Open Log: Big Blue Wet Thing

[goingtobeunwell]

Terrors waking that morning will find a few things amiss with the ship: 1. it's hot and humid inside their cabins, and 2. the ship itself is rocking.  Swaying, in fact, as though the ice beneath them has melted and the ship is moving. Which it is, actually, and quite quickly too. 

The holes in the side of Terror have been repaired, the rigging put up on the masts, the dual wheels of the helm moving as the ship races through the waves on its own. Up above the sun is shining brightly. 
H.M.S. Terror is sailing once more, destination unknown.

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[mayiofferyouacoughdrop]

Professor McGonagall smiled at the offered hand, charmed, and reached out to shake it. "I look forward to it."

[choosethepath]

Sabriel goes along her way, glad that she could make some sort of positive impression on the woman on behalf of the other wizards.