❝ you will always
be the one my
heart searches
for in a room
in a world full
of everyone else ❞
ʚ❤︎ɞ ʚ❤︎ɞ ʚ❤︎ɞ
(update: re-reading this a year later and i'm about to do a whole lot of editing cause tf is this writing bro😭...
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Living the monster hunter life on a ship is all about adventure, freedom, and hunting. Sailing the open seas, feeling the salty breeze, and exploring uncharted territories. It's a life of camaraderie with your crew, facing challenges, and seeking riches from the bounty of which sea creature you bring to the royal table. Being on a ship in the middle of the ocean is what she lives for.
The vast expanse of water stretching as far as the eye can see, the peacefulness and serenity of being surrounded by nature, and the feeling of being completely disconnected from the hustle and bustle of the land. It's a chance for her to escape the worries of everyday life and immerse herself in the beauty of the sea. Plus, the breathtaking sunsets and starry nights are truly something to behold. It's a tranquil and awe-inspiring experience that allows her to connect with the power and tranquility of the ocean.
That's probably the reason why she loves to live on the ship. Another reason was because of her uncle, Captain Augustus Crow, or, just Captain Crow. The legendary sea monster hunter and captain of The Inevitable. To her, he's a Inevitable pain in her...
"Rise and shine sleeping beauty! We got a monster ta' catch!" a familiar, annoying, thick accented voice was heard from the outside of her shared room. Silently, she stared lazily at the roof over her that was covered with daggers that dangled in the air as she had threw them out of boredom. "I know ya can hear me, sunshine!"
Reluctantly, the woman groaned and pushed herself up. the aftermath of her drunk state had come to kick her ass and now here she was, struggling to even slip her boots on. fixing the red bandana around her hair to lift it off her shoulders, she proceeded to grab her belt that was holding small daggers and her sword. gifted to her by the woman who raised her when her uncle couldn't, Sarah Sharpe.
Reaching to her door, she opened and squinted her eyes as the sun had crept in and blinded her vision slightly. Despite her blurry vision, she could still make out his muscular figure and the witty smirk on his chiseled face. Gods, how she wanted to just wipe that look off his pretty little annoying face.
"Morning, Zarina." gods, even his voice was irritatingly sexy. it fueled the fire in her and not in a good way.
With her colored eyes still narrowed from adjusting to the sunlight, she cranes her neck to the right and earned a few popping sounds from her tired bones. "One day, Holland, I will skin you. Ye' hear." She threatened, her accent thick as ever while her eyes glared at him in her usual gaze.
she never liked Jacob Holland. he knew that. everyone on the Inevitable knew that. it wasn't hard to miss the displeased expression on Zarina's face whenever Jacob was near, or when her eyes would stare daggers into his whenever they were having their usual little dispute. it was mainly Zarina, as Jacob seemed to just enjoy being in the older woman's presence. it was the way the man managed to push her buttons so easily made him want to be around her all the time.
