2023.11.06: Rise of Cocaine Shark
| Rise of Cocaine Shark | |
|---|---|
| Iris sends the kids out for some mild piracy | |
| IC Date | November |
| IC Time | Afternoon |
| Players | Pancake Ashkii Abril Calypso Evan |
| Location | Somewhere in the ocean |
| Prp/Tp | The Saga of Cocaine Shark |
So it's day time, the weather is your standard Californian winter, slightly brisk but not really cold, bit drizzlier than usual. Which is kinda good, keeps the smog down at any rate. Throughout the morning, String, Iris's weird familiar that looks like color changing yarn, has been out tracking each of you down one by one. The cat is probably the tricky one of the bunch, but still manageable. When String DOES find its targets, it's time for a rousing game of Pictionary to figure out what the fuck it wants from you. It's yarn, it cant speak. Yes, it COULD just shape itself into letters, but that's boring, so it's not gonna take the easy route. The messages differ from person to person, String probably actually forgot most of the original message, so instead you get...
Evan: The Island is being attacked by literal kaiju! Like... At least 14 of them!
Abril: Mysterious sandwich spotted at The Island, prossibly it's taking vengence for its slain and devoured brethren.
Calypso: Fairies have started a rave at The Island, and it's definitely going to sink and we're all gonna die.
Ashkii: Iris is being eaten by a rogue cocoanut and desperately needs assistance. Help me, Ashkiiwon Kanashkii, you're my only hope!
Obviously NONE of these things are true, there's no kaiju or sentient sammies or raves happening on the island. Just normal island stuff. Iris is on the beach with a book and a bottle of water, not being attacked or anything. Nearby at the dock, a speed boat with 'COCAINE SHARK' painted lovingly on the side and back bobbles on the surf and awaits shenanigans.
Abril's literacy skills have thus far not been tested so perhaps it's for the best that String went pictionary route instead of spelling things out for the lupus. Sentient Sandwich attacks don't make much sense, but then again she's seen weirder things happen especially when relating to a certain Elder. She dons her coat of usual human-stuff and books it to the ferry. then to the island. It's with a real cautious look that the philodox arrives. A tentative sniff at the air.
Evan comes along when summoned. Sure the ferry ride out to the Island takes like an hour but he's not super concerned and happy to while away the journey with some guitar music as he takes requests from the elderly bone gnawer kinfolk that pilot's the ferry (Joezeppi). Hopping off on arrival he wanders over to Iris fearlessly "G'day Elder. How's things?"
Cat and Not-Dog were in the same apartment when string arrived. Cat totally wasn't attempting to convince Not-Dog to enter into this dog show that she found on facebook advertising that they could win a hundred dollars for best costume and totally wasn't so frustrated that she went off to her bedroom when string played pictionary with her. Alas, it takes her quite a bit of time to figure it out then she HAS to get ready for the rave! Can't go just willy nilly to stop teh fae from sinking islands! Thus, without really an explanation on what string told her and without clue what string told Ashkii - they're off! As far as Calypso goes - she's rave-worthy attire with all sorts of neon and bright colors and funky hair style only to get to the island and just stare at the lack of fairies as she steps off the ferry, which is the closest to a fairy she has come to now.
Ashkii arrives along with Calypso, and unlike her, he's just dressed normally. It's clear whatever he figured out from string was different than what she did. When they arrive and find things less than too dangerous looking at the current time he waves to the others and then laughs saying, "What do you expect getting a message from String. That thing is the best."
Iris looks up from her book - something by Carl Sagan - and grins at Evan when he greets her, "Hello!" she beams, and that smile switches over to Abril as well when she spots the lupus, and then to Calypso when she appears as well! She tilts her head and looks the bastet up and down, glances at the WAY less colorful others, then says, "Yeah, I like it, that's gonna work out really well, I think." She snerks and then points over at the speedboat, "I wanted to let people know that it's fixed! Good as new and all gassed up, ready to have all new holes poked in it! You guys wanna go make a super bad day for some drug haulers? Aaaaaand can any of you drive a boat? Or.. at least a car?"
"I can drive boat?" Abril... does not sound that convincing though perhaps a little more confident than one would expect of a lupus? She even raised her hand and everything as she volunteers.
Evan shrugs at Mercy "Jackie's been working on teaching me to drive. Boat's gotta be even easier right? Not as much out there to run into! I am always up for doing bad things to bad things, it'll be great."
