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Caesar stood up slowly as the ship neared dock, working through the motions of getting the ship docked solo while the others rested. All in all, Feya was probably the only other one who would've been increasingly helpful in these tasks, but the doctor needed her rest.
They docked and people began to disembark. Feya took off like a seagull out of a leviathan's jaw, which Caesar only shook his head slightly over.
Bonekid had left, and Dirk too. So had Liliana. Caesar worried about her, he was forming strong emotional attachment to the lady and her metal thing. Even if she was an alien, she was slowly becoming not unlike a mother to the Mink.
Those thoughts hurt, though. So he turned towards Boone. "Be careful, Captain," he muttered before jumping over the railing into the water with a mighty splash.
He lazily drifted, and occasionally swam, around the dock for a while before he let himself go with the flow around the island.
An undermined time later, amidst the sounds of waves and the tide, of wildlife and citizens in the town, Caesar found himself drifting nearer a secondary dock.
He was intrigued. Swimming over, he popped himself up and took a look around.
Was that a sign for a Marine HQ? He thought it was. And was that Feta, err, Feya?
Yes, the albino skin and unique garb stood out.
Pulling himself fully out of the water with a mild wince at the pain, Caesar called out to the fitness doctor, pulling out a pouch from a pocket.
Inside the water proof bag was a lighter and one of his 'special' cigars.
Lighting it up before the met up with the woman, Caesar took a long drag before speaking.
"If you're heading towards that HQ, it looks like we'll be going together," he said simply before blowing out a train of smoke rings. "Yeah, that's some good stuff."
Caesar stood up slowly as the ship neared dock, working through the motions of getting the ship docked solo while the others rested. All in all, Feya was probably the only other one who would've been increasingly helpful in these tasks, but the doctor needed her rest.
They docked and people began to disembark. Feya took off like a seagull out of a leviathan's jaw, which Caesar only shook his head slightly over.
Bonekid had left, and Dirk too. So had Liliana. Caesar worried about her, he was forming strong emotional attachment to the lady and her metal thing. Even if she was an alien, she was slowly becoming not unlike a mother to the Mink.
Those thoughts hurt, though. So he turned towards Boone. "Be careful, Captain," he muttered before jumping over the railing into the water with a mighty splash.
He lazily drifted, and occasionally swam, around the dock for a while before he let himself go with the flow around the island.
An undermined time later, amidst the sounds of waves and the tide, of wildlife and citizens in the town, Caesar found himself drifting nearer a secondary dock.
He was intrigued. Swimming over, he popped himself up and took a look around.
Was that a sign for a Marine HQ? He thought it was. And was that Feta, err, Feya?
Yes, the albino skin and unique garb stood out.
Pulling himself fully out of the water with a mild wince at the pain, Caesar called out to the fitness doctor, pulling out a pouch from a pocket.
Inside the water proof bag was a lighter and one of his 'special' cigars.
Lighting it up before the met up with the woman, Caesar took a long drag before speaking.
"If you're heading towards that HQ, it looks like we'll be going together," he said simply before blowing out a train of smoke rings. "Yeah, that's some good stuff."
