The giant stayed silent as the Vulpari started to fish out the blades and other clogs in his joints. As the sounds of footsteps intensified with the growing activity on the ship, Ogun grew more and more alert. In this state he would not be able to do much in terms of fighting. Rotating his head he noticed how exposed the fox girl was and something stirred in him, like a pulse of energy. This unknown sensation was very quickly followed by an overwhelming sense of embarassment that led him to jerk his head in another direction, keeping it looking at all other angles save for that that made him look upon Parin's nearly naked form. Unfortunately there was no forgetting for him, the image of Ms. Parin leaning over him exposed was burned into his memory and nothing outside of a devastating system failure would be likely to make him forget it. A spectrum of colors from a rosy pink to bright yellow shimmered from between the cracks of his armor and the holes in his shoulder socket. A sense of panic took hold of him as he tried to decipher what it was about Parin that was making him so uneasy and embarrassed. As his left leg was suddenly able to move, he smoothly moved it, running a diagnostic to search for any damage of a more lasting nature. As the fox girl pawed at him and effectively fixed his joints, he was grateful and buzzed a muted<i>"Thank you.</i>" before the sounds of footsteps started to close in on the pair.<br/><br/>Before he could even tell her to hide she was gone from his sight. A sense of relief washed over him as well as nervousness. He could only hope that she was okay. The clicking of an Aviari's talons on wood grew closer and very quickly he smoothly contorted his limbs to better resemble a pile more than a humanoid. In the dark, the Aviari was blind but curious while a quick adjustment to his vision made him see the Aviari clear as day. It was male, young. Strong but appeared battered, tired. Perhaps it had been a rough day at sea. His legs would be easiest to break from this position, a smooth unfurling of his arm could shatter his left knee and the momentum could cause severe damage to the right. From there it was a matter of crushing him under his bulk. He felt as another crew member picked up his arm, luckily for the holder, he could not move it for his first instinct would have been to go for the neck and quickly crush the windpipe. When the Aviary bent down and started to feel him though, he quickly started to realize that they did not recognize him for what he was and that very likely they were in no condition to be hostile, or at least the two investigating him were not. It was best to enact a non-lethal response.<br/><br/>As the male Aviari's hand ran over Ogun's chest plate a small hiss responded. The Aviari jerked back his hand as the chest plate began to split open, folding outward to reveal complex internals that also slid around and folded away to reveal a strange, clear orb emanating a soft, white light. Entranced the Aviari leaned in closer and closer, looking into the shifting, dancing lights within. Very suddenly the orb flashed intensely, temporarily blinding the Aviari and causing him to yelp loudly while falling backwards. As he rubbed at his pained eyes and moaned, the metal quickly started to slide back into place while the pile stirred. Ogun's limbs unfurled from their contorted position before he got up and towered over the crumpled Aviari. In the dark he looked like some lumbering beast and as he looked to his left at the female that was dragging away his arm, the female looked back in terror. Looking at the void where his arm should have been, she quickly realized what she was dragging away and dropped it before running back toward the rest of the crew squawking for help and pointing at the towering, dark humanoid that was walking toward its missing arm.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>