Calypso's head tucks down, looking at her outfit then up towards Ashkii then over towards Iris then the rest before falling back over towards Iris. "Ah was told der were faeries sinkin' de island with ah rave so Ah dressed.. appropriately.. fer dat." Attempting to cover for the reason for her outfit, she ahems as she adjusts some neon glow braclets around her wrists. "Ah've watched others drive ah boat 'fore if'in dat counts."
Ashkii winks at Calypso and then moves to the boat to check it out. A soft whistle of appreciation is given and he says, "Niceeee. Now we can do some real piracy against the wyrm. Stick it to 'em. Get some real wins on the water." Laughing he looks to the others shaking his head, "I can't drive. Or maybe I can but I've never tried."
Whether Iris is fooled or not by Abril's claim, she just grins and chucks a set of keys at her. "Pilot, and co-pilot," she adds with a point at Evan, and throws him a bit of map in plastic wrap so that water wont hurt it. With the map gone, she'll have to get a new bookmark, damn it. But this leaves Calypso and Ashkii now, and she digs a pair of small SMGs out of her Bigass Purse. Same guns from the dudes they took Cocaine Shark from in the first place. "And here you go!" she says, offering cat and coyote a weapon. "No you look great! I mean if anything, you could pull the trigger to a techno beat, or beat people with glow sticks." We're all gonna die.
Standing up and dusting sand off her butt, she starts towards the dock and speedboat. "I'm gonna open up a bridge for you, and then I'm gonna open it again in an hour, same spot. It's marked on your map, so just... try not to get lost cause I'm too lazy to do a search party today. Your target is the Sun Queen, it's somewhere near where I'm dropping you off. Smite, board, loot, the usual stuff. Try not to attract the coast guard if you can help it." She waves them off to go inspect their searide and get ready to go.
Abril catches those keys and even puts on that handy-dandy kill-switch around her wrist. And a nod as Evan gets the map. "I'm not so good at maps... but drive through bridge. Find Sun Queen. Take out. Don't attract guard of coast. Or make sharks mad." A bobbling of head as she recites instructions and adds that one more.
Calypso accepts the gun a bit awkward, making it clear she has no clue what she's doing with it as she moves it from one hand to the next. "Cool!", is the first expression from the Rainbrow Brite-Cat. "Ah can totally choke 'em out wit glow sticks." She wiggles her gun towards Ashkii's direction. "Y'know how t'use dis?" It may be accidentally pointing to particular no-no bits at the Not-Dog when questioning of use of guns. She looks over towards the rest then back to Iris at the explanation, tipping her head.
Evan laughs and accepts the map and peers at it "I'm sure we'll figure it out. I have never used a gun though, and especially not one like that. My biggest plan is throwing a boarding line and running across it like a tight rope and going tooth and claw. 'Get em' ain't much of a plan but sometimes simple is good. Open to critique though, iffin ya'all have any other ideas."
Ashkii shakes his head a bit as the gun is handed off and then quickly puts it aside. Somewhere it won't fall and shoot everyone and somewhere he won't accidently use it to shoot everyone. It's clear the coyote isn't very well versed on all man things, even if he likes to act like he is. "I'm not great with guns but I might have some tricks up my sleeve for whatever comes up." Gently pushing the barrel so it's not pointing at him from Calyso he nods to show he's ready.
"Oh right! Yeah, don't piss off the sharks by making a gross mess." Iris says, "Maybe we end up with a second boat. The beginnings of a FLEET!" Iris also adds to Evan, "That sounds movie worthy!" She leaves the gang to figure things out on their own, or to accidentally shoot each other, whichever happens first. While they're doing whatever and boarding (and hopefully remembering to untie off the dock), Iris works on centering herself for a moon bridge opening. We're gonna skip the 1 in 10 chance of Wyrm spawn bursting out of the bridge, cause we're already going to go smite Wyrm stuff so... It's just a hat on a hat at this point. Anyhoo, somewhere around the time engines are started and what not, she's got the glowing moonlit tunnel half submerged in the water just off the dock. She grins over at her packmate and says, "I'd go with, but I'm mid chapter in my book. You guys have fun though, okay?"
