Volvaria closed her eyes and allowed herself to be taken below deck. She didn't fight, for weariness now began to set in her bones, and she didn't want to get up. She wanted sleep, she wanted to get away from all this. The emotional Slikey didn't like these sorts of situations. She was bi-polar, her personality hard to decipher, and she didn't deal with change very well. And Mekii's change from a nice little lady to a hard-core 'pirate' had shaken Volvaria more than she had expected.
Volvaria sighed, wanting to speak, but not knowing what to say. Finally, she croaked, "You're not going to hurt me, right? I mean, I won't be held accountable for anything those...those...anything they did, right?" Volvaria just could spit out the word 'pirate.'
Mekii narrowed her eyes, beginning to pace among the small space of the crow's nest. She glared at Mokonth as he flew back, wanting to spread her anger on someone, anyone.
"Where is she?!" Mekii screeched. "Why didn't Volvaria come back with you? Huh? Why?!"
Mekii wasn't going to cry, but she was just so...devastated. Volvaria was her best friend...and she'd left. What was her life coming to? Mekii narrowed her eyes, shaking from emotion, wishing she could slash the bodies of her enemies in the other ship and release this terrible rage.
Technic glanced at Slia, saying nothing, only moving his eyes to his enemy. He grinned as the Dreiden swam at him from above. Although it was dangerous to expose his belly, Technic knew he could use his claws and teeth to meet the Dreiden in his descent. Technic, with a beat of his tail, flew upward at his enemy, claws outstretched. He didn't flinch when he felt the Dreiden attack him, only fought back with all his skill. A few injuries wouldn't kill him. Hopefully.
{21--21--37--Sorry for not posting for a while...I've been a bit busy.}