#d: 9.26.22

[ahuntersraxium]

when: september 26, 2022 where: blacksand beach, port grave who: @nadiacattaneo​ availability: closed

“Uh, excuse me,” started Raxium as he approached the woman on the beach. Well, he knew exactly who she was. Although, he knew she had no idea who he was. Still, he held out the satchel that had conveniently been handed to him by another pirate. 

“I was told this was yours.” He held it out to her once she had stopped to acknowledge him. There was always that moment in films where people who were connected in some way seemed to have this instant connection to one another. Raxium knew this was no movie, but he couldn’t help but be hopeful that the shared blood would be recognized in some way (though the rational parts of him knew this was not destined to be so, but a man could hope).