Legacies Reborn

"The rabbit huh? It's fine I'll just use the Holy hand grenade. Ehehe...but enough about that. Not sure if you can just walk that off now Cecil. Let me know if you're hurting too bad on the way."

Lucure begins to laugh, almost hysterically.
"Ahahaha...Ahhh, that's good stuff..." she says, taking a moment to wipe a tear from her eye. Maybe she was just overjoyed to be alive, y'know.

"All you have to do is ask..."
Says Rylie to no one in particular

Confused, Caliber glances over at the Lucario.
'Pardon me?'

Cecil smiles. "Thank you Lucure..." he says, standing back up with his usual limp

The Smeargle sits down with a little sigh, starting to lax up a bit.
"See? Everything is under control..." She says, closing her eyes.

He kneels infront of her, and gives her a hug. <3

She opens an eye, before returning it. I mean, it'd be rude if she didn't, and all.
"I think I'll appoint you my cabin-boy when we set sail." she says thoughtfully, still going on about getting on the boat.

"Sounds like fun." He replies with a smile.

"Oh, I guess I should warn you now, since it's on my mind, but...I hope you don't mind spiders..." she says suddenly. "I have a pet Galvantula on-board..." ^^;

"Ooh, interesting. How'd you get that?"

"It was...a gift, from a friend." she says simply.

"Oh yea?" he asks, curious.

She nods.
"I'll tell you all about it later. It might be...easier." she says cautiously...

"Oh...well as you wish then."

She rubs her hands together.
"...Sorry. I just don't feel comfortable talking about it with everybody around." She whispers.
Caliber shoots her an odd glance, but nods.
'Perhaps Lucure just prefers to do it herself...'

Cecil just nods in acknowledgement and takes her hands.

She holds his as well, closing her eyes a little.

"Not trying to be the negative guy here but what's makes you think things will all be fine and dandy when we get there? You know things can change over the course of a night."

Lucure glances over at the Charizard, remarking, "Mossdeep is a pretty peaceful city, and they all know that they don't mess with my boat. The last group that tried it, well, let's just say that the crew didn't take kindly to them. Not of my accord, mind you, I found out a few days later."

"I'll take your word for. They're just some towns with some really bipolar people. Come in one day and they offer you a drink. Then next time you somehow got a bounty on your head."

"And were one of these bounties put out during a night of drinking...?"