“You made interesting friends.”The ship emerged from the sea into the daylight with a subtle tilt and gentle unfolding of water over the deck. The...sun was starting to set; they’d been gone a whole day. Elbows on the railing, he leaned over it and stared out at the horizon. A single day to make enemies of the gods, the Fates, and a host of demonic creatures undoubtedly affected by the destruction. All to save Medusa.Worth it. He smiled at her, knowing she couldn’t see because of the mask, but he. One guy started to pay particular attention to her. One thing led to another and before long she was in an embrace making out. It did get some attention because of who she was and who he was. He had a mega death tee shirt on and pierced nose. Not the type of guy she was normally seen with. It was a pretty hot and heavy make out scene and several kids actually stopped what they were doing to watch. Then his hand was on her titties, then under her shirt. Then she was laying back and he was still. They were assisted in their escape by Kimura, who armed and equipped them before sending them after Alchemax for revenge for stealing property from The Facility.The Sisters were ten clones of Laura Kinney, created by Alchemax Genetics using samples of her DNA obtained via a thus-far unidentified source. Six of the girls were either killed in the field or by Alchemax during demonstrations, with a couple others dying mysteriously in their cells.Much like Laura, each were given a numerical. "She replied."I believe it's pronounced Sint Maarten."Weasel corrected."Are you taking the piss out of my accent?!"She sternly asked."N-no cap'n! Saint Martin it is!"He grinned sheepishly."Damn right."She cheekily grinned.And so, that evening, Cap'n Angie and the entire Daniella crew had themselves an orgy party the likes of which the high seas had never seen before! Indeed, it was such a spectacle of epic proportions, that to even describe it would be the greatest injustice known to.