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In the span of ten minutes Verdant had circled back to a less populated part of the shore, took a dip to find some acceptable fabric from the shipwreck, noted the absurd amount of fabric floating randomly in the shallows, caught a particularly plump red snapper, and returned back to the beach to rejoin the larger group.

She approached from a bend in the shoreline, out of sight from the group of survivors. She wore what once was a baggy waist-high pants for someone much taller than her, torn here and there and tied with some makeshift laces to create something akin to a sackcloth. The color was a wild mismatch, but she didn't care much about it. In one hand was a vaguely ovoid bundle, and in the other hand was a half-eaten snapper she took a bite off from now and then - still raw and scaly.

She'll judge if the other survivors were worth sticking with or not.

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Uuuugh. Verdant the snake had barely managed to stay conscious through all that. Mostly. And it turned out that they were washed away on a shore not too long after. Great, at least she ain't at risk of dying. There should be enough resource in the island for prolonged survival, as inconvenient as it were. Silver linings and all.

Let's take this step by step.

Firstly, gotta get away from this weird man that didn't quite felt like a man. Probably an exotic race that she never met or something. Regardless, he's gripping her skull rather tightly and Verdant would rather not transform back in sight. The fact that her bundle of cloth and whatnot was washed away didn't really help either. There goes all her money too, gosh darn it.

Oh well, she can always get more once she return to civilization. Step by step.

Strengthening her spiritual connection to the skeleton, it thrashed and bounded away with unnatural strength as she rode it further inland, disappearing between the vegetation momentarily. First of all, circle around to find some spot to rejoin the passengers. Maybe salvage a cloth or whatever fabric she can get her hands on. She's not much bothered by the lack of it, but leave it to the humans to put such trivialities in high priority.

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Something grabbed her and Verdant didn't even noticed for the first few seconds from how messy her senses were. Cant hear anything but the thunder and roiling waves. Cant feel jack shit, it's already muted from the extension and it's all water anyway. Cant see far in this form, but up close it was... the fucker with the needle, just her bloody luck. Attack him? Tempting, yet that didn't felt like the best choice at the moment.

He could be emergency food supply if she were to be castaway for way too long.

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Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. This was why she didn't like ocean travel.

Awoken by the thunder early, Verdant could no longer return to sleep. Sometimes she wondered if it's a good thing to be able to hear loud noises now. The first time she transfigured into the human form, the thunderclap sent her running for cover. She had never liked it ever since.

Then it just got worse, the final bit of thunder sounded way too close and not alone. Oooh no. No no no no. This was her worst worry, and it came true.

There were screams. A rush of dark water. And the unforgettable sound of a ship's spine breaking.

Nope, she's out of there. As panic began to mount Verdant dropped on the floor, the bundle she carried unravelling into some sort of serpentine skull with a length of the spine attached. Its eyeholes lit with an otherworldly green glow as it slithered up a pillar and onto the ceiling in a complete disregard of minor things like gravity. The tail end of the spine hooked onto the dirt-green robe and on very close look one can see a tiny snake curled nicely inside the skull.

Out of the death trap, on to the deck. The roiling water occasionally illuminated by peals of lightning didn't look safe at all, but sure beats going down with the ship. In a single lunatic decision, the serpent cast herself into the darkness and hoped for the best.

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Everything and everyone and their goddamn mother were so loud, and another annoyance slithered into Verdant's presence. Dont know what, but the way it stride through the ground was completely unnatural. The serpent sat back up, glared at the new attachment to her hammock, and grabbed it.

It was a tiny lil book.

Her eyes narrowed in annoyance. What's the meaning of this? On one scale, peasants mostly were incapable of reading and Verdant's upbringing were even worse than one. On the other scale, give several decades and even the academically challenged snake could find her way around written words. She glanced at the book again, pondering what to do with it.

Flipped into the front page. Immediately lost interest.

At least the damn thing looked pricy. Perhaps she can find another use for it later. For now, into a spare pocket it went. Aaaand back to her nap. The next person who woke her up will get a knife to the gut, no question asked.

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See, Verdant was this close to shanking the wheelchair guy and book it. However, he spoke fast enough that it was revealed he's nothing but a paranoid fucker instead of someone who recognized her from the bounty lists. Uhg, and that's why he bothered her all day? She had shanked someone over less.

"You are deranged- dont fucking touch me!" The serpent hissed as she yanked her hand back. "I'm getting away from some debtors. Now stop bothering me or else."

With that she stomped back to her hammock, anger just a hair beneath boiling over. Stay calm, stay calm. Stab the bastard later. Wouldn't be the first time, likely nowhere near the last either. Verdant can be very patient if needed to.

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As far as getting rudely woken up two minutes after barely dozing off, the hammock whispering into her would likely land on the top five of the list. Which was impressive, considering that Verdant had experienced being waken up by creatures or people wanting to murder her, kidnap her, eat her, sometimes all three, in any order. The serpent was very, very grumpy at the moment, it took every single ounce of her self-control not to fall into the wheelchair bastard with a shank and silence him for good.

She still stomped across, of course. Very angrily so.

"What the FUCK do you want?"

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If Verdant had any inkling that someone's recognizing her, she would've made it a priority to murder the unfortunate bastard. For better or worse, however, she had no idea. Instead her attention was focused on the nobleman that climbed into the ship with much fanfare, inwardly groaning at the added attention on this ship. Thankfully the idiot didn't bring any guard, only a single page that looked like he'd rather be anywhere else. If she ever decided to poison everyone aboard there wouldn't be many that could possibly gut her before they keeled over.

Good enough, as far as contingencies went.

As the ship sailed, the serpent slowly lose the tension on the back of her neck. She lingered on the deck for a moment still, until the ship picked up enough speed that it's unlikely to suddenly stop and turn without giving her time to notice and act (and to give the highborn prick enough time to disappear into his cabin, else she may suddenly find her fingers itchy for the nearest sharp object).

Trotting lightly toward the stairs, Verdant vanished into the bowel of the ship before claiming one of the still empty hammock - her luggage lying on her belly. She's not risking any sticky fingers accidentally discovering the content, nope! As for speaking with the other passengers? She's got better things to do. Such as a nap. A long nap. Two days of sleepless travel can took some toll on a woman after all.

@Dark Cloud

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Come on guys, lizard people arent real. You cant just accuse people of being secretly lizard when we enjoy good sunbath like regular human would.

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@A5G Is she in snake form currently?

@Dark Cloud

Nope, very much human at the moment