[center][h2][color=#FF9A26][b]Lilliana Merrycure[/b]
[sup][i][/i][/sup][/color][/h2][/center][hr]As usual, Cedric took to answering all of their questions as well as he could. When he smiled at her she beamed back happily. She was glad to see him and the rest of the crew in such good spirits. Heck, even Feya had...where was Feya? Thinking back she tried to remember when she'd stopped seeing her. She got a flash of memory of the bodybuilding doctor jumping overboard. However, before she could say anything someone very loud—and very rude!—interrupted her train of thought.

Turning towards the noise she saw a ship. Frowning, Lilly sighed a bit, her metal wings bristling. Well this was a...wait, they had a speaker? What was this about boarding torpedoes? Suddenly a huge grin spread across her features.

Setting down her bag and looping the strap around the mast as the ship veered almost entirely on its side, Lilliana began plucking metal and wiring out of the bag. About thirty seconds passed, her metal wings forming a bunch of hands to assist her as she built, and then she finished. Proudly she stood up and lofted the newly created gun into the air. Catching it she willed B-MO's hands into the bag where they replicated almost exactly what she'd just made a few times over.

When B-MO had finished as well, she grabbed her bag, slid along the slanted deck, ending up right next to Cedric. Bumping her hip lightly against his to get the captain's attention, her eyes shining, she held up her bag, B-MO plucked out two of the rather hefty guns.

It was a miracle they fit in the bag. How were they doing that again?

[color=#FF9A26][b]“Made somethin' for ya! They jam cannons. Can't have the Rum Runner getting' totally wrecked,”[/b][/color] she said with a smile and a wink before running off. She still had two more of the hefty cannon jammers. Taking position on one of the railings, she tied her bag down, pulled a JAMMU-5000 out, propping it on the railing. She took aim and waited, counting down in her head, ready to fire to jam a cannon or three.

[color=#FF9A26][b]“Oooh, can't wait till they board us. Gonna mess 'em up real good! We'll see how they like my grappling hook ehehehe.”[/b][/color] She was practically giddy.

No wait, that was [i]actual[/i] giddiness.

Damn crazy woman.