Morose

Song of Heroes - a Percy Jackson RP (Morose & DragonicQueen)

Capture the Flag...

Blue Team: Athena, Apollo, and Hermes
Red Team: Ares, Dionysus, Demeter, Aphrodite, Ares, Hephaestus, and Poseidon

Clarisse and the others showed Percy no mercy, but he attempted to hold his own. They managed to put a deep aching wound into his arm, blood flowing from his hand onto his sword. The subsequent pain - as well as the fact that they continued to press him - caused Percy to stumble backwards, his feet landing in the shallow creek that formed the boundary between the sides of the woods. Anyone who witnessed it would not have believed their eyes. The wound healed. And Percy Jackson, a kid who hadn't even been there a full summer, managed to beat back Clarisse and the others with ease.

And thanks to Fable's quick and able bow, the group rushing back to the Blue Team lines - led by Luke, who had the flag clutched in his hand - rushed on through with ease. Lorna's eyes lit up as she saw the red team flag come rushing on up, flying in the wind as Luke clutched it in one hand. "Hooray!!!!!" she cheered, abandoning her post and rushing forward. The Blue Team were in the midst of celebrations, cheering and hollering.

Whereas by the creek, a deadly growl sounded... Out of nowhere, a hellhound had manifested itself. It rushed at the young unclaimed demigod, intent on maiming Percy Jackson - but as suddenly as it appeared, Chiron's quick bow had skewered it with arrows, reducing it to monster dust.

But that was not the most surprising thing to occur.

No, that was the fact that young Percy Jackson, standing in the creek again in order to heal, had the glowing symbol of Poseidon above him.

The Blue Team's cheers died down, as most of them had made it to the creek by now, staring at Percy with transfixed horror and awe.

"Hail, Percy Jackson. Son of Poseidon," Chiron said ominously.

Ride or Die for the Republic (Morose & Kirah & Nallore)

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Commander Firtick

28 pts (Light-Side)

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"The Jedi will want something of the General's. I don't think you can carry her and Commander Blake. But maybe her lightsaber," Firtick suggested. They knew that destroying the facility like this would most likely obliterate the bodies within. It would become a mass grave. They would get to sleep with their brothers. General Mozh would, according to the Jedi, become one with the Force. They all would. Clones didn't have the same burial customs, but they knew that the Jedi had a special ceremony - something of the General would be nice for that. And probably nice for Commander Blake too.

Firtick then removed their helmet, and placed it on Commander Blake's unconscious body. "For the clones," they told Emzie. That one helmet could represent them all. They memorized the codes that Emzie was displaying. They approached the desk. None of the droids moved to stop them. Firtick typed in the code to arm the system. "It's been an honor, trooper. Now go. I know what to do." Firtick began to type in the second code, but they didn't finish it - and they wouldn't, not until they saw Emzie leave.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: the Hidden Gem (Nallore, Morose, Kirah) Ω

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☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️

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Location: Mount Rushmore, South Dakota
Skills: N/A

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Braden seemed fairly nice. Most former members of the Legion Nancy had met tended to be pretty helpful. It was one of the things she loved about Camp Jupiter - that everyone, no matter how insufferable, did try to pitch in when needed. There was a community, a support network that extended out of California, all the way here into South Dakota. No matter where they went, a member of the Legion was never really alone. It was like a socially constructed security net.

He had given his name, and answered that he was part of the Fifth Cohort. They were seen as somewhat losers around Camp Jupiter, requiring no letters of rec or anything from the gods to get in. Anyone could be there. And while some people were probably convinced Nancy had inter-cohort prejudice, she honestly didn't care. The only reason she had gotten a letter from Apollo was because he felt somewhat bad or guilty about not noticing she had been trapped in the Lotus Hotel, and it had been his attempts to pay her off more or less. She would've rather been placed in the Fifth Cohort and never spent a minute in the Lotus Hotel. She would've changed the timeline to be like that in a heartbeat.

"What are the machines for?" Nancy asked as they got out and headed on inside - she didn't recognize the sleek looking silver thing that was thinner than some books, or the other bulkier thing with it.

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Megan Pendragon

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Location: Rapunzel's Tower
Skills: N/A

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How have you been? It was a simple question, but one that Megan was at first not certain how to answer. She was staring at the man who had helped to raise her, and while biologically had not been her father, had at least been an uncle of sorts. This was the man who had trained her to be a knight. This was the man who, according to the stories, would win over the heart of her mother and help to destroy the marriage of King Arthur and Queen Guinevere. It was somewhat fascinating, knowing the tales, yet looking at Lancelot and just seeing the good knight, the kind uncle, a member of her family rather than the means of its destruction.