Abril digs into one of the many pockets of her army jacket and pulls out one of the Sept's favorite type of flame red jelly-beanish objects. "For tricks... boats no like fire?" But then Mercy's mentioning a second boat for a fleet and the talen goes back in her pocket like it was never out to begin with. She eyes the boat's steering set up while Mercy prepares to open the bridge, even going so far as sticking her head under the wheel. Eventually though, the lupus is ready and revs the boat once, twice... the floors it!
"Ah ah banned from askin' fer fin soup or filet o' shark on dis cruise, aye?" The gun is shifted away from no-no areas as she lowers it down beside her. A slow blink is given towards Evan, "So no one knows how t' operate ah gun?" Another slow blink is offered from the Were-Pelican at the mention of fire. "Ah.." Then a snap of her teeth come as before she has a chance to say anything else - the boat's being revved sending the tehory into motion.. do cats land on their feet? Let's hope so for calypso's sake.
Evan braces himself and grins as the boat zooms forward "We could also try and fake being lost and in distress, get them to try and pirate us. And once we're aboard their ship we shift and go murder? I'm just spitballing."
Ashkii keeps his footing as they get underway, waving to Iris as she stays behind. Finding a comfortable place to settle in while the boat is underway he looks to the others and then says, "Well it depends on what we find out here, right? Could be some weirdo's in a raft, or in a battle ship or some weird turtle monster..."
The boat zips through the tunnel, slipping through both time and space on the glow of a moonbeam to end up somewhere else in the world. Somewhere within 2000 miles of Prospect, but still. It's still daylight when Cocaine Shark bursts into the open ocean, the sky grey with clouds and maybe just a little bit drizzly and windy. The water is mildly choppy, and a cold grey-green color.
The stash spot in the nose of the boat is empty aside from some life jackets, extra rope, container of first aid stuff, a new temporary boat patch for small holes, your basic needfuls for on a boat.
The glove compartment, or whatever you'd call that on a boat, has an old school compass and binoculars, and a pack of mint Life Savers. Har har.
Your other supplies include 2 Small SMGs, and whatever other crap is in your pockets or otherwise dedicated to you. Hooray! And also a guitar, unless Evan left that at the island.
Abril vroom-vrooms the boat on through. Like evan said, there's not //much// in the way of hitting on the open ocean once she got past the tricky part of not reversing into the island itself. And as the philodox glances about to do a quick count of the bodies on the boat and comes up with the four that they left with, she then has to ask. "See boat? Don't think Sun Queen turtle monster..." Though she's not entirely ruling it out either.
Calypso slowly sinks to the floor of the boat, reaching out to grasp at anything around her to hold onto as she looks between the members within the boat.
Evan shrugs at Ashkii and grins "So we'll wing it. Iris said we're looking for a ship called the Sun Queen so I'm guessing its probably not a raft. Might be a larger speed boat but I suppose we'll see." Then looking at the map, Evan will start trying to work out suggestions for Abril on where to steer.
"We'll have to get us Cocaine Whale next. A badass sub with torpedoes and those water based mines." Nodding as if he knows a thing or two about water based warfare he pushes off his seated position and looks around, sharpening his senses and adding, "Maybe we should get a canon on this thing." Getting the binoculars from the glove box he starts to look around. Ashkii takes a moment of looking around and then points saying, "I see a boooooat shaped thing. Sadly, not a giant turtle or dragon or battle ship." Pointing off in the distance he offers the bino's to the rest if they want to give it a look. "We gotta get closer to make sure it's not just a rando fisherman. LETS GOOOOO!"
Abril is real good at taking directions. like real good. So when Ashkii and the binoculars point out seeing a boat-shaped-thingy, she veers hard in the direction the coyote points out.
Calypso has a gun! That's what matters in this moment, she's just sitting there on the floor in her bright rainbow rave outfit toying with the gun a little before her eyes snap up at the mention of a boat shaped thing.
As Abril takes the gang in the indicated direction, there is in fact a boat. Binoculars are only so great, so the distance has to close a bit before 'Sun Queen' can be seen painted with a flourish on the tail end of the ship. It's a little bit bigger than Cocaine Shark, but not by much. More of a fishing cruiser than a Miami Vice style speed boat. Four people can be seen aboard, and none of them are doing any fishing, but they look fairly normal. Hawaiian shirt, sunglasses, shorts, that sorta thing. But assuming the intel is correct, they're definitely bad guys. Being as how there's nothing out here to hide behind, they are (by now) starting to look back at the speed boat cutting the waves towards them. There's a little bit of distance left, enough time to come up with a quick plan.
