#nidiot

Ace eyed the two warily, the air awkward as the freckled man tried to figure out what had them both so on edge. Odd seemed busy with a book, while Tora fidgeted a bit as she changed his bandages; her tail twisting and swaying behind her in agitation, while her eyes kept shifting over to the closed window.

That was how Ace figured something was wrong, as the female hybrid absolutely loathed being in a completely enclosed room. Then, suddenly, there was an earth shaking BOOM that shook the room, causing the water pitcher to crash while the windows rattled. Though his body protested, Ace jumped out of bed and peered out the window.

“Is everyone alright?!”

Looking over his shoulder, the freckled male spotted a worried looking Baby Den Den climbing out of the Mink navigator’s pocket. “Just a few broken things, but we’re fine for the most part. Are you alright, Oscar?” questioned the otter Mink.

“I’m fine, just a few of my jewels are mixed up. Moreover, how is the captain doing? You best get him ready, just in case the Marines get passed the Commander and Dalton.”

“What else is happening, Oscar?” Tora asked, standing over by Odd.