<div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Splitting my post up into two! Didn't one any single one to be just immensly huge. XD Still the same amount to read, but it's not as much of an undertaking all at once.</div></div></div><br/><br/>"Ow..." Eruin complains softly - he'd landed right on his tail. Dangit, that hurt - oh yes, Rea had a reckoning coming for this one. Soon as this whole ordeal was over, anyway. At least the catgirl didn't seem hurt. He could feel the softness of her body, the slenderness of her form through the overly baggy clothing that she wore - it was surprising, to say the least. When she pulls himself off of him, he leans up onto his elbows, looking up at her as she smoothed herself back out.<br/><br/>The sound of her voice was the first thing to really hit him - it sounded so lovely, so charming...soft and enticing - surprising, to say the very least. Then, just beneath the thick hood she wore...he managed to get a single glimpse of her face. The beautiful blue eyes, her pristine, soft-looking fur, the perfectly beautiful features of her face. For just a brief moment, Eruin stared, awestruck - she was beautiful.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> “Apologizes…” </div></blockquote><br/><br/>"W-wait!" Eruin calls, finally seeming to find his voice. The wolf, ignoring the stinging sensation in his backside, starts to scramble to his feet, but it was too little, too late - the girl was already gone, dissappeared back into the crowd from whence she'd come "...I'm sorry." He mutters to noone, not even really audible over the craziness going on around him.<br/><br/>Glaring a Rea, he gives the smirking lupine a raspberry, which only seems to further her mirth<span style="font-style: italic">~...Hah. You were saying?~</span><br/><br/>The words are lost on him, though, as he stares after where the gorgeous girl had dissappeared off to - wow. She was stunning. Even amongst the fey, he'd never felt his heart stop like that before...<br/><br/>Shaking his head in an attempt to clear the gorgeous feline from his mind, he slowly gets back to his feet, rubbing his sore backside with one hand. Rea also manages to find her footing, rolling back to her feet and planting them - a little more spaced apart, so she'd keep her balance - firmly on the deck.<br/><br/>Things were happening fast. The telltale sounds of hooks being tossed onto the railing was a pretty clear indication - someone was going to try to board them. He had a feeling...this was going to turn VERY messy, very quickly.<br/><br/>"Rea - looks like this is going to turn into a fight. Try to protect the innocents as much as possible." He unsheaths the folded up scythe from his backstrap, removing a small assortment of wooden pins from his beltpouch. In a matter of seconds, he folds out the three-foot-long wooden handle (Which, strangely enough, doesn't appear to be carved wood...but something more natural. The bark is even still on it..), placing a single wooden pin in the three-section curved shaft at each joint, locking it into an 'open' position. With a jerk of his wrist, he snaps open the blade of the scythe - which was not made of metal...but bone. Almost a perfectly formed rib-bone from some sort of enormous creature. A single pin is slapped into it, locking it open - and he was ready for combat.<br/><br/>'By the way. Remember that jerky I mentioned? I think...I've lost my appetite for jerky. Got something a bit more pirate-like in mind, now..." The smirk Eruin gives to Rea is perfectly mirrored - NOW he was talking.<br/><br/>"Oh, Eruin..." She says aloud, her cover already broken three times over "...you are too good to me. I'm starving..." Licking her lips, she begins to gaze around the deck, ready and waiting for the first pirate to pop his head over the railing... "...I can practically taste them already. Mmm...squirmy two-leggers..."<br/><br/>Laughing softly, Eruin slips up onto Rea's back, his legs digging into her side to prevent himself from falling off. The enormous wolf never even seems to notice "Me too. If things go bad...well, you know the plan." It was not the first time 'the plan' had been enacted....<br/><br/>Concentrating for a few brief seconds, Eruin closes his eyes, visibly tracing a symbol in the air. The symbol remains suspended for just a single second, before dissappearing in a soft flash of reddish-green tinted light. Immediently...the effects of the spell are visible. From just beneath Eruin's shoulderblades, and just above the shoulder-joints of Rea's body...long, thick, tentacles begin to sprout, each one easily ten feet long. Within a matter of seconds, the reddish-tented tentacles are fully formed, capped with a broad, gripping pad with backwards-curved hooks (Very much resembling a displacer beast's tentacles) "Aah...that...stings. Sheesh. Let's do this." He murmurs darkly, gripping his scythe tightly - it was time to kick bubble gum, and chew ass...or...did that saying go a little differently...?<br/><br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Eruin casts 'Evard's Menacing Tentacles'. Rea Sharespells.</div></div></div><br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Tentacles that very much resemble the ones found here <!-- m --><a class="postlink" href="http://www.dotd.com/mm/MM00047.htm">http://www.dotd.com/mm/MM00047.htm</a><!-- m --></div></div></div><br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> "OKAY, anyone interested in giving these stupid fucks all the trouble they're asking for, FOLLOW ME. Everyone else GET BELOW DECK," </div></blockquote><br/><br/>Eruin and Rea stare off after the german shepard as he takes off at a full run, drawing some sort of small, liquid-filled vial in the process. So, he intended to fight as well?<br/><br/>"...Wonder what will happen to him if noone follows him?" Rea asks quizically, watching him as, for the moment at least, he runs off alone.<br/><br/>"Pirate chow, most likely. Pity, too. Seemed like an okay guy...whatcha think. Should we help him?" Eruin pats Rea's side, also watching Theron as he darts off.<br/><br/>"...Meh. Why not. Safety in numbers, right? The rules of the pack." Rea takes off at a trot after the german sheperd, somewhat easily keeping pace just a few feet behind him.<br/><br/>"The rules of the pack." Eruin echos, readjusting his grip on his scythe. Wonder where that catgirl got off to....and why he couldn't stop thinking about that beautiful face.