"I'm fine," Megan settled on. "I... am a healer who studies the dead, in the land I come from," Megan offered, translating medical examiner into terms Lancelot - and indeed the others - may understand. "I studied fencing and I now possess excalibur. I... I fancy women. I have a brother, who uncovers secrets to help the innocent. And I do not intend to return to that other land again." Her words felt awkward, but it was important to her now that these people know her - that her mother and father and honorary uncle knew her.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️

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Location: Burger King
Skills: N/A

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Nancy raised an eyebrow as the young god explained - or rather, just said a vague explanation, without more to it. "I didn't know the gods were still betrothing teen demigods these days," she said bluntly. There was a pinprick of fear that danced on the back of her neck at the thought. She had honestly assumed the practice was outdated, banished to ancient times. The notion that Apollo could marry her off, like cattle to be traded and sold... It made Nancy want to run screaming to her aunt's hunt all the more quickly. And gave her a rare moment of pity for Demi. Her eyes trailed off after him as he went to go and fetch the food.

Cassian seemed really irritated with the speed that they were traveling at. Nancy, to be honest, was not too concerned with the pace. Cross country travel was always going to be slow. But if she were to truly examine her own feelings, it was because she did not mind delaying the journey to the Lotus Hotel. Moving at the train's pace meant that she wasn't hurtling towards it as fast as could possibly be. One option did pop into her head though. They wouldn't be able to take advantage of it until the next morning, but perhaps Apollo might give them a lift in the Sun Chariot.

But Nancy did not want to see her father.

Instead, she fixed her gaze on the minor god. "I don't suppose you have a winged chariot hidden away somewhere?" she prompted.

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🌈 Leda Storm 🌈

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Location: Under the Sea
Skills: N/A

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A horn cried out and the invading force began to retreat, what remained of it at least. Some of the merpeople were cheering, celebrating the victory. But Leda was unconvinced. This had been too easy, too fast, too quick. She liked things that were fast - she preferred things to be that way - but she didn't trust this. There had to be something more. If this had been everything Camp Fishblood was up against, then they didn't need three heroes on a quest to come here. This was probably just the beginning.

"I feel like they were probs just testing us, seeing where we're strong - and where we aren't," Leda answered Kiera honestly. "Or maybe I'm just being a pessimist. But either way, I don't trust this. I feel like that was just the first wave." One of the merpeople then approached, asking if they wouldn't mind scouting, so clearly Leda's thoughts were echoed. Sera quickly agreed to it, stipulating that Kiera and Leda would have to come. "Sure, sounds like a smashing time."

Avengers Academy: Junior Year 💥

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@BlueSky44@Nallore@Trainerblue192@Achronum@PatientBean@Forsythe@Ogobrogo@Blizz@Ever Faithful@Kirah@Natsu

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2:40 PM - Mon. Sep. 13th, 2038 - Margaret Carter Institute

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@Ever Faithful@Natsu@Ogobrogo@Nallore@Forsythe@BlueSky44: The synthezoid looked incredibly uncomfortable as Diana inquired about his relationship with his ex-wife. It had been some time since he and Wanda had gotten divorced, due to a minor mishap - he had lost the ability to have emotions and to maintain connections. Wanda had been awarded custody of the children and when Vision managed to have his emotional capacities restored, too much had changed. Wanda had moved on. They were friends now, co-parents... but nothing romantic. And he felt they would never be again.

"Wanda is... she is well," Vision answered Diana. He was very thankful that another student had walked on up - Leah - asking questions. "Ah, yes. This ship has been at this specific location for approximately five hours. I am here serving as the faculty member monitoring this ship, in case any accidents should arise."

"Are you all prepared for auditions tomorrow? I will be overseeing the seniors and sophomore groups, with Lady Nimue," Vision added, attempting to keep up the small talk - and to keep his thoughts away from his ex-wife.

Vicky would receive another secure, encrypted message: 14:40:37 34.052235, -118.243683. STATEMENT: You should attempt to initiate a friendship with your roommate. It is good for your emotional development and social standing. END OF STATEMENT.

Vision didn't comment on the tension that rapidly built up between Zelda and Diana - he knew that experiencing conflict like this was important for a young person's emotional development. He hoped that Vicky would find herself similarly in a place of conflict and tension soon. He sensed that perhaps that might develop with Teddy. One could only hope.

