Knock, Knock Madam Hana-ho

Hanako · 04-19-2023, 03:04 PM

Hanako sucked in a breath, felt a tightness in her chest so suffocating it made her wonder for a brief moment if she was being held underwater. The air stolen for her very lungs. She recognised the scent long before she heard the clicking of his paws against stone, knew it was a Pirate and a particular one who wasn't fond of her, if memory served. Before she would have been a little surprised at his brazenness, pirates were ballsy, but this was really reaching new heights. But all she felt now was a stirring of anxiety, a spiralling hurricane of what ifs and things she really didn't want to think about. Now or ever. She pressed herself against the far wall, carefully backtracking as her gaze darted about, near desperate to spot someone, for anyone to come and help. She was still healing up, still battered and bruised. If she ran would she even be fast enough?

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Knock, Knock Madam Hana-ho

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