listed to starboard noticeably./ Aeryn held the injured man down with one hand while she half rose to peer over the rail.<br/><br/>There was something in the water.  Something rising to the surface fast, breaking the surface...and the Magic came back!<br/><br/>In all her life, Aeryn Sunlight had never struck the first blow, save for battling the undead, and they didn't count.  Technically she didn't do so now.  A tentacle broke the surface, reached for her, Searing Light broke from her outstretched palm, the flash lit the boat like lightning.  Her target shriveled, fell back, more came for her.  She dragged the sailor back, and cast again screaming "We're under attack!"<br/><br/>An unknown time later, she began to stir on a sunlit beach.