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[h2][color=ab0000]C[/color]armillia [color=ab0000]C[/color]arbonneau[/h2][/center]

[b]Place(s): Corridor to Upper Deck and Lower Deck Corridor, Lorentine Queen
Interactions: Various [@Medili][/b]

[i][color=ab0000]Pentad be [b]damned.[/b][/color][/i]

The events onboard the Lorentine Queen were far past simply grating on her nerves. Her frustration was peaking. Time and time again, her plans were constantly foiled by either imbeciles or strokes of bad luck. All she had left to do was to maintain appearances for little while more before heading after Leon and the Lyre. But with gigantic reptilians sieging the ship, her reputation with the [i]peasants[/i] would be tarnished if she were to leave now.

"So, what now..." Mortas faltered when he realized he didn't know how to address her.

[color=ab0000]"Carmillia. Carmillia Carbonneau."[/color]

"What now, Miss Carmillia?"

The two of them observed the scene of chaos before them. Already, most of the rioters had fleed to the upper deck. Only a few had remained, those loyal to Mortas and others who had been inspired by her earlier speech.

[color=ab0000]"Well, first off, I'd like to give you my commendations, Mortas. You wouldn't have been much of a partner as an up-and-coming revolutionist if all it took to send you running was a few big scary lizards.[/color]

Mortas gruffed in annoyance.

She smiled.

[color=ab0000]"People tend to exaggerate when in a panic. I doubt there's four of them. Probably two, at most. If we're lucky and that lad only had a single ball, there's only one of those demon spawn."[/color]

Carmillia turned to look at Mortas, awaiting his response. She was testing him.

"We'll have to take it on in the corridors. Use its own size against it. We'll need to bring it around in circles. Buy us enough time to get this boat to shore," he said.

[color=ab0000]"Live bait! How exciting. I'm starting to like you more and more, Mortas."[/color]

Mortas scoffed. 

"Stop it, woman," he responded. "Their hides are too thick. Even if we had a proper spear as opposed to—" Mortas bent down to pick up a shaft of wood from a splintered table. "—...this, only an enhanced gifted would have enough strength to pierce through their skulls. You might have been acting earlier, but I doubt you're secretly a leadvein." He paused. "Are you?"

[color=ab0000][i]He's quick on the uptake. A good asset.[/i] [/color] Mortas understood that running away to the upper deck was tomfoolery. It only delayed the inevitable; once the ship sunk, they'd all be fishfood. He was also coolheaded and rational enough to understand that they couldn't simply take the schluckodils on.

"I'm not. Your plan's good, Mortas, and as much as I would enjoy seeing you get chased around by schluckodils for the rest of the night, there's no need. I have allies on the ship who are capable of taking down giant lizards."
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"You...didn't...need...to—"

[color=ab0000]"Shut up and keep running."[/color]

Carmillia, Mortas and a bunch of other rioters were running through the corridors on the lower deck. Carmillia's earlier deduction had been right; there was only a single schluckodil. However, it didn't make situation any less terrifying. The massive beast barely fit within the corridor walls. The sides of the creature were smashing apart the handrails as it barreled after them.

They had found the creature near the kitchen, feasting upon the remains of rioters trapped underneath the rubble of destroyed wood. It didn't take much to get its attention. Schluckodils were extremely territorial.

Mortas had insisted to be the rearguard which left Carmillia without much choice to be by his side. Without Mortas, the deal was likely to fall through. It was an incredibly daft thing to have the old man run at the rear and he was clearly struggling as he ran through the water. But in order to lead the peasants, one had to lead with their own actions. Mortas knew that. Begrudgingly, so did Carmillia.

That said, things were getting dicey. There was no doubt that her allies would attempt to save the ship by killing the schluckodil. However, she didn't know their exact location. Leon was nowhere to be seen when she passed the entertainment hall. It was unlikely that the rest had remained at the cargo hold either. 

All she could do now was keep running.