[Worm]

Her voice was sweet like nectar, but her words cut, sliced through the air and pitted deep in his stomach. "Love is eternal." He mentioned softly. "Our time together will be brief. But the love we feel will never leave." He gripped her fingers, cool and soft. "I want to take you fishing." Ilan reminisced in her memories of the ocean. "I can take you now - if you'd like." He spun around Qi in her chair and crouched down beside her. He looked up at her with dark eyes - contrasting his bubblegum pink hair that grew like thick hedges on his head and chin.

"I can take you anywhere you want to go." The best drug of all wasn't something ingested. But rather, something you plug in.

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Quash was stumped. He had more rage and sorrow than he knew what to do with. But he wouldn't achieve his revenge if he died via these two trigger happy loons. Then again, would it be honorable for him to die for his master's redemption? No... Not like this. He hissed, his dark hood raising around his head as he did so.

"I will be back, Pirates..." And with no struggle, he weaved off and away from the Hangman's Cry. Tennan was tempted to run after and stab him just like she did his vile owner. Instead, she rubbed her disturbingly smooth arm and grimaced.

"Yeah, you better run!" She hollered behind his dragged tail as the lizard disappeared into the distance.

"Fuck. I really wanted to eat that bastard." She complained towards the twins, still not giving any concern to the poisoned Marco. Though her head plate was beaten up and dented, her body was slimy and fresh, it was an interesting juxtaposition that she wanted to address sooner rather than later. She noticed now that her clothes were on her old body, which now sunk to the sea shore, most likely surfacing on the beach.

"Could I get some clothes?" She groaned. "Or do I have to wait for the branding first?" Tennan crossed her arms, nudging Marco lightly with her bare foot to make sure he was still alive.