K12 jumped as he made it to the top of the stairs as he was immediately met with three soldierson the second floor guns trained on K12. k12 laughed wickedly as the three saws started spinning. They started firing at K12 as it lunged at the first guy saws digging into his chest he screamed out as he fell but was dead before they hit the floor. Most of the bullets bounced off but a stray bullet pierced one of the arms holding up the saws. K12 screeched and synthetic oil and sparks of electricity flew. The saws retracted into him as the minimum opened up inches away from the guys chest "Goodbye" K12 said in unison as it started firing tearing a massive hole through the man's chest, the other soldier saw this and threw his gun at the small droid turn and tried to run before falling and looking back only to see a bloody droid grabbing his leg. The man begged for mercy... The bots response was the return of the remaining two saws... Let's just hope no one came up the stairs to see what happened. It made it too the window over looking the front of the tavern and K12 camera zoomed in on a flash of light coming not far off it was a sniper, K12 opened fire on the sniper with the minigun a hail of bullets hit the sniper killing him before k12 refocused on the soldiers around evelyn tearing into some that were far enough away there would be no chance of her getting hit.

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This was when Evelyn noticed the new man. There was so much chaos going on, that she couldn't really tell what was going on. All she knew, was this guy, completely unknown to her, as well as several others, we're all trying to help her. K12, the psychotic bot; the new man, who apparently had Anu am abilities or something; Xz, the woman that had healed her. And Clay... where the Hell was he? Evelyn searched through the chaos, trying to find him, but didm see him anywhere. No. That could be him, right? Her eyes fell onto the beast; the werewolf.

A barrage of bullets flew by her suddenly, startling her. Flinching, Evelyn hunched her shoulders and lowered her head, her eyes squeezed shut. She stood there, her body tense, waiting for one of the bullets to hit her, but it never came. It only lasted moments before the spray of metal took aim in another direction. Evelyn cautiously peeked an eye open and relaxed a bit. What she saw, was more carnage and death. My God how was she going to repay these guys?

A laugh broke out behind her, and she felt the barrel of a gun press to the back of her head. The last remaining soldier near her, was hiding behind her; he used her as a shield. "Anyone else moves and her face won't be so pretty anymore!" She heard the familiar click of the weapon, indicating it was locked and loaded. All it took was a little bit of a squeeze on the trigger. "I mean it!"

Salamel waited for the wolf's answer feeling if they worked together, they'd finish this shit with a flash. Salamel was not doing this to be a hero. He's doing this because they attacked him first and he's simply moving this problem out of his way so to find a way home. That was when the wolf transformed again, causing Salamel to smirk. "Whoa-ho-ho-hooooo nice..." He said before without warning seeing the wolf dash out there.

A wicked grin came upon his face. So...it was race he wanted? Fine. About a second or two after the wolf got a head start, Salamel exploded from where he stood running at great speed to catch up to the wolf as they ended up neck and neck. Salamel was grinning the whole time before he realized what the wolf was aiming for. Good...he was getting the girl. Sal wanted to flex his muscles a bit from his frustration hes had messing with Olukayode.

With his speed, and getting ever closer to the aircraft, Salamel called upon the power of a triceratops to collide with the craft, using the force to break a hole into it but to cause it to shift to it's side as the male jumped in. The soldiers on the inside tried to respond to the hell that he was causing. Using a gorilla's power to break a man's jaw while one that pulled his gun out, had his arm grabbed and forced the man to shoot any others that were closing in and with that same arm, Salamel's fangs grew, turning his mouth black while delivering a huge amount of black mamba venom into the poor bastard following up with kicking him down. Sal heard some other men speaking about getting the guns ready as he jumped up to get back outside from the hole he's created and went after the guns from the outside to disable them.

They've already lost a few men in the crew and Sal brought it upon himself to use the power of a t-rex to pull and rip out the 3 guns they had available causing the controls to malfunction. With the aircraft crippled, Sal was about to go in and finish anyone else who could still be inside...if there was still anyone conscious inside, before hearing someone threaten the little Mrs. Sal looked over. "Hm?...the werewolf can take care of him...or someone else..." He said just waiting to see what would happen next.

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Sal had somehow missed one...
They walked right by him. Hidden from all his senses. A soft ‘thwoop’ ended with a fair ‘squelch’. The hostage taker crumpled to the floor. A silenced pistol Was dropped and discarded to the floor.

