Stormy Seas!! Idk who's "your muse" and "my muse" BUT where she finds him instead of kelvin 8))
SEND “STORMY SEAS” FOR YOUR MUSE TO FIND MINE WASHED UP ON SHORE.
danielle stops dead in her tracks when she sees something ahead upon the beach. unmistakeably , it’s a person , washed up upon the shore of the island like driftwood. the first person she’s seen in years. perhaps a trap. head snaps around to search the treeline for oncoming predators or assailants. only once she’s scanned the horizon in every direction does she turn her gaze back towards the sandy shore. they’re unmoving , the waves still lapping at their lower body. either dead or unconscious , each having it’s own problems. god knew that creeping towards an unconscious body could be a recipe for disaster. if she scared him , he could attack , and god knew what kind of person he was. not to mention the fact that she wouldn’t put it past people that stole babies , to use a body as a trap.
and so , when she approaches , her gun is raised , finger resting upon the trigger in preparation to fight should she need to. expression is stern , prepared for any sign of trouble. always better safe than sorry. a lesson she learned far too late. her approach is slow and careful , tip-toeing across the sand , any noise hidden beneath the crash of the waves. strange , that he is all alone , as though created by the ocean itself. any plane or boat would have other passengers. but it’s just him.
once near enough , head tilts and she uses the toe of worn out shoes to nudge his arm. only upon deciding that he isn’t faking it , and that he truly is unconscious , does she sink to one knee ( gun balanced upon it ) , a hand extending , two fingers pressed to the side of his neck in search of a pulse. and then , more to herself than to him , ❛ qui es-tu? ❜