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"That is quite impressive, but... how does it keep itself energized? Surely an... active body the size of that would require a great amount of resources. Also, it must... have a heart the strenght of twelve Deerclopses, to be... able to keep its blood streaming through the whole thing every second. " Viridis theorizes.

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"Most sane Tursai try to avoid her."  Meritursas replies.  "She is supposedly...rather sadistic.  According to legend, she killed the last of our gods."

58 minutes ago, Youknowwho said:

(Wait..

If Meritursas' words traveled throughout the boat

That means..

Wheke.

Heard.

The.

Entire.

Conversation.)

Yep!

Wiffleball gave Kate a reassuring pat on the arm, which was interrupted when it abruptly seized up and started having a coughing fit. At least, that's what it looked like, since the rabbit made no sound at all during the entirety of its spasms. When it finally settled down, though, it looked back up at Kate, a trickle of nightmare fuel dripping from its mouth.

(*stares at the post where the crab is trying to communicate*

...

I don't get it)

A little bit of panic started to run through Kate as the plush spasmed. Unsure of what to do, she just starting patting his back and hoping that would help. When he was done, she wiped off the trail of black stuff with her finger, and then made a disgusted face at the gunk's texture and wiped it off on to her shorts leg. She was unaware of the crab staring at her.

"Do they still... lurk around? Must we be more cautious when... traveling over the sea? Or, do they have more... pressing matters to adress?" Viridis asked. She was always interested in large creatures, so getting to know about them was very fun for her.

"You did not seem even slightly nervous...about being near her."  Meritursas says.  "Some might say...that was brave.  But it was foolish."

"If Niella and I were not so...close..." - He says "close" with a hint of uncertainty - "you would no longer be alive.  Or you would wish you weren't."

"My race has no compassion for yours.  You are...nothing to us.  Like bits of flotsam.  Nuisances, perhaps; prey, occasionally; but rarely meaningful."

"All I am saying is...be careful."

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