[center][h2][color=#FF9A26][b]Lilliana Merrycure[/b]
[sup][i][/i][/sup][/color][/h2][/center][hr]Still tinkering, her attention only peripherally focused on a few other things, it came as a complete surprise as a man she'd glimpsed fighting Krabbe's men closed the distance and began bombarding her with questions. When she started to actual hear his questions proper a smile crossed her features and her eyes lit up. She almost got a chance to open her mouth and reply, but Krabbe spoke and his voice cut her thoughts off quite short.

Her gaze darted over in the direction of the Rum Runner and she frowned, before steel came into her eyes and she turned to look back at the Bounty Hunter. She spoke up so he would hear her, [color=#FF9A26][b]“We could help you and we all survive, or we could retreat, knock him into the ocean or back onto your ship where he'd be your problem. So how about we help eachother. We all get to not die, you get your crewmember back, and we get to go free!”[/b][/color] She smiled cheerily at the man even as she took out two syringes. She threw one in Feya's direction.

[i]Syringer![/i]