From the wrecked aircraft a lone soldier walked. Ignorant to the chaos and death surrounding them. Stepping over corpses and debris like they were nothing. This soldier, while armoured similarly, was not like the others. They did not walk or look quite like the others. A slender, slimmer figure with wide swaying hips and a fair bust. She moved with a casual womanly stroll, there was no urgency or panic in their approach.

She moved with a regal air of authority and importance. It’s imprinted on her every movement and action. It’s in the air around her.
Closing the distance, half way she lifts her hands to her helmet and removes the clunky piece of armour.


The first thing noticed about this soldier is her bright pink hair. Second comes the ‘I don’t give a fuck’ attitude painted on her face.

She looks Evelyn over as she continues to approach. Her judgemental womanly gaze leading to a disproving grimace “Eh. You wanna get out of of those ticking time bombs strapped round your wrists? Bulky doesn’t suit you.” She pauses to ask. Her voice honeyed and smooth, clearly failing to take in the gravity of the situation and adding a playful twist to the seriousness of it all. Only giving Evelyn her attention momentarily before instead directing it to the piece of gum that she fished out of her jacket pocket and placed into her mouth.
“Well?” She added impatiently with an eye roll and a gesture telling Evelyn to hurry over to her.

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Clay was ready and amped for battle. Filled with an unquenched bloodlust, he was excessively aggressive and desperate for combat. With the soldier now fallen it was clear his viscous growls were not only for him. Everybody on the field was a potential target for the wolf. The viscous snarls and snapping didn’t let up. He was watching and waiting for some movement to signify prey. Sniffing for that sweet scent of fear. Hoping just hoping something would run so he could give chase.

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Perilous knew all the aspects of the situation. Her biggest concern was her host, however. She increased the level of a calming hormone to his system. Calm down buddy~. Please don't make me start singin' a lullaby... she whispered into his mind.

Good God this was insane! The new guy was running faster than she had ever seen anyone run, with the strength of... She didn't even know. He was tossing soldiers around left and right as if they were just sticks. It was hard to keep an eye on him, but when he started charging towards the aircraft, Evelyn's eyes widened. She side stepped several steps and hunched her soldiers again, tending. Humans and guns, she knew how to deal with. Whatever this was... she was at a loss.

There was a werewolf standing not too far from her, and her heart was pounding. She stated at it, keeping eye contact with it. Every inch of her screamed at her to run. There was something that stopped her though. Maybe it was the fact that tho tho hadnt attacked her yet. Maybe it was the new sound she heard coming from the wrecked aircraft. The sound of armor against metal. Evelyn kept her eyes on the werewolf until she heard a feminine voice. Carefully glancing back, she did a double take. It was a woman with pink hair. She came off as arrogant, and Evelyn didn't like her already.

Was she offering to remove the cuffs from her? Why would she do That? Evelyn stared at the woman for a moment, her brows furrowed in confusion. She swallowed hard and took a deep breath. Holding her head up, she glanced at the werewolf, praying to God that it didn't attack her when she moved. Without waiting much longer, she started walking towards the pink haired woman. Evelyn remained alert and cautious, both of the woman and the werewolf.

As she approached the woman, she narrowed her eyes a bit, before finally turning around and facing the werewolf again. "Please don't attack me, please don't attack me," an thought to herself as she blinked slowly, hold on her arms out to the woman behind her.

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“Bet you think your soo bloody special don’t you? Think ya got lucky coz this rag tag lil bunch of freaks was here to save you?
...Babe, you aren’t safe yet, and your by far the unluckiest girl in all existence right now.”

Her voice was cold and unkind. As she as she continues to tinker with the restraint, taking no effort to be gentle, she leans in bringing her lush lips dangerously to close to Evelyn’s ear and whispers in a sultry spiteful whisper. ”You know I could just detonate this right here and now, blow both your arms off. You might live, you might die. Maybe that big pup will eat you afterwards. Either way it would be fucking unpleasant.”

Then with a ‘click’ the heavy restraint falls to the floor.

”You haven’t won anything, all this,”
She spreads her arms wide and flaunts over the dead soldiers and remaining carnage.

