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Post by BECKY LOVE on Apr 1, 2012 13:30:10 GMT -5
"Ummm... Ok."
The helm? Becky hardly knew which part of the ship that was. She knew virtually nothing about ships altogether, and very little about navigation as well. This trip was definitely going to be hard for her, but at the same time, she knew she'd have to watch over Max. Her greatest hope now was that... well, he wouldn't have to kill any more people.
And of course, part of her wondered still... Exactly how much does Max actually value life now? She asked herself as she looked at him. Did he still value her life? How much? She knew they were friends, but would that ever change? There was simply so much running through her head right now. However, after looking to him for just a few more seconds, she finally whipped around and made her way to the boat's wheel, which she assumed to be the helm, as it was the only thing that really made sense at this point.
And once there, she attempted to turn it. She'd have to figure this out by the moment, as for right now, she knew absolutely nothing.
[END THREAD]
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