Caitlyn didn’t move as the gun shot roared, having heard it many times with practicing her own guns she’d borrowed a time or two. She waited instead to either see red from a wound or what the swordsman would say to her question on if he wouldn’t mind letting her retrieve the Prince.

Lexi got on board as it began lift off, and not having much time to congratulate herself on that, she noticed she had company. She smiles and takes out a bottle of what seemed to be very fine and expensive rum. [color=92278f]“Want some? You gotta keep my presence on the down low.”[/color] She offered. The hallucinations would begin pretty much immediately after consumption. And she had disguised the taste with the actual rum. It would leave the crew alive as Caitlyn had ordered....as long as no one jumped over board in the belief they could fly.