Wet and Cold. And Wet

"Man overboard!" The cry rose from overheard, pulling Tamilyn instantly out of her slumber. Deftly maneuvering out of the hammock strung in her make-shift cabin, the small woman landed with a cat's grace and flew out the door, not caring that all she wore was a breastband and underskirt; it covered her well enough to be modest, anyway.

Launching out onto the deck, Tamilyn rushed to the side of the boat, rising onto her toes to peer out over the water. As she had expected, rather than one of the crew, not far off the bow floated - rather haphazardly - their quarry. "That's her!" she called before swinging her legs up and nimbly straddling the railing. A hand reached out to steady her and she swatted it away.

The woman looked in bad shape, floating scant feet above the water and looking toward the sky. At this distance, it was impossible to tell if she had fallen asleep or was merely accepting her fate as she sunk toward the waves. Either way, it wouldn't be long before her magic gave out, that was obvious enough.

Biting her lip, she judged the distance between them and shook her head. "No good," she murmured, glancing up at the sails. The wind was not blowing in the right direction to swiftly come up upon the woman. "Be ready for her," she directed no one in particular, trusting the crew around her to prepare. With a deft movement, she brought her other leg over the rail and dove into the water.

The waves were brutally cold this time of year, and when she surfaced she took a moment to let her temperature even out before swimming forward. Her strokes were strong, hair plastering against the side of her head, a single bead coming loose and bobbing away. Soon, she was beneath the woman, her feet within reach from where she tread. With quick, practiced motions, she drew wind to her as she would yarn, weaving an invisible basket and raising it up beneath her.

"Gotcha," she whispered, taking up the slack and bringing the woman to rest. Slowly, concentration split between keeping herself afloat in the water and the woman afloat overhead, she made her way back to the ship.