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[verflair]

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[verflair]

[ He did not understand half of that. Basically, it’s a fancy gun is what he’s taking away from this exchange. ]

I’ll say it does.

[ He slips his weapons back into their places at his hips to peer over the side of the boat into the murky water, made murkier by blood and ash. ]

I was ready to begin flinging fire, but you beat me to the punch quite spectacularly.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Peter similarly moves to the side of the boat, looking at the weird serpent thing and grimacing at it. ]

Tell you what, one of these things crop up again? I'll totally hold off so you can fireball it to death.

[verflair]

If it's all the same to you, I would rather avoid a repeat performance. One sea serpent a day, that's my rule.

[ A rule that he just made up. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ he snorts out a laugh. ]

Good rule. Might steal that.

[ Not that Peter plans on being on the sea all that often, especially after this.

He sits down on the seat in the boat, leaning over the edge to peer at the creature more closely. Blood darkens the water around it, and he wrinkles his nose a little at the familiar scent of burning. ]

Wonder if these things are rare.

[ Because back home, when he wasn't busy being a legendary outlaw or illustrious galaxy-saver, he was occasionally playing glorified exterminator or specimen collector.

Folks would buy some weird shit. It was just a matter of finding those folks. ]

[verflair]

[ The remark prompts him to follow Peter's gaze. It neither smells nor looks pleasant, but when you've seen a morbol up close and personal, few things rarely compare. So, he's not too bothered by the sight. ]

Mayhap. At the very least they must be fiercely territorial, considering it hasn't had any friends come to avenge it.

But either way, it may be worth some silver, if that's what you're thinking.

[nostalgiabomb]

I am thinking.

[ And he says it brightly, casting the guy a crooked sort of smile. ]

What do you think? Split it fifty-fifty?

[verflair]

Let us see what we can salvage first before we go counting our proverbial chickens, but to split the profits right down the middle is quite agreeable.