”This wasn’t even an inconvenience to us. It’s nothing, so don’t feel proud. None of them were truly alive, just merely resources of witch we have an unlimited supply. You can’t fight against that.
We are happy how this went, and it’s only the beginning. I’ll be seeing ya again real soon.”

She turns her head to face Sal and gives him a flirty smile and wink. As she closes her eye a gooey liquid begins to run from it, leaving a faintly sizzling streak running down her face. Next the same substance begins pouring from her mouth, you can also see it dripping down from her fingers. There’s a wisp of smoke coming from her skin and the clear tinge of acidity in the air.

The woman wipes the substance away from her mouth only for it to almost instantly reappear. She does not seem to be in shock or panic but clearly some form of discomfort. She looks straight ahead and mumbles something intangible. The liquid now running much faster. Holes open in her face where it bibles and oozes out. Most likely the same is happening everywhere beneath her clothes. Raising a boney melted half hand she gives a little haunting wave before crumpling to the floor, where the acidic decomposing process continues.

Small wisps of smoke, a faint hissing and a putrid smell begins escaping from all the corpses left laying around.

The giant wolf suddenly lets out a fierce and short alarming howl of pain. It’s head begins frantically thrashing back and forth. It drags its snout across the floor, tongue out, blistering up. A faint sizzling smoke escaping its own mouth. Xz can feel it’s pain and panic. It overrides any calming she was previously giving it.

Then if that wasn’t enough, a short somber moment later the aircraft exploded with a powerful force, rumbling the earth and sending out a shock wave as a giant plume of fire and smoke rose into the air.

The bodies melted and the equipment was exploding. The unwise wolf made its second mistake. It found itself standing beside a corpse, on its gun.
It went off like popcorn in the microwave. So many bangs running through the field and echoing in the tavern. It sounded like a firework festival.

They were not monsterous explosions but still in close proximity they were dangerous. As Clay and the wolf soon found out. The wolf’s rear left leg was nearly blown off, if it was’t for his super natural fortitude and Zx, it would have been scattered into a million pieces.

The drones all self destructed too, adding to racket. Nothing was left for easy salvage. Each exploding weapon threw a spray of corpse acid into the air. The tavern would truly require a great deal of repair after this.
And just to make things worse, a small fire had started within the building.

Evelyn continued to stare at the werewolf while the pink haired woman spoke in her ear. It went chills down her spine. When she felt the restraints fall free from her wrists, an exhaled a slow breath of relief and closed her eyes for a moment. When she turned back around, she watched the woman speaking about the destruction that had gone on within the last half an hour. She promised that it was only the beginning. Why? What was really going on?

And then, something off began to happen. The woman started... melting? Moments later, she was gone. Evelyn stared at where the woman had been in disgust before all hell broke loose... yet again. First, something happened to the werewolf, and it's sudden howl of pain startle her. Gasping, an turned and looked at it. He seemed to be struggling, in pain. And then explosion and guns began going off. One particular explosion was close enough, that the blast wave was strong enough to lift her off the ground and throw her several feet.

Evelyn hit the ground so hard, it knocked her out, a small pool of blood gathering just under her head.

While Sal watched the lone soldier keep the lady hostage, Sal was surprised someone, in a sense was under the radar with him as he didn't notice another being walking by and finishing off the individual that had a gun to the woman's head. Sal wondered if this was like a boss from a video game that they'd have to fight when he noticed the wolf looking like he was ready to attack. Sal would wait for a moment. This pink haired woman spoke to the lady they were helping and to Sal it was blah blah blah to him since he wondered if they were just going to continue to fight.

Then when she explained how all of these soldiers were not truly alive or something basically saying that there was a limitless amount, Sal looked around wondering if more was going to come out but then something caught his eyes, something interest, weird, gross, and confusing happened. The lady....melted?

Sal watched her smile as Sal smirked but it soon faded when she had a substance seem to ooze out of her orifices and other areas as Sal's eyes widened "What the freakin monkey teeth-....oh goodness!! um uh....wet nap?" he said offering and staring. "Bleh!..." He stared on. Then suddenly, the explosions began. Sal was closer to the airship as it exploded and which he was caught in it getting blown from the shockwave, flying towards the tavern as more explosions went off. Sal was unconscious for a moment as his senses caused him to have ringing in his ears the next time he'd wake up. his back was nearly like a pin cushion with the pieces of metal lodged in him while he, slightly conscious did what he could to crawl away from this and to try and get to the others.