Not too far away, the people in the Star Trek like costumes - fellow students - greeted Vicky excitedly. "Hey!! Are you interested in joining the spacecraft and engineering club? We meet weekly on Thursday nights from 7 to 8 in the robotics lab. Vis always gets us pizza afterwards and sometimes we watch old sci-fi stuff, if you're into that!" a perky girl with her natural hair put up into space buns said. "I'm Mel, by the way - what's your name?"

@PatientBean@Ogobrogo: The person running the mailroom didn't return - and even if they had, a sword in Sabine's hands probably wouldn't have made them blink an eye. There were at least a handful of kids on campus running around with magical medieval weaponry - and if it wasn't the students, then it was the faculty. The sword Sabine received was elegant in its craftsmanship, and grasping its hilt, she would feel a bit of warmth spread through her body, as if this was just right. The sword would look familiar to Chi Mai - and not because it looks like She Ra's sword - no, she'll have a vague feeling that she had seen that sword somewhere long, long ago and that it had been important.

Probably just the weed hitting her a little hard, right?

The package did come with a sheath for the sword, as well as a strap/loop of sorts, so that way Sabine could choose to either have the sword dangle off her hip or be securely tucked against her back for ease of transportation.

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April Flynn

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Location: the Field (School Carnival) - Kree Spaceship
Skills: N/A
~First Day Fit~

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April had a feeling that - even as Dorian asked if no one would bring up Percy again today, so he could take his mind off of things - that this would not be the last they heard of him. They had already had horrible encounters with him twice in two hours - at this rate, they'd have at least five more horrible encounters before they had even lit the candles on Dorian's cake! And plus, the words that Dorian had said after his session with Agatha returned to her. There was some gay shit going on here.

"Huh. You know, we usually just call the tech from, like, aliens and all the Alien Tech. Like this is Kree tech and that's Skrull tech and here's some Shi'ar tech. But no one calls what we have human tech or Earth tech or whatever? Like what if you rolled up into some space bar, and showed off your cool human tech, and it was a spoon? That's technically human tech, right, but it's not like a StarkPad or anything cool - it's not a hovercraft. But maybe then spoons are what people start to think of when it comes to Earth tech. Like, what's the spoon of Kree tech - is this ship here a spoon???" April rambled, her mind tumbling over itself as she thought aloud.

In short, she had no idea what sort of technology the Kree ship would have, beyond of course Kree technology... which could just be a spoon.

And then suddenly, Danni was going on about how fun it would be to live a Star Wars space hero sort of lifestyle. As one of Danni's best friends and a rambling bitch herself, April was completely able to just jump into his train of thought. Mostly. It involved being heroes with a ship in space and zooming around an asteroid belt - what more of a prompt did she need to let her mind run wild? "Ooo, we'd need to have some sort of a cool and tough name! Something cute and sassy, but also that would strike fear into the hearts of villains! We could be the... honestly the Hex Girls would be really cute, but it wouldn't make sense for the theme. Or we could be the... wait, nope, can't say that one in polite company aka with the teachers around, I'll tell you all later," April finished, giggling. The name that she couldn't say? the Space Sluts. Stupid, but she loved it. Plus it had good alliteration!

The smaller group came into view of the Kree ship - and April gasped, not because the ship was cool or magnificent or anything (which it was!) but because HER SISTER was there. It had been inevitable that she would run into Zelda. The school wasn't very big. And while she had not been intentionally avoiding her sister, she had just spent all summer with Zelda, and she knew her sister was probably not going to be super popular or anything... and April didn't wanna deal with it. She wanted to have fun, not have her kid sister glom onto her.

"Mayday, my sister is over there - she's the sad dollar store emo looking one!" April stage whispered to Danni and Dorian.

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Percy Novikov

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Location: the Field (School Carnival) - In line for Agatha's Tent
Skills: N/A
~New Outfit~

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"No kidding," Percy said gruffly, in response to Mads' apology. "They set me on fire and possessed me without consent earlier. I thought they were assholes, but I'm realizing they're just a bunch of idiots." Even now, Percy's tone was somewhat sharp. He again did not mention that he had been the one to bump into Dorian in the first place, instead just listing off the wrongs that had been committed against him. "I thought the people at this academy were supposed to be at least somewhat competent," Percy added.

Zari filled in Madalyne rather quickly as to how the two of them knew each other. It was relatively straightforward. His mother, Dominika, was best friends with Zari's mother, Sparky. This friendship stretched across reality and space-time, defying the odds and almost causing the apocalypse at one point. It was very and they were roommates, except for the fact that his mother married his other mother, Maria, her actual true love.

