Ankyra Sound I WOULDN'T SINK LIKE A STONE [mandatory saltwinter meeting]

as usual pp liberties always granted to vlad and 'phas.

These incivilities rarely went undisciplined and her flank was quickly laced into by Vlad's teeth; a mean chomp––followed by a threatening message that she more or less chose to tune out––that made her ramp forward with a yelp and scurry to the peripherals of the assembly, alongside Rosalyn.  

Caiaphas carried on with her pleasant Sportpalast speech, implying they were beholden to her and her shores, and it was at this point that Lusca really started to take issue with the state of their affairs. She scoffed with disbelief––she'd rather be a fat, capsized pinniped than a reluctant enlistee to a war she had nothing and wanted nothing to do with. 

"You are free to speak your thoughts, and you are free to leave."

Her eyes illumined. The sable gamin stiffened her neck upright and smoothly interjected: "speak no more, I'll go find the sucker right now." She shifted to step away from the scene, as if she had any intention to actually make good on her pledge.