07-08-2013, 03:41 PM
Grunting with the effort, Rianne stands up, not even bothering with all of the sand stuck to her skin. Still hanging off of her shoulders is the athletic bag she had on her while on the ship before they hit the storm. Paddling to keep afloat has her utterly exhausted and she is sore all over. Peering down the beach, she can see a girl maybe 100 yards from her. "Hey," she yells, waving her arms. She starts to walk towards her, ignoring the aches in her legs.
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