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The sounds were deafening.

The explosions burned.

Burned like hell fire.

X-Z was having a very hard time keeping Clay together and surviving herself. The sounds made her want to go to the nearest hole and burrow deep underground, but what really got her was the heat of the blasts. Her ooze like flesh burned and weakened, but she ignored the pain by feeding off the Were's burst of hormones. She held on, letting parts of her separate and burn if necessary, but she cared not.
She would survive. And so will her host.

When all was semi-still, X-Z slid off of Clay and formed her usual self. But there were burns that deteriorated her structure. She had visible ribs of goo, her arms looking as if they belonged to a burnt zombie, and her head and tendrils clipped. She rested one hand on her chest. "Why..."
She attempted to get up, forcing herself to form legs in order for more stability. "Owy...owy...owww!" she whispered in pain. She held herself and grabbed Clay's leg. She dragged him away from any fires as quick as possible. Then she went over to Evelyn and dragged her to a safer spot as well. Then she fell onto her knees by the two. "I'm sorry...please leave a message...after the...beep...Riiiinnggg...Ow."

As Zx slipped off the wolf’s body, Clay’s transformation reverted. Without the thick layer of fur the rough muscular bartenders injuries were far more prominent.
Naked bloodied and bruised, he lay scattered and dazed on the floor. Everything ached and the world continued to spin as he tried to get up.

His first attempt was an instant fail, his damaged leg sending an excruciating pain through his body as soon as it bore any weight. He toppled back to the floor near unconscious.

He looked to Evelyn and Xz beside him, they seemed badly injured but alive and safe. Next his gaze went from the newcomer laying near the air craft wreck to the smoke rising from the tavern. Ignoring the newcomer Clay’s worries instead went to the tavern.
‘Oh shit! C’mon K12, fight that fire.’ He prayed to himself.

The mouthful of acid that the wolf had picked up continued to try and dissolve Clay. While only a small amount it remained persistent and corrosive. It was slow acting and consumed all his healing ability, but still, in his current state, it seemed to be ever so slowly progressing, and preventing any of his other injuries from recovering.

Still, putting all pain aside, Clay dragged himself up with a loud groan, sweat dripping from his forehead and down his damaged body, he scooped up both of the females under each arm. Then with slow staggered steps he carried them as he made his way towards the tavern. He wanted to say something reassuring but he couldn’t speak through the pain and injuries. So he just carried on hopefully towards help and safety.

Evelyn felt a sharp pain in her head and her eyes shot open, jolting her awake. She instantly regretted at, and squeezed her eyes shut. Reaching up, she brought her hand up to her head, resting the palm of it against her forehead. That wasn't the part that really hurt, no. It was the back of her head. It felt as if she had been hit with a Louisville Slugger. That's when she started remembering what had happened, and everything started kicking in. It was then that her body started aching, like she had been dropped from a 4 story building.

Evelyn groaned and moved her hand from her forehead to the back of her head where it had hit the ground. She scrunched her face up in pain and tried to sit up. This was when she noticed that she wasn't on something hard. No, she was in something soft. Taking her attention away from her pain, she opened her eyes and actually looked around. She was in a room, in a bed. But where? Panic struck her suddenly. Clay? Perilous? The unknown man? Where were they?

Ignoring the pain in her head and body, Evelyn jumped out of the bed and hauled ass out of the room. She looked around then, noticing that the place looked familiar. The Tavern. It was somewhat cleaned up and repaired. The bot. Glancing around, she noticed that she was up on the second level, and there were more doors on each side of her. Cautiously, Evelyn walked to one of tnem and slowly opened the door. It was empty. She walked down past it, leaving it open. Opening the next door, she saw the unknown man in another bed. "Ok," she said to herself as she closed the door and walked down to the other one. Opening that door, she peeked in, but didn't see anyone.

Turning around, she walked back in the direction she had come from, walking past the room she had been in and to th next room. She opened that door, and peeked in. There was Clay. Evelyn stood at the door for a moment, debating on whether she should go in or not. In the end, she decided not to, and quietly closed the door. Perilous hadn't been in any of the rooms she had checked. Did that mean she was dead? Evelyn looked down at the floor in shame, feeling tears burn her eyes. All of this was her fault. Releasing the door knob, Evelyn turned and walked down the stairs and to the ground floor. She walked behind the counter and snatched up a bottle of something. It didn't even matter what it was. Then, she plopped down on one of the bar stools.

