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"Just pay Hetlerald. I have to drag you guys back anyways, don't make my life harder."

A man ran by with a can. The words "liquid soul" were written on it with a marker. Hector decided to follow this man.

Hunter threw five large gems on the table, "Here."

"Ok. You seem sober enough. Care to help me haul Hetlerald back to the ship? He's out cold."
((Hetlerald only comments during school, so i'm makng a plan to introduce him back in))

Hunter grabbed him by the waist and easily lifted him over his shoulder, and walked him back to the ship

The man had run back to what could be a hole in the ground, but it somewhat looked like a house. Though one thing is for sure, it looked like a dump. Hector ghosted the man, following his very steps.

Athena walked beside Hunter. "Hetlerald was SO good at holding his drink. Not. Well, this was fun."

The man spotted Hector, then ran into his hole, shutting the door behind him.

((Sorry I’ve been gone so long))

Ari glances up, spotting Hunter carrying Heterald back to the ship, slightly confused. “Do you need some help with that?” She asks, walking to the edge of the ship.

Hector snuck into the man's home. Now standing behind him he whispered in his ear "Can I borrow some fuel?" The man turned around with a jolt, throwing a punch at Hector.

((ok creeper))
After Hetlerald was on deck, Athena looked at Ari and explained what had happened with the drinking contest.

Corrine finished her little adventure around the city when she decided to return to the boat. She climbed up onto the ship and stood on the deck, taking in the scene in front of her.

Hector dodged the punch, putted on a gas mask. "I'm sorry" He said, muffled by the mask. Hector spun around, gas flying from his chains, bringing visions and hallucinations to those who breath in.

Visions of demons and dragons plaque the man's gaze. "What are these demons!?" He screamed in pain and agony. Hector quick and quite grabbed the fuel can, then ran towards the boat.

((I'm back))
"Hey Corrine." She looked at Hetlerald, then back to Corrine. "In case you're wondering, he had a few too many drinks."

((oi I was still sober my legs fell for some reason, commenting of way earlier things Also back)) "I am still avake and sober mein legs buckled das ist all"

Corrine lightly laughed, shaking her head. She sat down on the deck not far from them.

I find a sheet and sit to begin sharpening the bayonet of my Kar98

A little girl with red pigtails and blue eyes walked over to the ship. She held a raggedy doll made from old sheets of fabric and cloth. "Does any of you wanna play dolls" Her voice sounded like a beam of sunlight amongst murky waters.

"sorry lass but I am busy"