The crashing of waves against rock, and rolling across a shore... The cawing of birds... Hoshiko heard these sounds, distantly at first, as she lay in the dark. Her consciousness had returned, and memories came back slowly- she remembered a great storm, the fierce rocking of the ship; she had been summoned from below-deck, and had with her only her sword, on a baldric tied around her torso, and the clothing on her back when she went up. She couldn't remember much else, but it was plain by the dull, aching pain in her limbs that she was still alive.<br/><br/>Finally opening her eyes, she slowly pulled herself up onto hands and knees and turned her gaze over the beach, taking in the splintered rubble of the ship floating in the sea, and the trees off the beach. Her clothing- a dark blue, knee-length tunic with a white blouse beneath, tall leather boots, and a silken white sash, was drenched and clung uncomfortably, and it felt like she had a bruise from lying on the scabbard of her sabre. She groaned and stood up shakily, feeling extremely indignant, at first, before a horrid scream made her recall that there were other survivors in worse shape than her.<br/><br/>She ran in the direction of the screaming, gripping the hilt of her sword with one hand and searching madly for the cause of the terrible sound. As she moved, the faint ringing of chimes reassured her; she wore a simple necklace of small silver chimes, with a single, gleaming pearl in the middle. She believed it was a good-luck talisman of sorts, and was happy that it had survived with her.