[center][h2][u]Shipwreck[/u][/h2]Alex, Korgath, Liv/itus, Ahnci
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[color 7c9247]'Well...that seemed easy enough.'[/color] Vitus commented, surverying the situation as best he could from Liv's eyes. He couldn't hear anything in the cave, which either meant that there had only been six of the Sahuagin, or something else had already slaughtered the rest. Even he knew that monsters were usually not great at stealth.

However, he couldn't do much about surveying the darkness; being limited to Liv's eyes meant that he had to stare at the same things she was. In this case, the recently fallen bodies of the monsters, which she seemed to be paying more attention to than anything else.

[color 477c92]'Talk about boring. Thought there'd be more than six.'[/color] But six was still six. Letting the previous weapon dissolve back into its incorporeal form, the scale-clad warrior took a glance around the cave, finding nothing of more importance, before giving a slight shrug of the shoulders. Dead or alive, she didn't have the best night vision. Easily solved with either torches or magic--the latter was more appealing, but even Liv's mighty arsenal didn't carry something convenient like a perpetually glowing staff. Not one that would feasibly light the path, at least. 

[color 477c92]"Well, before I get ahead 'f myself here...[/color]" Towering over the recent kills, Liv let herself delve into the sensation of death. Eerie as it sounded, it was the only way that the girl could ever describe the oddly familiar prickle of [i]knowing[/i] that there was something ready to be taken. Two weren't worth the effort it would take to divert, another two so measly that they were immediately pressed down to the bottom of the list. A few steps, and Liv raised an arm, inky wisps of an ethereal crimson and smoky black trailing from her palm, off her fingertips, and then down to her preferred corpse, reaching and twining together into a hazy pathway. 

Never waste anything, after all. 

[color 7c9247]'Ah yes. Subtlety. Don't mind us gentleman; we're just over here preforming strange voodoo rituals on dead things, you folks go about your business!'[/color]

Internally, Vitus rolled his eyes; a sensation that would no doubt come across to Liv's part of the conciousness.

[color 7c9247]'Do you at least want to ask if [b]anybody[/b] here has a torch or some magic? One of them might have a perpetually glowing staff or something. Might let you borrow it if you flutter your eyelashes and say 'pretty please'.'[/color] There was a tone of irritating smugness to his voice; if only for the reminder that there were no thoughts that Liv could hide from him any more.

[color 477c92]'Oh boo-hoo, I'm taking the souls of some fish shit that tried to kill us. What a terrible loss,'[/color] Liv shot back without stopping her actions. If there were a way to somehow extract Vitus for long enough to punch him... Thankfully the thought was distracted by the feeling of another presence being guided to the gem in her chest, a chaotic sense of relief following directly after. The adventurer made a mental note--well, not quite. It was more like a demand from the fellow soul-fueled magician in her head--to reforge it when they returned from their little excursion. 

Happily, she ignored the roll of the eyes, but countered with a sweet venom of her own. 

[color 477c92]'You think all of us need to carry torches? God forbid there's something else in here waiting to lop our heads off once they see light coming at them in this dark cave.'[/color] The girl stretched her limbs, feeling slightly refreshed by the quick bout of combat, but far from satisfied. [color 477c92]'Besides, I'm sure one of them has it handled. If we split up, I'll just take it then.'[/color]

Vitus also felt the distraction of a soul coursing through their shared body. The fact that the gem was implanted directly into their chest made getting new souls an interesting experience to say the least. Like the smallest hit of a backalley drug; a sudden sense of clarity and strength that lasted far too short of a time for his liking.

[color 7c9247]'You need to think ahead more, unless you want to end with thinking without a head'[/color] Vitus joked. Her impulsiveness was basically expected at this point in their mutual cooperation, but it certainly didn't stop him from nagging at her about it.

[color 477c92]"[i]Haha[/i], so funny. Really. Unbelievably so.'[/color] Liv was certain that one didn't have to be Vitus to detect the sarcasm in the thought. One just had to be a [i]noun[/i] to detect it. [color 477c92]"'sides, I thought that was your job."[/color]