ELOISE
'The fuck did I sa—' She'd seen it coming, just as they all presumably had. The reason the sails had needed to be lowered was precisely to avoid what had just happened: the wind throwing the Ark around like a toy boat in a fucking bathtub.
Reaching out for the thick ropes attaching part of the mainsail to the mast, Eloise makes a loop around her waist and then her arms, before trying to secure it against the juts of metal previously holding the coils tight.
Using her telekinesis, Eloise will continue to try and drop the other sails so that further gusts of wind will sail harmlessly across the bow rather than snapping the masts in half.
Eloise tries to tie herself down with a rope, before using her magic to try and drop the sails again.
Reaching out for the thick ropes attaching part of the mainsail to the mast, Eloise makes a loop around her waist and then her arms, before trying to secure it against the juts of metal previously holding the coils tight.
Using her telekinesis, Eloise will continue to try and drop the other sails so that further gusts of wind will sail harmlessly across the bow rather than snapping the masts in half.
Eloise tries to tie herself down with a rope, before using her magic to try and drop the sails again.
but hungry dogs are never loyal
