Chapter 94: Getting Crabs at The Brothel
William Oh once got his head latched onto by a brain-devouring monster. After a week of mind-bending hallucinations…the hive-mind was under his control.
- Jazon Salazar
The entire boat was well lit, there were tons of carousing witnesses, and nearly as many high-level bouncers with strong PVP skills patrolling every floor of the ship, looking for people not following the program.
After surveying it thoroughly, they did manage to find one corner of the vessel, near the waterline, that was shaded and protected from view. It wasn’t an entrance, but that didn’t matter much to Loth.
“I bet you never thought those riding chaps would come in handy,” Loth said from his shoulders.
“Why is it that every time we go out, you end up riding me?” Will asked as he crept along the waves. The water was bowing under his feet, nearly dropping them both into the ocean.
“Because you can walk on water, and I’m cold-blooded. If I fall into that water, I will pass out.” Loth said.
“Really?”
“In a few hours, anyway,” Loth said, her tail waggling against his back.