Zari then made introductions with the person that Percy was now incredibly interested to meet - her GIRLFRIEND. He wanted the story behind all of that immediately. Up until the moment when Zari had blushed at his question, he had honestly assumed she was aroace. "It's good to meet you, Andy. I'm Percy Novikov," Percy said, as Zari ran off into the tent, her robotic eyeball trailing behind her. "So. You're dating Zarina. I want details. Start from the beginning, please."

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Guin Stark

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Location: the Mansion
Skills: Telepathy
~Fit Check~

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Guin raised an eyebrow as Max mentioned his special relationship with Pyro. As a bi gal herself, Guin was pretty proud of her gaydar, and it was SCREAMING when she looked at Pyro and Max. "Got it, the two of you are fucking, so you trust him and can get information out of him. I love that for us." She wasn't too sure what to make of Max yet. She wasn't too sure what to make of most of the new people, to be fair - for better or worse, the rest of them had risked their lives together time and time again. It formed a tight bond that could not be defined by words. She didn't have that with Max and Perry and Jaclyn yet... especially given that Max seemed to turn up just about everywhere the Brotherhood was. Guin didn't judge him for that as harshly as she might have, given that she didn't want to be a hypocrite re her relationship with Pietro, but it was enough for her to label him somewhat sus.

Plus, Pietro had reminded her earlier that they had beef - even if Guin had already forgotten again what it had been about. Something from the House of M reality. It didn't matter.

Case in point, here was Miranda - another Brotherhood associate. She gave a sad story about the fall of Genosha, the end of her relationship with Magneto, and attempting to reconnect with her kids. Very depressing, but Guin wasn't particularly shaken. Her mind was more focused on crunching their current problem - of trying to maintain the staticky telepathic connection with Mary. She could barely make out the message from Mary, as every other word seemed to be missing, but Guin was smart and she got the gist - just as Miranda proposed something similar. The kidnapped X-Men were on an asteroid station Magneto was trying to build a new mutant nation on.

Miranda Fay is here, she said basically the same thing - that this is Genosha 2.0. We'll be on our way soon for a pick-up.

Jaclyn - that was her name, right, Jaclyn? - had an interesting thought. "Mare just confirmed - they're on a space station of sorts in Earth's orbit. Telepathic connection is weak, but it's there. I think I can guide us there in the Blackbird as we get closer, hopefully pinpoint them down more exactly." If the asteroid had limited space, maybe Magneto would want only the strongest mutants present. Maybe that was his proposal for how to deal with Genosha's fall - an event that Guin only knew what had been reported in the news.

"Wait, magnet brain's private island? Were you fucking him too?" Guin asked Max, an eyebrow raised. "Anyways, the Blackbird can detect cosmic energy and strong energy fields, nothing more specific than that. But like I said, I think I can use my telepathy to guide us to them, and spirit them away in the ship. If Magneto's just building a mutant nation, and nothing more nefarious is going on, he shouldn't have an issue with us taking our teammates home."

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Neil Spellman

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Location: the Asteroid
Skills: N/A
~Fit Check~

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Neil couldn't help but smile slightly as Peregrine woke up while blurting corn dogs! She was quirky and he liked that. He could already see that she'd maybe fit in well with Carolina, Annie, and himself. For the record, he was happy to see that Annie was there. And Bethany. And their fearless leader, Mary. And as much as he felt weird around him at times, Edus. "If this is a competition... then was that just round one?" Neil asked, jumping off of Annie's suggestion.

Maybe this was just the arena for the next round of fights - that they were going to be in some sort of weird space tournament? He gulped slightly at that idea. If they were doing a space tournament, he didn't want to have to fight Mary. He knew he could technically come back from the dead, but his aunties had warned him he could only do it three times. And he had already used that gift at least once before. If Mary killed him, Neil had a feeling that he would just stay dead.

But then maybe Ed was right - maybe this was supposed to be some sort of paradise... But paradise for what? And why? Neil didn't understand what was going on. He wished that there would be a helpful NPC or someone around for an info drop, like what would happen in a video game. They were going in blind and it was making him sweat. Mary mentioned that something was blocking her telepathy - and given that she was the Phoenix, it must have been something BIG.

Neil got up and followed Bethany as she tried one of the doors, opening it up into a similar room to the one they had been in - and revealed a dark haired man, a SHIELD agent that Mary seemed to be super familiar with. If Mary was cool with him, then he was cool with Neil. "Let's keep going, I don't like the idea of just... waiting for something to happen to us," Neil murmured.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️

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Location: Burger King
Skills: N/A

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Nancy rolled her eyes as Kristin returned the question to her. "If I did, I wouldn't have asked," Nancy muttered. There wasn't much use in muttering of course - she was fairly certain that any minor god would be able to hear them this close, no matter what volume they spoke at. But still, habits died hard. Her irritation with Kristin was short lived though, as the minor god ended up coming on up to the table with Demi not too long after placing an order.

