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Like waves, consciousness rolled in then receded. All the while Luca felt like he was swirling, tumbling, turning as though caught in a current. Crazy storm that'n he recalled thinking at one point between flips, certain that it must be somethin' fierce to move his ship like this. Even if he was concerned that it might overturn, those worries were already anchored in the sand far below these turbulent waters. Better to just go back to sleep... It'll be over soon.

Sunlight cascaded across his form and spread warmth from his ear tips to his belly, making it almost impossible to rouse. And this soft bed of grass... “Qué pasa?” (What's happening?) Dual-toned eyes flashed open to assess his current predicament, the befuddling sensations from the previous night returning with an acute flare of panic. His ship hadn't actually sank... had it?

And if it had, what had happened to him? His crew? And... “Santiago?” Luca would later deny how terribly his voice quavered or that he just about abandoned his fur when a squawk answered him from behind. Turning, what he saw instead of his loyal first mate was a seagull whose body seemed to be seconds from spilling out from between its feathers. Despairingly, the roguish captain howled, “Esto no está bien!” (This is not right!)

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*some language, just a warning*

There was no way to describe the out-of-body experience Onyxia had just endured. Every inch of her ached, her head throbbed, and her body lay limp against the cool earth. When she finally managed to rise, her memories were a haze—fragmented and distant. She could barely recall where she had been before her world faded to black. As her vision cleared and she took in her surroundings, one thing became certain—nothing about this place was familiar. She groaned as she rocked up back to her paws, shaking her pelt of the dirt and debris that collected against it. Her mouth was dry, thirst consumed her and her belly felt empty. There was an undeniable irritability that settled within her at the unknown, how did she end up here and why?

First things first, she had to find a place to settle, so without lingering too much more on the unknown, she began to walk. 

Ears flicked forward when she heard a distant voice, goosebumps immediately riddled her body. Her footsteps became light, not wanting to be heard by whoever it was, until the stranger was in clear view. He too seemed confused as to where he was. This must have been a dream, it had to be. He began to speak some language that she did not understand, but the confusion was clearly written on his face. Onyxia inhaled a deep breath as she closed the distance between them, not really considering the potential consequences of making conversation with a stranger in an even stranger place.

She chalked it up to being a dream, and there was only one way to find out. Onyxia's jaws snap forward, attempting to catch the delicate skin of his muzzle between her teeth. 

“Do it back,” her orange eyes flashed at him, her tone and features were serious. “I don't know where I am, and you don't seem to know either so bite me. I want to wake up from this bullshit.” She didn't take a step closer, but she also didn't take a step back as she watched him.

@Luca
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m - language & lewd implications

 

Turns out the swollen sea-chicken was the least of his worries. Luca barely registered the approaching footfalls, light as they were, until she was upon him, this furry storm of gray and white savagery. “Joder!” (Fuck!) The distraught captain was no stranger to assault—and had ambushed many of his own enemies in just this same manner—but the greater offense was that his attacker was a woman.

Not that Cap'n Lobo thought women incapable of impressive strength or violence. It was simply that they were more regularly inclined to more pleasing acts in his presence.

The interaction grew stranger still. Do it back, she encouraged, as if this were some perverse form of foreplay. Not that it would be the first time... “Are ya crazy, 'miga? Rabids?” Further elaboration confirmed that he was not the only one feeling out of sorts here (and that she neither was as randy or rabid as initially assumed), which made Luca more comfortable, all things considered. His bloodied muzzle crinkled into a devious smirk. “Well, if ya insist...”

She had scored a few shallow cuts across his snout, where his skin was rough and used to injury, but the nefarious seafarer made to chomp down viciously on her very soft and plushy tail in return.

 

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He seemed confused and she just grew more irritated, “Hurry up!” She snapped at him, the taste of his blood that lingered on her tongue made her more anxious by the second. Why was she able to taste it? What kind of realistic, sick dream was this. Regardless, he wasn't happy, but he also didn't object to returning the favor. Onyxia's gaze remained settled on him as he moved towards her back, her ears lay flat against her skull, uncertain as to what the fuck he was doing back there. Her eyes narrowed and his jaws parted before he chomped down on the soft fluff of her tail.

She sucked the air between her teeth, the pain radiating up the base and to her spine. Her eyes closed and her body swiveled around, this had to work.

When she opened her eyes, however, he stood there looking back at her with his dumb face and dumb colored mismatched eyes. “Fuck!” She growled as she came to the realization that maybe this wasn't a dream after all. “This can't be right...” Her confusion was causing her to grow more frustrated because if there was one thing Ony hated more than not knowing things, it was being unable to control them too. “Where did you come from? Do you remember anything?” Her tail waved lazily behind her, trying to shake off the feel of his bite against her skin. She thought for sure the pain would have snapped her out of it, but when that didn't work she was left with only remnants of where she was before this.
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Yup, Luca concluded, totally loca. For her to not only reject his offer but insult him must mean that something was acutely wrong with this woman. It never occurred to him that his forward nature could be considered crass. Women he met at sea were often eager to find approval in the eyes of that dashing Cap'n Lobo and ever the more willing to follow him to his quarters. He need only to ask.

Convinced now that the problem was indeed the rabids woman and not anything to do with himself, he decided to be more forgiving in regard to her attitude. Luca abandoned the sultry expression lining his features to assume his signature easygoing smirk instead, tongue lolling out one side of his mouth. “Look, 'miga, I dunno where this is. I didn't fall asleep here, but that won't help yo o tu (me or you). Do it?”

Deciding he may as well introduce himself, the rogue bowed and affected a performative flair. “Cap'n Luca Marinero at your pleasure, bella dama. But ya can call me Cap,” he added with a wink, figuring that a moniker with one syllable might be easier for her addled mind to retain.

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Onyxia didn't quite know how to explain this man, but she wouldn't be able to do it in only one word. When he saw that she was growing more irritable his tone shifted, explaining further that he just woke up here (much like she did) and that he had no information that would help either of them. It was almost as though they walked in the same circle and ended at the same place. She rolled her eyes at him, still scanning the area as she decided where she was going to start to travel until his voice captured her attention once more. He provided his name, a lengthy one at that, something about captain Luca and how she could call him cap. Onyxia heard stories of those who traveled the seas, captains and pirates, sirens, all of that folklore. Another sigh escaped her and a single ears flicks forward at him.

“I'll call you Luca,” because she sure as shit wasn't calling him Cap. It sounded as stupid as he looked. Maybe it was fitting.

“I'm Onyxia,” she would provide no more than that because to be quite frank, she didn't care if she ever saw him again. “And just like you, I woke up here, but I have faint memories before this,” she admitted. “Since you can't help me, I'll be on my way.” It wasn't going to help either one of them to stick around and have small talk so she did what she found best and turned from him to leave. She would wake up from this nightmare sooner or later. 

exit ony
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