[Middy]

Dylan had sat and listened to Troy's words, his mind reflecting on his own past deeds of misfortune, blood, and death. The subject of war had hit him a little hard, he could recall being on the front lines of more then he had wanted to, and although he wasn't one of the soldiers on the battlefield losing their lives he was still there to clean up the mess left behind, to view the cinematic records of the fallen. He had to view so many lives that were long lived, only to be crushed by the claws of war. Dylan could also recall things he saw first hand... people dying at his feet from landmines, bullets, bombs... gasses. To see people clinging onto a thread of life and not being able to take away their suffering was one thing that crushed even his own heart to see. Then... there were the even darker parts of war, things he wished he could just erase from his memory and forget all about them, yes, the horrors of what mankind could do to one another... the people who saw others as tools of science and others who used their own as weapons of war.

Troy's words still rang in his ears while reminiscing, the memories that were flooding back to him was almost too much to bear. Dylan tried his hardest to shove them back in the dark recesses of his mind where he had hid them before. Where they belonged. No matter how hard he tried now, the images kept coming back to him until...

No... he had killed someone... he placed one hand on the side of his head trying to push more thoughts out of his mind but the truth was still there laughing at him. He had killed... he... had... killed. He could remember vaguely, he was in the middle of a field soaked red from blood, his eyes glowing bright red while the red liquid pooled around his feet, his scythe marred with blood. When he was around so much of it he lost himself to an entirely different being it seemed, a monster hell bent on draining the life from guilty and innocent alike. This was the curse of being a Sanguine Reaper, to lose complete control when copious amounts of blood was spilt and the coppery scent hung in the air. He licked his elongated canines while he was thinking back, remembering that he could drink blood if he wanted to... but seldom went through with it. Dylan shook his head, retracting his canines back to normal.

Silently he followed Troy and was aghast at the sight of water filling the barge. There was no telling when the ship would sink now, if it did he knew he could transform back to a raven an fly away, but he couldn't leave Troy behind like that. He had grown attached to him, felt like he had made a friend of sorts. Wait.... "Troy, I could try to find any land close by if I turn into my raven form to investigate"

He was hoping his idea would fly with him, which it probably would seeing as how it may be their last resort at this point and time.

[Silverin]

He glanced back at Dylan, with a calm and cold look in his eyes. Troy had picked up on the blood lust he could feel from him. It did not bother him so much as it might have others since he had grown use to the feeling, seeing it in the eyes of others as well as from him self, only with him it could be better called a lust for battle, a lust to create conflict between others. There were days that he feared that lust and there were others he welcomed it. There have been times where he had got up out of bed and looked in the mirror and saw the reflection of someone else instead of him self looking back. He would react defensively, rub his eyes and then it would be gone, leaving Troy to just shrug it off as his own imagination. Nothing to get wound up about; however he also felt like he recognized it.

Troy grumbled to himself about the sinking ship, this having been the third one this year. There was no way he was going to get his hands on another one, or at least not as fast as he needed it. Dealing with the casino owner Eliot was no easy task. The golden demon could appear nice on the outside but he was often fairly cruel and sharp tongued when he was not impressed. Since Troy often traveled places to get what Eliot wanted, the demon was not likely to be happy to hear that he had managed to sink his ship yet again. Well it could have always been worse. He could have had rare goods that Eliot wanted on board. Although it would have been a first since Troy had gotten use to handling the goods, Eliot would still have likely lost his cool and would struggle with his more demonic side, even if he always tried to burry that side of him in the back of his mind.

“Ok that sounds like a pretty good idea… since I am not sure if I can take a particular form anymore and even if I can I likely can’t hold it for long” Troy said to Dylan in response. He had not taken his paragon form in such a long time. Last time he took it the appearance did not last that long. He had a feeling that it had been connected to the fact that his strength and power had been removed along with his own eye. It should last him long enough that he could get to shore though. They were not too far out and even if they were, they were likely close to a few islands at least. If they were forced to an island hopefully the island would be at least big enough for them to take shelter in the night but not just from the night, Troy could feel the pressure from an on coming storm, hopefully it would miss them. The fact that he was rusty at flying would just be complicated by cross winds. Even the most nimble birds could be killed in a storm.

For now Troy searched the ship for anything that might be handy to take with. As a paragon Troy would lift more than Dylan could in the from of a white crow. He could lift more, however he did not want to go with anything too heavy as it would just weigh him down and make flight harder. Troy was not about to strap any boxes of cannon balls to his side, he almost wanted to ask Dylan if there was anything that would be useful but that would take too much of his time, when Dylan should be searching. It was almost comforting that Dylan was taking him into consideration though, it managed to dull his irritation.

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