Nancy took a sip of her drink during the introductions, and almost very nearly sprayed Kristin, quickly covering her hand with her mouth as Demi dropped a bomb. "Your... your betrothed?!" Nancy repeated, her eyes wide with shock. She had to resist the urge to laugh. She didn't want this minor god to incinerate her. Maybe Janelle was lucky that Zeke wasn't into her anymore - this entire situation seemed to breed mess and chaos. Though Nancy wasn't really sure who was messier - Zeke or Demi. For Zeke's sake though, Nancy hoped that he and Demi would break up. Mortal rivals to gods never ended up surviving long in the stories.

"I'm sorry, I think I must have misheard you. You said betrothed? If you knew about this before you started dating my brother, I'll hunt you. I swear it."

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🌈 Leda Storm 🌈

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Location: Under the Sea
Skills: N/A

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Suddenly, a cyclops crashed into the remaining siege weapon - and Leda couldn't help but let out a low whistle of astonishment. She had seen the way the water had wrapped around the monster as it soared, and she knew that odds were, Kiera had been the one behind it. Sure, there were other demigods present who could control water, but Leda recognized her girlfriend's handiwork with pride. She started to run back to the others, since the siege weaponry was all taken care of now, only to be taken by surprise - a cyclops had snuck up behind her!

Its club connected with her back, sending Leda onto the ocean floor hard. The monster roared, raising its club to smash again, only to be tackled by... Hercules! Leda squinted her eyes, annoyed and thankful as Hercules destroyed the cyclops in defense of his mommy. Ugh. Leda really did NOT like being called his mother. She'd rather be called a slur. "Thanks, Herc," Leda said, picking herself up and rising to her feet. "And again, I'm not your mum. If you insist, I'll accept sis. But not mum. I'm much too young and beautiful to be a mother. And not interested in being a mother either."

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Megan Pendragon

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Location: Rapunzel's Tower
Skills: N/A

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Megan followed Rapunzel into the next room, along with her parents. It took her a moment to recognize the man laying on the bed, even knowing who he was as she had entered. She saw her own intense dark eyes in his face. His brown hair was damp and curly, likely from sweat, and his face lightly covered in hair, the beginnings of a goatee. He clearly had seen better days. He looked like he had been beaten within an inch of his life and had just started the road to recovery. Apparently Maleficent's men had been responsible - they seemed to be responsible for almost everything that went wrong in this world, aside from Jack's father of course.

"Hello, Ser Lancelot," Megan said, noting that he was staring at her. The last time he had seen her, she had been a child, still with her natural blonde hair. And now, she was a raven haired medical examiner. She imagined she looked hardly recognizable to him. He probably wouldn't have imagined that the little princess would become so gaunt and morose.

Bounties of Space

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April had always adored purrgil.

If they had been a witch in the universe of the Owl House - a cartoon they had adored as a child - they would've made a purrgil be the shape their palistrom took. They were incredibly majestic creatures, naturally able to dip in and out of hyperspace. Some people thought they were bad luck, and maybe they were - emerging out of hyperspace into a purrgil was a great way to end up dead. But still, there was a sort of serenity about them that April liked - that caused them to not flinch in fear as a few of the purrgil nuzzled the ship. If it hadn't been for the spider web cracks, they would've pressed their hand up against the glass, trying to make a connection with these lost creatures.

"I'd love a pet one. Or two. Could name them Scylla and Charybdis. Y'know, the Greek sea monsters who guarded the sea, killing sailors in that little strait. The one with the rocks and all? It'd be fitting, actually. We could pick off people in the Belt ourselves, with Scy and Char as the muscle. Maybe it's time we tried out being pirates, once we get absolutely fucking loaded off of this bounty hunting gig?"

They had another thought though about the purrgils - one that they thankfully didn't blurt out. They didn't know how Dorian would take it, and if the idea hadn't crossed his mind, it was better that way. But the strange abilities of the purrgils to travel the hyperspace lanes, well, it reminded them of the pair of teleporting siblings they had known. Hell, one of them had even been named Percy. Purrgils. Purrcy.

"Wait, no no no no no, we don't have time for food! We already used all of our non-existent extra time on getting that fucking stupid Ravager ship. We can eat once we're rich as shit or we're dead, whichever one happens first!" April protested through the comms.