Within the deep maw… within the bowels of the ship sleeps a woman clad in but a yellow raincoat, her black bangs acting as the only thing to protect her gaze from the horrors along the way. She sleeps within a broken suitcase, dreaming of a lady in a white mask. Unfortunately for her, she knows what she must do. She must find that very lady to awaken her own powers. Suddenly, she wakes up, rubbing her eyes softly as she looks around.

Even now, even when she’s mostly accustomed to all this… she’ll always be afraid to do anything. She quietly gets out, stretching slightly. She feels her stomach rumble with hunger, a small frown coming to her lips. She knows there’s just about nothing edible on this ship… and if there is, it’s probably not something good tasting.

“Urgh… if only…”

She murmurs to herself, running a hand over her yellow raincoat’s hood, sighing softly as she slumps, walking about with saggy shoulders. She’s so very tired…