Don't panic, don't panic, your going to be okay. That's what Havia told herself as she pushed her way through the depths of the ship. With the crew notified of a straggler, that captain was going to be looking for her. But if she was that important, she'd make it a chore for him.

If I'm correct, then I should almost be there.. Havia thought. Stopping to peek around the corner, Havia spotted nobody, and advanced. She had to play her game very carefully. She didn't know what these pirates had up there sleeves.

( I'm going to post, just to keep things moving. I have a friend that's going to play Davy Jones, and to have an actual plot within the RP ))

Alas she found her way through the dark hallways, and into one of the doors, Havia found herself within a small holding bay for barrels. Out towards the hull walls, a single trap door where a cannon would peak out revealed it's self. Looking around, Havia saw nobody within site.

Being pretty light, considering her size, Havia crawled up on top of the barrels to reach the small hatch, and proceeded to carefully climb up. onto the exterior side of the ship. From her position, Havia held onto the side of the ship between one of the bow cannons and the headpiece, Climbing a few paces towards the headpiece, another small cannon hatch revealed it's self. Using her other hand to pull it open, Havia slipped inside.

Taking a short fall, Havia landed on her knees and hands. The feel of more cleaner, less used wood under her palms reminded her of the floor at home. She shrugged the thought off silently, which she began to stand up and look at the area she'd found. The enclosed space with a small hatch on the far wall, and the works from the headpiece supports were the only things that filled the room. The rest was empty, and a small amount of saw dust from when the ship was built.

I'll hold up here until they stop for supplies. She thought. I hope nothing happens..