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Kibo: And if you weren't so preoccupied with me, you'll notice her.

He points over with his blade towards Azera.

Kibo: A familiar face, perhaps?

Davy merely smirked, looking over his shoulder to lock eyes with Azera. She looked different now. her body was of a dark teal and had the look of a seahorse, with a long tail curving downward. She had seaweed tangled into her wet hair along with other sea plants, a starfish stuck to one of her shoulders. She smiled.

"hello, Davy..."

Davy fell silent, dropping his barnacle kissed sword as his eyes grew wide. "My little one..." he whispered. "Is it really you?"

She nodded.

Davy wasted no time in limping over to her (his movement a bit pressured due to his lobster peg leg) and embracing her with every thing, from his claw and almost human had to the tentacles on his beard. Azera sobbed happily, burying her face in the salty worn coat of his lover.

Yin and yang have finally been reunited.

She smiled, looking into the same striking blue eyes, gently leaning up until their lips melded together. The whole crew awed at the cuteness.

(just wanted to throw that in blaugh )

Davy wrapped his arm around Azera, starting to walk her in the direction of the organ room. "let us make some beautiful music together." he winked. She smiled, changing the sublect so that Kibo wouldn't be freaked out. "Oh, yes...I love it when you play your music..."

"As much as I usually don't mind this sort of....thing, I'm coming with you Kibo. Davy and I can finish our...business later. After all, he didn't try to hurt you."

Storm shook her head at the already gone couple and disappeared. She reappeared back on the shore of the island ringing the water out of her hair and shirt.

Bigfoot calmly wander over to a table and falls asleep with a pint of ale in his hand.

Storm walked back into her tavern and sighed, seeing half her patrons asleep.

"So much for hoping to earn a little more gold. From this lot, anyway. Probably shouldn't of poisoned the rum again."

She picked up Natasha easily, as if the girl weighed naught but a few pounds and carried her in her arms to an empty room. Storm laid her down on the bed and paused. She watched her sleep for a few peaceful moments before abruptly turning and getting Bigfoot. She put him down in the room across the hall. Storm returned to the common room and sat back up on her customary place on the bar top, swinging her legs like a little child might. The glass of spiced wine in her hand ruined the effect.