Setting the bottle on the bar, she stated at it for a second before violently twisting the lid off and dropping it. It bounced off the bar and fell onto the floor. She didn't care. Evelyn brought the bottle to her lips and started gulping the alcohol down. She would get shit faced, and then leave. Leave it all behind. Maybe that way, those bastards would come after her, and not innocent people.

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"Turn the TV off, it's bed time Stuart. Don't wanna be drowsy for patrol, do you?" Perilous said, rising sleepily from the sink behind the bar. She still had signs of her time spent by the fire. She opened one pale eye and was in awe for a moment. Then she remembered. "Oh...I thought you had a concussion? Also, what was the loud as hell noise? I was sleepin' damnit!" She puffed herself up and put her arms on her goo base.

The taverns old floorboards creaked slowly one by one, the sound descending down the stairs and continuing to travel across the room towards the bar. Clay, barefooted, in tattered old jeans soon appeared. His movements slow and lethargic like his breathing. His mood sour. His tired face hidden in the shadows of a hooded jacket.

“Keep the pants, but that’s my drink.”Clay mumbles. Drawing Evelyn’s attention to the pants on her legs that weren’t hers.

Using the distraction he snatched the bottle from her hand.
“Relax, I was a gentleman the whole time. At least in my actions anyway. ” he reassures teasingly, managing to muster a sly, playful, tone in his raspy dry voice, eyeying her from the corner of his eyes as he takes a deep desperate drink of the ale.

As he turns to walk away, bottle in hand, he is stricken by a heavy and sickly coughing fit that temporarily robs him of his breath. Using a nearby wall for support he slowly regains his composure and begins to make his way back to the stairs, rewarding himself with a swig every few steps.

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Hearing the sudden voice of Perilous, highly unexpected, Evie choked on the alcohol she had just begun to swallow. Setting the bottle down, she brought her hand up to her mouth and covered it, the liquid oozing from between her fingers as she coughed and choked.

"Goddamnit," she cursed between coughing fits. Evelyn pulled her hand away from her mouth and shook the alcohol from it, her eyes catching Perilous rising from behind the bar. "You scared the shit out of me," Evelyn chuckled with a shake of her head. "And yeah, I probably do." She reached and touched the knot on the back of her head. That was When she heard floorboards creaking up above. Evelyn turned to as Clay coming down the stairs. He looked terrible. She sucked in a breath and held it for a moment. At least until he made his first witty comment.

At first, she didn't quite understand, but then she looked down. The breath she had been holding escaped her and her eyes grew wide. Those weren't hers!! Clay then snatched the bottle from her just as she looked up to meet his eyes. He reassured her that he had been a gentleman, but she continued to stare at him in shock. That was until he turned and started coughing. Bad. Evelyn rose to her feet in a flash, her shocked expression easing into one of concern. She watched him as he slow my made his way back up the stairs.

"I'll be right back," she stated to Perilous as she began to follow Clay up to his room. Evelyn didn't even ask if an could go in, she just went, closing the door behind her. There was a moment of silence before Evelyn finally spoke.

"You're the werewolf." It wasn't a question. The woman remained by the door, her back to it, as she watched Clay.

As the guns and body's exploded and melted the blood that had splattered across K12 from its episode earlier began to melt it.. Rusting him. The barrels of the minigun began to meld together, it still leaking synthetic oil now warning signs flashing on k12 camera. "^cRi_Ccritcal error ^brzztBLUE?! WHATS WRONG" K12 says freaking out as sparks are flying and oil leaking through the floorboards a few drops landing on and next too x-z/perilous?(I'm confused the names changed or I'm being dyslexic

Sal was still sound asleep, laying on his stomach with bandages wrapped around is neck, biceps, torso, and legs from the amount of damage done from the debris that came from the ship since he was closest to it. He's taken quite a bit of damage since coming to this world and haven't had time to heal from his other injuries. It would take a bit longer now but at this moment, Sal was dreaming.