Evan cracks his neck and rolls his shoulders, there's no ahroun on site so as Galliard tip of the spear is his job. With no other plan having been suggested he goes with his first idea, slightly revised. He calls out "If its our target bring us along side. I'll leap across and tie off a boarding rope and the rest of you follow as you're able." Evan then swells up into crinos.
"Is Sun Queen?" Abril asks the-one-with-the-binoculars even as she pulls up close enough to read herself. She doesn't shift but sticks to the driving, tongue sticking out in concerntration as she tries to get lined up to make Evan's jump as easy as possible.
Ashkii pointing to the name on the boat he nods in agreement with Abril as she says the name. Checking on Calypso he grins, "Don't shoot us on accident with that thing." With Evan shifting he adds, "I guess the plan seems to be get in close and let's wreck'm." Waggling his brows he shifts along with Evan. While the wolf goes crinos, the coyote goes gladius, shifting into a huge 10 foot tall hybrid shark monster. Clapping his hands he points and roars out, "LETS GOOOOO!"
There's a widening of her eyes as her head careens backwards watching the shifting of Evan. It's intimidating! "Uh," Calypso begins warily. "Ah should mention Ah'm more ah talker den ah fighter but.." She grunts a bit as suddenly now there's sea-food on the boat. She blinks a few times up towards not-dog then towards the rest on the boat as she lifts the gun up, waggling it. "Ah'll just point an' click Ah guess."
While in that large shark hybrid monster form, it's clear Ashkii is going to look scary and be a good sized target. Rushing forward while gunfire rings out. Rushing through the hail of bullets he takes a good burst of bullets right to the large, muscular chest before he falls on the first gunman, roaring as he cuts and slashes before the pair break apart.
Collector-of-Tales is now a magnificant red furred crinos, and with a few quick strides *hurls* himself through the air onto the other boat. Howling as he lands, claw first in one of the Fomori guards.
"Movies.. Safety. Thumb over top. Hands together. breath out. Trigger." She goes through a step-by-step instruction to herself out loud before nodding her head as if agreeing with these instructions. Calypso then flips around in the boat, scooting up onto one of the side seat as she extends the gun out all attempting to be Charlie Angel cool wise and pulls the trigger. BAM. Oh that's louder than she expected it to be.
Collector-of-Tales is continuing to lay into the fomori he landed on/in front of. Claws flying and cutting but not quite yet killing.
One of the fomori swaps his attention from Ashkii to Evan and flips his gun around to straight up bitch slaps Evan across the face with it. It *hurts*, cause it's made of metal and has little sticky outy bits and all, but the Garou is a badass. He can handle it. The other fomori, who's been clawed to holy hell by the Fianna swaps HIS sights to Ashkii as he falls down in a bleeding meat pile. Dark purple tentacles errupt from his mouth, the barbs and sucky pads flailing wildly at Ashkii's legs, but like it's hard to see with a freaking out squid face, so he misses.
Even though he's acting like he's a shark monster crinos thing, Ashkii is a creature of land. The squid face and tentacles make him growl out in displeasure and luckily they don't get too grippy or slimy on him. Shifting his stance he stabs down, pinning the head-tentacle mass with the coyote fang and stabbing into the deck material below. Pulling the blade free as ink spurts out around him he calls out, "COME ON!! Can't this shit just be normal?!" Kicking the dead body away he looks to the other's then the water and points with his bloody-inky blade, "I'll grab the swimmer!"
Collector-of-Tales looks to the remaining fomori and snarls in persistent anger, fueling the momentum of the battle with the bruise he took as his claws continue to fly.
With his fomori bro dead, the other inhuman freak decides he's done with this shit. I don't get paid enough for this! Bleeding all over the place, he opens his mouth unnaturally wide, letting dark purple tentacles out of his face that spread apart and unleash a torrent of jet black inky goo! The spray is wild, due to not really being able to stand up straight right now, so he does not manage to actually ink the faces of Ashkii or Evan (damn it), and mostly just hits the boat before turning with the intent to dive overboard. The deck is slick with blood and ink, but there's only one dead body as a tripping hazard, so that's good.
