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That, my dear, is a complex question. The only answer is a riddle within an enigma within a.. Shouldn't you be wearing clothes? Not that I object...

I have no use for human garments. { She hisses and raises herself, her hair hanging in wet tendrils down her bare back. } Are you the Captain I seek?

[Eyes the hissing female and takes a small step back]

That all depends.. what do you want m-- him for?

I want to thank him for what he did to my sisters. { She will climb out of the water if she must. }

Your lips say 'thank', my dear, but your eyes say 'castrate'..

[Takes another step back]

You cannot run from me. I will not let you escape. { And Tamara begins to sing. }

[And Jack stuffs his fingers in his ears, singing a jaunty tune over her and backing up more]

{ And she grabs his ankles. }

Eeep! [Cue Jack, flailing and fleeing]

Come back! { Tamara leaps onto the dock and slowly transforms into a woman. }

Not bloody likely.. [Runs off, arms flailing]

{ Except... She has seaweed whips. One of them travels after him. }

[In true Jack fashion, he trips and rolls, missing being snagged and getting to his feet, giving her a wide-eyed look and heading into the trees]

The young girl looks terrified. Seeing those fangs makes her wonder if she will end up having them as well.

Girl, what is it? { She keeps her voice soft, though it is cold. }

"Nothing." Josephine smiles slightly, although she feels a chill go down her spine.