Grabbing a bottle of rum from behind the fox, our Ramen kept his hand inside the box and sighed.<b>“I'm going to thank Blindfold, it's been a long time coming.”</b>Taking out two bottles he handed the jug of rum to the thief and patted him on the head.<br/><br/>The bottle itself however was around the same size as Donchen and would more than likely get wasted with half the bottle left.<br/><br/>Uncorking his own bottle the Ramen rose to full height and stepped down into the hull of the ship turning to look at the two girl. Maybe the little guy had followed him maybe not but Foran hadn't cared and wasn't starting now.<br/><br/>Foran shot a look at bacon-tits and made it very clear that he was thankful what she had done, but if it ever happened that she was trying to wrap her arms around his neck in a hug, or anything else. If she ever tried to touch him without his okay, he would rip her open, no second thoughts.<b> “I'm going down below deck, for all your own safety you had better stay up here”</b>Pointing at dawn<b> “You are two weak right now to stop that elf” </b>Then pointing at Verita<b> “You would get eaten”</b>He might have said 'alive' or 'whole' at then end but left the word alone letting her think whatever she pleased about that.<br/><br/>He took a swig of his bottle and let the bitter taste mix with the blood he still had lingering on his lips. Foran turned away from the girls walking down to the lowest part of the ship.<br/><br/><br/>Darkness greeted him as all the lights had been put out by the beast who had made this her home. Foran reveled in it making his skin tingle with the predatory tingle of dominance. Feeling like a ruler in the dark watery tomb, Foran let the holes in his face flare like nostrils and he took in the scent of the dark. Wood, salt water, rope, dust. Blood. This was good for him, He could smell the blood on the girl but he had guessed the Ashen elf had gotten used to the smell of the Ramen, they had spent the last handful of hours together on the surface of the boat.<br/><br/>Smiling in an evil grin, the Ramen felt something close to disgust at the blood rushing through his veins, it was like a hunt. Dominate coursed through him and he clutched the neck of the bottle so tightly in his bone hands. He could hunt her but she couldn't hunt him back. He may have started out trying to thank her, his instincts told him to track her down and do what his kind have been doing for ages.<br/><br/>The sick feeling of reality came crashing around him, then what? He would have raped a important member of their group, one who had saved them all. Kill her and dumb her body overboard? What would he say to the others? Foran felt bile build up in his throat, trying hard to hold it down he got the wind back in his lungs and tried to speak.<b> “Blindy, you in here?”</b><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>