<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">((So Cohort's at 4, Thrall is at 5, and the rest of us are at 6 hp?))</span><br/><br/>I knew things had really gotten bad when the room, half-filled with water, suddenly turned sideways.  But once it turned upside-down and filled completely...  Well, by then, losing consciousness became a mercy.  Waking back up later, on the other hand...<br/><br/>Well, the splitting headache was one problem.  I spent several minutes just hacking up water and taking in deep lungfuls of fresh, life-giving air, as well.  It was a painful process, but just knowing that I hadn't actually drowned to death on the ship helped.  And with the water level apparently lowered, the way it was...  Had the ship run aground, somewhere?  By the time I was able to start taking stock of the situation, mother's voice was in my head again.<br/><br/><em>Helli, are you still alive?</em>The strong tone of concern that came across in her 'voice' was a bit... unexpected, given our past history.  Just another reminder that she had changed, I suppose.<br/><br/><em>Yeah... somehow.  What about you?</em><br/><br/><em>I'm fine.  A lot of other people down here made it, as well, from the looks of things.  Not sure how many, though...</em><br/><br/>Probably not too many, which was a saddening thought...  Maybe more had survived than I was expecting, though?  It was something to hope for, at least.<br/><br/><em>Need some help?</em>I was already willing my outfit to change again, going for voluminous clothing that I could hide my wings and tail under, and a large, hooded cloak that would conceal my horns.<br/><br/><em>The entire boat seems to be on its side.</em>Stating the obvious...<em>Try to find a way out onto the deck, or some other way out of the ship.  Once we've got the survivors moving in that direction, I'll go ethereal and phase through the hull, take a look around outside.  We'll figure out what to do from there.</em><br/><br/>And so, grumbling a little, I followed orders, climbing carefully out of the room and making my way towards where I remembered the stairs to the deck to be, along the hallway walls.  I could pick out the sound of Mother's voice as I moved, though.  She seemed to be doing her part well enough.<br/><br/>"Hey, is everyone alright?  Come on, get up.  We don't have time to lay around."  No doubt she was going around helping people to their feet, or something like that...