third pact ❖ {across the ocean}

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[Continuing the trend, Emil appears and shakes the sand off his dark clothes. They seem to be charmed against the elements, though, so it's not too much of a struggle. (He's still kind of itchy.)

After that's finished, he pours himself a glass of juice from the kitchenette, sits at the island, and pulls out a scroll. It's the beginnings of a map. With some frustration, he pencils in their new coordinates and writes in a new town name somewhere up the coast.

'Iselia.'

He's clearly lost in his thoughts, not all happy ones, and may or may not notice any guests in the kitchen area.]