BANG! Calypso got the hang of shooting by the second time as she finds the trick is to wiggle a bit before pulling the trigger. She looks up over towards the direction of their driver, Abril then back towards the direction of the boat.
Collector-of-Tales lunges as the last fomori turns to flee and he plunges his claws into the thing's back, grabbing its spine like the handle on a six pack and hauling it back more firmly on the boat. Not the sort of sludge you throw over board since the elder cautioned the group not to make too much of a mess. Human corpses don't count so CoT then turns to look for the other human who went to hide.
You can do anything if you believe hard enough. And Abril BELIEVES she can hit the fleeing swimmer with the boat. So she does. Fun fact of hitting someone in open water... it doesn't even really make a bump.
Laughs-in-Moonlight watches, waits, seeing if anything else needs to be done with the bloody-inky blade he holds in his hand. Watching as bullets fly, ink goes everywhere and Evan makes quick work of the remaining bad-guy, there is a nod. Motioning to the boat as Abril takes out the swimmer he says to Calypso, "I got an "inking" feeling he's not going to make it." Waggling his shark brows he adds, "I'm just squidding." Making his way to where the last man hides he grabs him roughly by the neck and tosses him on the bloody, inky deck so the group can question him.
Both Abril and Calypso get to experience the horror of a thud/bump/vrrrrt! The boat itself doesn't even jiggle, it's just a series of sounds as a dude is hit by the front of the boat, swirled up to hit the middle underside of the boat, then swirled up again to have a sharpass propeller run through him. The drowning process has begun due to attempting to scream underwater, and even if it hadn't, he's bleeding *really* bad. The grey-green of the cold sea takes on a deep, dark wine stain of a blush before a weakly flailing man breaks the surface, choking and gasping. A moment later, he's yanked down under the surface again, and does not come back up.
On the boat, it's... a mess. Just a big ol mess. At least it doesn't smell though, not yet, neither of the dead guys have pooped yet. The cabin is too small for a crinos to fit comfortably in, it's crowded with steering stuff and tech for tracking fish schools and stuff like that. The remaining human is smooshed into a corner under a small fire extinguisher and some posted map type stuff near the door. This makes him fairly easy to grab and drag out. And naturally the first thing he does is start screaming his head off. Cause... fucking werewolves and sharks n shit, man! It's *scary!*
Collector-of-Tales leans over and gets his muzzle right in the human dude's face and snorts a puff of hot wet air before settling back into a squat as he looks to the others to see what if any questions they have to ask.
There's so much going on right now that it's like a cat's dream of bouncing from one thing to look at to the next. The moment taht she feels that shuddering of the propeller, she twists around in order to lean over the back of the boat to witness the sight below. "Oh. That's.. Ew. Ugh. Um." Then there's a gurgling noise erupting within the poor cat as Calypso quickly twists around to another side of the boat, hurling whatever seafood lunch she initially ate before coming onto this adventure. Reaching into a pocket, she grabs out a mint then pops it into her mouth just in time to get the punny from Not-Dog. "Ha. Puns. Ah love em."
The dude isn't going to stand for this! Or... or lay for this. Whatever! Bad trip, bad trip! He attempts to get himself up out of the blood and ink and, much like his friend, attempt to hurl himself overboard. Since hiding in a corner hasn't worked out, might as well down grade to panic and flight, right? Of course, he's ungainly right now and the deck is slippery, so this is no super quick maneuver by any means. At about the same time, Cocaine Shark backs up close and lightly bonks the Sun Queen.
Ashkii shifts back into his homid form while wiping his blade and then slipping it away after a softly whispered one-way conversation with it. Patting the blade in its sheath he watches the last survivor slip around on the bloody and inky deck as Evan starts to lean in over him. "If you don't want your face eaten, why not tell us what you all were up to."
While Ashkii handles the actual interrogating up on the other boat, Abril revs Cocaine Shark's engine. Reminder the survivor there are some possibly impatient folks out there.
If no one stops him, Last Survivng Human #1 is gonna yeet himself overboard and just... just go somewhere. Anywhere. Probably gonna die before he gets there but whatever. Which leaves the gang with two boats, one of them goopy and unexplored, and like 40 minutes to kill before their bridge home opens up.
Collector-of-Tales will claw the guy and yeet him on his way so he bleeds into the water. The delirium making a lack of useful answers the thing.
