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[myf_ckingluck]

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[myf_ckingluck]

Not going to say no but what the fuck did they do to you?

[lygophobic]

It's a quest, stupid ass. Something about sirens luring people to their deaths or whatever.

[myf_ckingluck]

Fuck off. I'm not obsessively checking the quests like some assholes. But how many bones?

[lygophobic]

What the fuck are you doing then? Jerking off and crying in your stupid castle?

100. You in or not?

[myf_ckingluck]

I'm avoiding talking to assholes like you but here you are.

I'm in.

[lygophobic]

Crazy thing about free will is you could ignore me, but you don't. Idiot.

Meet me at the docks. We need to catch a boat.

[myf_ckingluck]

I have a feeling you're impossible to ignore. Bitch.

Fine, I'll be there shortly.

[lygophobic]

Correct. Maybe you're less stupid than I thought.

I'll be here.

And she was, indeed, out by the docks of Grey Ward, a small ship already chartered for a handful of Bones. Sun Spear was talking to one of the sailors whenever Sandor made his way over.

[myf_ckingluck]

You're still annoying.

He didn't say anything else as he hated talking to the little bird to relay messages but he still made it to the docks rather quickly as he knew she would bitch if he was slow. Hell, she probably would bitch anyways but he was casual as he made his way over, his broadsword on his back.

[lygophobic]

Sandor was in luck. Between getting the boat ready and talking to the crew, Sun Spear didn't really keep track of how long it took him to show up. When he did, she looked over, nodded, and then resumed her conversation for a few seconds longer before the sailor wandered off.

"You know how to swim?" She asked him.

[myf_ckingluck]

The sailor probably wondered who the grumpy guy was that was glaring at them but that was just Sandor's resting face as he waited for Sunny to be done whatever it was she was doing which he expected was lining up stuff for the quest. He let his gaze wander out over the water as he tried to imagine where exactly they were heading and he was still thinking about it when she spoke to him.

"I can swim fine," he grunted as he focused on her again. "How deep are we going?"

[lygophobic]

"Ideally, not deep at all. They have nests on the surface, supposedly." She said, glancing to the small boat and the crew that was mostly finished setting up for them to set sail. "The boatswain was just telling me we should bring earplugs and don't let the things touch us."

[myf_ckingluck]

Sandor grunted as he figured it should be easy enough to kill the slippery little cunts if they got close enough but he nodded. "Ear plugs should be good." He paused with a frown as he glanced at her, almost suspiciously. "What happens if we don't have earplugs or they touch us?"

[lygophobic]

"You know what a siren is?" She asked. "Their songs fuck with your head, hence the need for earplugs. If they touch us... they weren't actually specific about that. Just insisted that we keep our distance and avoid it."