Post by Dragus on Dec 17, 2023 5:00:23 GMT -8
"The vial? Ah, yez. That waz an experimental fertility potion I had been working on." Replied the reptilian, fiddling with the lily pad covering his nether-bits, not that there was much to conceal other than a smooth patch of scale. Barabel reproductive organs were internal after all. "I had desssigned it for the purpossse of increasssing the ewok populationz among my flock. It waz sssupposed to make them hyper-fertile, but alssso had the ssside effect of making them incredibly nauseouz. That'z why I figured it would work on the Sssea Leviathan. It already had a belly full of gungan chum, the perfect condition to promote vomiting. I think I mussst have gotten sssome in my mouth az well when I pulled out the cork ssstopper with my teeth. My own ssstomach feelz a bit..." He looked down at his belly, resting a claw on either side of it as the strangest sensation came over him, originating down in his loins. "...odd. Very unusssual."
Next he sat up and smacked his jaws, his aching glands causing salivation to spill over his crocodilian teeth and his belly to rumble.
"You know, I have the ssstrangest urge for pickled eyeballz ssslathered in peanut butter. What a bizarre, yet, ssseemingly delightful combination that would be." He looked over at Mal'ize, who was staring off into the distance with a shocked look upon her face. "Firssst time being thrown up by a Sssea Leviathan? You get usssed to it. In fact, you ssseemed quite a bit handsssy when we were being sssquished together in itz conssstricting esophaguz az the beassst vomited uz up itz throat and out of itz mouth. Don't worry, I won't tell if you don't. We both have our reputationz to consssider."
Finally the dastardly drake stood up, allowing the lily pad to complete slide off and reveal...well, nothing really but more scales. Dragus placed his claws on the sides of his hips and looked over his shoulder as a pair of strobing lights cut through the marshy swamp around them. In the air above, the AIAT/i gunship 'Bad Bantha' was coming in to land. No doubt his flockmates got worried when the gungan city had collapsed around the pair. Dragus watched as the gunship settled into the mud and the rear boarding ramp unfolded towards the ground.
"I think I'll let the Sssea Leviathan be for a while and adjussst to thiz new habitat." He leaned over and offered Mal'ize a claw, helping her back to her feet despite the echani appearing to still be in shock. "Well, we bessst get out of here, my dear. There iz plenty more work to be done and a busssy ssschedule to keep. Shall we?"
Next he sat up and smacked his jaws, his aching glands causing salivation to spill over his crocodilian teeth and his belly to rumble.
"You know, I have the ssstrangest urge for pickled eyeballz ssslathered in peanut butter. What a bizarre, yet, ssseemingly delightful combination that would be." He looked over at Mal'ize, who was staring off into the distance with a shocked look upon her face. "Firssst time being thrown up by a Sssea Leviathan? You get usssed to it. In fact, you ssseemed quite a bit handsssy when we were being sssquished together in itz conssstricting esophaguz az the beassst vomited uz up itz throat and out of itz mouth. Don't worry, I won't tell if you don't. We both have our reputationz to consssider."
Finally the dastardly drake stood up, allowing the lily pad to complete slide off and reveal...well, nothing really but more scales. Dragus placed his claws on the sides of his hips and looked over his shoulder as a pair of strobing lights cut through the marshy swamp around them. In the air above, the AIAT/i gunship 'Bad Bantha' was coming in to land. No doubt his flockmates got worried when the gungan city had collapsed around the pair. Dragus watched as the gunship settled into the mud and the rear boarding ramp unfolded towards the ground.
"I think I'll let the Sssea Leviathan be for a while and adjussst to thiz new habitat." He leaned over and offered Mal'ize a claw, helping her back to her feet despite the echani appearing to still be in shock. "Well, we bessst get out of here, my dear. There iz plenty more work to be done and a busssy ssschedule to keep. Shall we?"