Finding nothing else to shoot, Calypso drops the gun down onto the bench before pulling herself from her seat. She wipes off her shoulder as if there's something other than rainbow clothes on it then begins to make her way to bounce on over to the other boat to begin to explore it while other hands-on stuff is being handled.
As they're driving back to the gate meetup, Abril casually asides to the fishing Calypso. "One of them hide some stuff, you know. Back in Prospect."
Calypso has to figure out how to repopulate her stomach somehow thus fishing! "What kind o'stuff? Ah be likin' t' find treasure."
A bridge does eventually form at about the hour mark. It's a shiny spot, so not hard to locate if you're actively looking for it. Come in slow though, you might come out really close to land and no one wants to have to explain to George how they *accidentally* shot a speed boat up into a tree.
"Don't know. Stuff his bosses didn't want him take stuff," Abril says with a shrug. And then there's a moon bridge to navigate through. No talking as she focuses. No tree-boats here.
Following in their own boat until they're through the moon bridge and back at the island, Ashkii helps tie up the new, cleansed boat before jumping out to help tie up Cocain Shark. "Well... We got a boat. Some fishing gear. A TON of cash and some guns. We should really learn to shoot better..."
Calypso falls silent as the need to focus is there and reels in her fishing poles until it's time to set them out again once docked. "Hey. Ah shot just fine Ah tink."
Iris prepared a victory lunch for the returning heroes! Grilled fish and a wild salad. And water, cause that's important. "Hooray, everyone lived!" she cheers as peeps come putt putt putting in through the bridge. "Everyone okay?"
Abril just sort of coasts on into the dock. And those boat lessons with the silver fang kin come in handy when it comes time for tying up Cocaine Shark. "May want look at boat spinner? Someone swam until they hit it."
"Maybe some mounted harpoon guns... That could be cool." Ashkii grins at the group and then rubs his belly at smelling the grilled fish. "We need to think of long range options it looks like, and yes, Calypso did shoot well. Abril drove well and deadly, Evan was a BEAST out there."
The Were-Pelican may have lost her lunch just an hour or so ago but that just means her stomach is empty enough to make room for more food and FISH is what she likes the most. Calypso's distracted for a moment at the smell of fish before she's glancing between the others. "Yeah!", she just cheers on what Not-Dog says.
"That's great!" Iris says when it turns out people are alright and get a glowing review from her packmate. She puts stuff on plates and waves them to signal their availability to the gang! "So, we need to go fight some pirates, is what you're saying, and take their boat guns and stuff? Cause that's not a bad idea! Might be worth it to do a... some kind of a raid type thing on a pirate dock, steal their boats and then pick and choose the parts to keep. Mount stuff on things. I dunno how to DO that part, but I bet someone probably does. That'd get the ol Shark ready to take on some bigger prey, for sure."
"There still harpoon pirates?" Abril asks as she inspects the grilled fish. Mostly by getting a plate herself. No cutlery needed for this. She's eating fish with her fingers. "Thought now-pirates used guns? Unless fight ghost-pirates? Are there ghost pirates?"
Calypso's head bobs at the mention of harpoon pirates, "Oh! Ye can harpoon boats t' drag dem in! Pow, den pull back kinda like ah claw." She's quick to line up to grab a plate of food - sticking to fish only and bypassing anything that wasn't once breathing.
"I have no idea! I've never actually fought pirates before." Iris confesses with a grin, "I just set YOU guys up to fight pirates. So... Learning curve all around, right? I'll see if I can find a likely place though. I know Boots has been dying to kick someone, so I'll try and make sure it's loaded with bad guys. And harpoons. Or... Whatever! But, the big question, did you have fun?"
"Fight on water easier than fight on land. Less people around," Abril answers after thinking for a moment (and eating a few bites of fish while thinking).
Forks?! Who needs forks! Fish is finger food! Thus what Calypso thinks so at least as she shoves fingers into the fish, pulling pieces off and drawing it into her mouth. "Just need t' ah pack ah lunch next time t' refill in case of emptin'."
"I'm glad! And okay, I'll pack lunches for you next time." Iris says, nomming on some fish meats for a second. "So what'd you think of driving, Abril? You wanna do more of that? And what about you and the guns, Calypso? Didja enjoy shooting stuff?"
"Did good driving," Abril gives a nod, clearly proud of herself. "But... hit with boat not same as get fangs in." A little air chomp from the lupus there.
