<div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cc/CatMoore01.jpeg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Melody Fairchild-Harrow<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Sensible boots and warmly practical gear - albeit wholly in black<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> An abandoned freighter<br/><strong>TIME:</strong> Early morning<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Mounting levels of fear (and bad language)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kaspian, Kaleigh, Michael<br/><hr/><br/>"Aw, <em>crap</em>," Melody muttered in response to the change in plan - but <em>further</em> splitting the team would be inadvisable, and as soon as she made sure that the captain's bundled body was aboard the helicopter, she hastened to reveal and then activate her own Speed rune.<br/><br/>That done, she took off to add herself to the planned rescue.<br/><br/>En route, she was rather glad that she was not having to pick a path to follow, instead able to focus on doing her best to keep familiar forms in sight.  She had frankly <em>hoped</em> to encounter Michael coming the other way... but how they instead found him was much, much worse.<br/><br/>"Aw, <em><strong>crap</strong></em>!!!"<br/><br/>At least he wasn't (definitely) dead.  Yet.  That had to count as a minor victory, right?<br/><br/>Hastily flicking her seraph blade into life, she took a moment to scan the area for any signs of magic - tethers, or otherwise - that might indicate something of importance to the demon that would be easier to attack (or remove) than the profoundly unsettling entity itself.<br/></div>