The Thoughtigator Body Count

Authours: HybridCreator-6574 and LunarEcho'sShadow
 These are the shenanigans that go on between my OC, Thoughtseer, and Lunar's OC, Navigator, before, during, and after a murder!
== Chapter 1 ==
Thoughtseer woke up to violent shaking. She shot up and saw her ghost, Navigator. She sighed, then got ready for the day, putting on a bracelet Navigator made for her. It was extremely childish, a couple of what looked like real dragon scales on string. The colors were all mismatched from light blue to seafoam green, all horribly glued on a piece of cord that the older dragon had also probably stolen. She didn't mind that Navigator made the scale pattern but hated that she stole glue.
"Who have you decided to kill today?'" Thoughtseer half-joked.
Navigator floated upside down and then said, "Oh it's this Seawing. He was extremely rude, all I wanted was some glue and he just screamed, 'Demon!' All I did was haunt his dreams and write in blood a nice lil message. I'm so nice that I was willing to give him the most wonderful gift."
"Hey, uhm, I know this might be weird, but can I do this one?" Thoughtseer wondered, holding a small contraption that looked like a Sandwing barb. "I've been studying how to use the barb and how to fight like a Sandwing. I've taken notes from you on how to lure dragons to the middle of nowhere."
Navigator looked at the contraption. "It would have been better if it was a real barb but I guess its fine...unless you're willing to wait a couple of days! OH WAIT I KNOW THE PERFECT SANDWING TO STEAL HIS BARB!" She started to get excited, her eyes gleaming.
"No! That"s why I made this: to work like an actual SandWing barb!" she explained, putting the fake barb on her tail. "Plus, I wanna kill the SeaWing." 
Navigator began to sniffle. "They grow up so fast." She began to dab her eyes with a random handkerchief. 
Thoughtseer rolled her eyes and added, "I also have a hit list of my own. I'm sure you"d be glad to hear that." 
Navigator began to weep. "MY BABY!" She started to bawl. 
"So, are you ready to get our hitlists done?" she wondered, placing the Sandwing-barb contraption on her tail.
Navigator nodded. "I love hit lists, you never know if you are just gonna hit dragons or actually gonna kill them. 
They flew off with Navigator leading the way to a dusty old shop with the aquamarine SeaWing. He was selling Queen Coral's scrolls. Thoughtseer tried to contain her excitement as she stalked the SeaWing, him flashing in her mind with a captioned picture of his name on there: Oceans. He wasn't very crowded, so barely anyone could tell if he was gone. Perfect. She crept her way around discreetly until she was behind him, then slit his throat so he couldn't scream out in pain. Blood ran down his throat as she dragged him back to an alleyway, then stabbed him in the chest with her faux SandWing barb. 
"Look, Navi!" she beamed. "My first kill!" 
Navigator sobbed. "I created a wonderful well rounded citizen of society. I could hardly contain myself when you stabbed him." 
"Now, we have to hide his body." she signed. "Well, after I take out his liver." 
She opened up the dead SeaWing and cut out the liver. Then, she put the freshly harvested organ in a pouch under her wing. She held him by the new open wound as she flew off with him. Finally, she dropped the gutted SeaWing into a deep, unpopulated trench. She took a quick swim to wash the blood off of her, then put her makeshift SandWing barb in a pouch on her ankle after washing it. 
"Now," she grinned. "Now, we'll work on my hitlist." 
"Yay! More livers!" Navigator screamed. She liked livers. 
== Chapter 2 ==
[Navigator's start]
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