In his dream, he was finally managing to beat the living hell out of Olukayode. Out matching his speed, strength, and overall power with his newly learned mythical beast abilities to even stand a chance but before he was able to deliver the finishing blow, Sal heard something in his dream. It was a faint whisper Sal?.......Sal?......I found you....Sal?....where are you Sal? Said the voice in his dream. Sal looked around. "Hm? Ramsy? Is that you?" he said turning around to see his brethren of his three man group, Ram-Sin. The moment he looked at Ram-Sin, Sal turned in his dream only for the chuckling Olukayode to take his blade and delivered a deep slash to Salamel's torso as a bucket load of blood gushed out from his body.

This woke Sal up as a growl and a lion-sounding roar came from the man making him jump up with his claws appearing and quickly slashed in the air while jumping to his feet. His fangs were sharp and his eyes looked like that of a lions. He was breathing heavy and looked around. "Hm? What is this place? man...I was kicking Olulu's ass...but was that Ram-Sin? Weird dream..." he scratched his head shrugging.

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meanwhile back in Grand Motherland - Ebonedge Greyzone.....

A man sitting Indian style in the middle of the room opened his eyes as his eyes faded from the glowing. The man sighed *sigh* Dammit Sal....I finally found you and you go ahead and sever our mental connection. I bet you just woke up. Now I probably have to wait until you're knocked out again or you simply fall asleep and that's usually spontaneous. This is why I told him he needs to practice his meditation, thus I could find him easier and pinpoint where he is to summon him back here. The monk looking man said as there was another tall strong swordsman standing near him.

I don't know how and why the hell we decided to team with him and make him leader? All he does is put our team and our entire guild in a messed up situation that WE need to fix. That dumb fuck!

Well he's responsible for gathering all of us in the first place but I get how you feel, Graves. I'll try again later and see if I get anything. Still...I'm making him take meditation lessons when he gets back....

Man...fuck him...

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Back to the tavern

Sal was looking around remembering he fought a bunch of soldiers before everything exploded and he could feel the pain around his body but what bothered him the most was... *Stomach loudly grumbles* "Ugh...I haven't eaten anything since the last world I was at..." He said walking towards the door and walked out the room. He started to sniff the air and walked down the hall as he smelled the girl from before and the guy...that werewolf individual and opened the door unannounced.

"HEY YO! Where's the food at?" he looked at the two. "Hm? Oh...you two getting ready to do some freaky shit...I'll find the food myself. Carry on!" Slamming the door and headed down to the main area and to the bar looking around for the kitchen. "I smell it...I know it's somewhere around here...yes...back this way!"

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Perilous immediately stuck her head out of the bar sink and stared at him with an angry eye and a whole were her other should be. "God Damn it, shut the f--- up you howling wolves! Some people are tring to replace whole sections of themselves here!" She got in his face with a stretch. "Come on. One more word. I dare you. I've taken down a Bildshnipe, you'd be nothing. Nothing!"

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Clay growled as the newcomer burst into the room, his loud obnoxious energy only further irritating and draining Clay. He ignored him, and seemed to be ignoring Evelyn too.
Without pausing he continued to stumble into the attached fancy bathroom, the immaculate pristine clean room laden with empty liquor bottles and crumpled bloody clothes.
Clay carefully navigates the shattered glass of a broken bottle on the floor as he steps towards the bath. With a load groan he slips into the empty tub.
With a swig and a sigh he finally turns his head to address Evelyn.

”That wasn’t me.” he replies flatly. Then with that goofy yet charming proud grin that he used so well, he continued.
”As promised, showers just over there. Don’t mind me.” Then he took another swig from the bottle and held it out in offer.

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While Sal was busy trying to find whatever he could to bring satisfaction to his belly, he looked over at something that spoke to him. When he looked over, the first thing that came to mind was a living...talking...shifting alien snot? Whatever this was, it spoke to him acknowledging him as he stopped what he was doing and practically ignored everything she just said.

He went to poke on her and sniffed her to take in her scent. "Hm? I didn't see you there. What are you? I'm Salamel of Kondo..." He said. "Want something to eat? Need help or somethin'?" He asked going back to what he was doing. He dug into the cooler grabbing some storage meats, pulling it out. It may have been raw but he could eat almost anything. He brought the food over and laid the large slab of meat on the table while grabbing a barrel of ale to help wash down what he's going to eat. "You were part of that werewolf weren't you?" He asked her while casually taking a seat.