<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/u4B6UwM.jpg?1)   </div><strong>Name</strong>Fetter<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Ship attack, Gulf of Mexico<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Copycat, team, survivors on water<br/>Character sheets (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=190246)<br/><hr/><br/>Giving a quick nod of assent to the team leader, Fetter seems coiled and ready as she turns quickly to Copycat and Cherry. She finches, looking  into Copycat's sapphire eyes,  and makes motions to speak before managing the words.<br/><br/>The giant octopus doesn't phase her, but someone else touching what makes her unique? Somehow absorbing part of her?  It makes her skin blanch, her knees shake. "I don't know what that might do... I'm sorry. Cherry will be the best choice."<br/><br/>Following Midnight's lead, she tumbles out the open hatch and dives through the air like a figurehead, hands splayed to the sides and legs together in a streamlined dive.   A few seconds of peace, of roaring wind and the flag - like whipping of her cape, and she opens her eyes.<br/><br/>Determination. Like she learned to  drive her momentum on the swing as a little girl, it came naturally, a suggestion of gravity and balance, of her heart and her body. Flight.<br/><br/>With booming thunder, she rocketed to the ship and seized lifeboats -- out of the crew's reach on the side of the upended vessel, she seized two, one on each hand, and began scooping up sailors as she followed the ship down.