Thread: Unlikely Saviors [-:Haru|Luana:-]

Kion smiled a little as Tika teased him back, and he realized that she was quite nice as company. The fact that gnomes got their hair color at random was interesting, and normally Kion might hve answered, but now that he had a full belly, a full fledged case of the 'itis was upon him. Food coma he had heard humans call it, and the lovely little gnome pushed the beds together. Thank you Peanut. he told her and would yawn as he shimmied from his armor, leaving himself in something akin to a loincloth. He curled up on the furniture, actually making a much smaller form of himself instead of stretching out, and soon a soft rumbling purring could be heard as he fell into a sleep. ---------- Elsewhere on the ship, two castaways skulked in the belly of the beast, talking quietly between themselves. It was easy enough to crawl their way upward, killing a couple of crew members and taking their clothing. Now they could move about relatively unhindered. Their mark had to be aboard somewhere, now it was just a matter of tracking them down. ---------- A couple of hours passed with no incident and no interruption for the little gnome, the large lion remaining curled up and purring as he slept, though at one point he did roll onto his back, baring his belly for a few long minutes before curling back up. Not long after that he would give a deep yawn and stretch, slowly coming awake. Anything interesting happen while I was out? he asked, his eyes of molten gold seeking out the small for of the Little One. Tika watched over her large, fuzzy charge while he slept. For the time being nothing untoward had happened. She was actually enjoying the peace of the cabin. The drone of the engines, the soft scratching of her charcoal, and Kion's purring all blended into a calming song. She gave a wide yawn, her eyelids feeling a little droopy. Eventually she couldn't keep it up as she drifted away. Her sketchbook still cradled to her chest and charcoal in hand she leaned against the wall dozing off. The sound of Kion's voice rattled her awake. She sat fully upright with a little snort and rubbed her face, smearing herself with some charcoal. Nothin' at all, she grumbled and cleared her throat. Ok, so she wasn't the best sentry who ever lived. Both a little groggy neither seemed to notice the door was open. Two figured loomed in the doorway wearing crew uniforms. Tika scrubbed her eyes again as she looked to the open door. Oy! Rude! Never heard of knocking? She demanded. The pair said nothing. They simply drew daggers. Tika growled. The cabin wasn't the best place for a fight. Too small. Too cramped. Just a day of peace. S'all im askin. The two crewmembers stood in the doorway a moment and one looked at the other. I thought it was a half-orc, not a pneumafera? And her hair is bright orange, not pink... the man said to the other. The other man seemed confused as well, and shook his head. Has to be them. Only gnome I seen all day on this damn ship. Then they moved, rushing into the room in a move meant to obviously overwhelm the two. Kion's huge axe was obviously useless, but the claws and fangs of the great white lion would likely prove to be enough. Meeting the charge of the two men, obviously not crewmen by their actions, the roar of Kion carried down the corridor and he engaged with them without fear or hesitation, long black claws now unsheathed and slashing bloody furrows across the chest of one man as the other did manage to stab the lion in the shoulder with a vicious downward swing from overhead. Kion turned on him, almost wondering why any human man would engage a pneumafera in close quarters combat. They would likely lose almost every single time, as power and speed would overwhelm them. They might beat an animal of the same type, but an animal that was able to think and fight as any human? Foolish. The throat of one man was slashed open, a gout of blood spurting on a nearby wall as he gurgled, and Kion threw the other man back as he tried to get at the Little One. There was hardly any room for her to get by, unless she wanted to brave scuffling under Kion's legs, and the man that was now the only one alive was pinned to the wall by his throat. Who sent you? he snarled. The man cowered a bit, but managed to gasp out an answer. S'posed to... kill the... little gnome.... female. Sabo... tage... he managed to gasp out. Tika picked up on their conversation before the attack. Her pointed ears wriggled a little. Half-orc...pink hair. They were after that engineer she and Kion had seen! Yet by the time she had reasoned it through a brawl had started. Kion's roar was deafening. Tika shook her head a little as the ringing in her ears subsided. She drew her little knife but was fairly well blocked in. Two humans and a Pneumafera made the cabin and even tighter squeeze. She could only really watch from the back as Kion was stabbed. For a moment she made to leap in and help but then that same human's throats was ripped right out. In the bloody chaos the other tried to get through. Tika growled and lashed out at his fingers with her knife. She managed to slice his digits before Kion threw him back and against a wall. With the fight over Tika slid between Kion's legs. Wait wait... she squeaked. Who's sabotaging what? Said pink hair before. With a half-orc...they're after t'other gnome. Tika paused and frowned. Why'd ya come here then? Engineer's gonna be in the engine room ya stupid biggin.