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Fantasy Age of the Black flag

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Sherlock yipped happily, his head going into her hand. Damian rubbed the back of his neck, chuckling nervously as he looked at the two.

"Where were you two headed after this?" He smirked, looking down at the cute girl.
 
She looks up at Owen opening he arms "it's ok sweet heart. You just need to learn to hold it in next time ok?" she looked up at Damien "w-we are gonna go back to the ship.. I think everyone has headed back there anyway.."
 
"S-Ship?"

Damian's eyes suddenly began to gleam up subtly like a child, and Sherlock's ears perked up, and got extreamly excited. Sherlock barked loudly as his tail wagged vigorously.
 
She noticed this and looked confused "uh y-yeah. A ship..." she looks around before biting her lip and sighing gently. She obviously struggled with eye contact as a red tint dances along her cheeks "w-would you uh...maybe.. You d-dont have to.. But um. C-come with us..? I-im not sure if anyone can p-properly pilot the s-ship" she rambles slightly not knowing how to properly ask him to come with them. Instead making it seem like he should come for everyone else's sake
 
Damian smirked a bit, and looked down at her, his left hand in his coat pocket and his other hand outreached at her.

He'd gently touch her cheek, guiding her chin to look at him. He'd stare at her eyes, about two inches away from touching noses.

"I'd love to."

Damian smiled.

Sherlock barked again, and Damian looked down at him, nodding. He'd let go, looking down at Sherlock.

"What about you boy, wanna go on Ship?"

Sherlock barked again and jumped up into his arms, Damian laughed and grasped him in his arms, looking over to Aya.

"Sure!"
 
owen blinks, "you are dirty and wet", he looked at Damian's shoulder from where he was sitting earlier and saw taco reminants.
 
She squeaked gently blushing hard "o-o-o-o-ok..." she fumbles over her words before stepping back and grabbing owens hand. "t-tim..t-time to go owen.." she blushed hard and tried desperately to move the subjects "I uh.. I guess it's settled then. Let's um. This way" she blushed and bit her lip walking off gently pulling Owen with her
 
He'd watch her pull off, his hand in his pocket and turning to Sherlock.

Sherlock looked up at him and tilted his head.

Damian shrugged. "Yeah, I know."

Sherlock walked forward, and Damian followed suit.
 
She nods with him trying to not look behind her "me too.." the ship is huge and a weird combination of the past and present. It goes on water only though. She can see a blood spot on the ground from when she fell over. She looks away and carefully walks up the ramp making sure to not trip this time
 
He'd continue folliwng onto the ship, walking with Sherlock happily trotting by his side. He'd observe the schematics of the ship, walking up the ramp and smirking a bit, it had been a while since he's been on a ship.
 
She watches Owen run off confused as to what he found. She slowly starts going back down the ramp stumbling slightly "owen! Where are you going?" she calls out the the boy
 
"what's tha-" she goes pale seeing what's in his hand before screaming and falling back. She hits it out of his hand "WHERE DID YOU FIND THAT!" she covers her mouth trying to not vomit
 
Owen is holding a severed finger that looks slightly burned on the end where it was seemingly blasted off, "It looks just like momma's!", he was pointing out a wedding ring on the finger. he smiles proudly as he notices the 'similarity'.
 
He'd look down and calmly took the finger from his palm, watching it.

"What the.."

He'd look down at Owen, then at the finger.

"Just like momma.."
 
He'd look down, taking note of what he said. He'd kneel down before him, clenching the finger.

"Owen, where is momma?"
 

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