Vinca

Yes mistress... *gives her her helmet, she moans as Cain struggles inside her bloated stomach*

I'm glad ur awake eve... I took care of Cain... *she comes over and sits with her, her fat belly still moves with her living meal, his fighting has grown weaker* he deserves the worst... And slow digestion is what I came up with... The rescue ship is coming in a few hours... U need to stay hydrated and also eat... *gives her water and a ration of food*

*she waddles over and picks eve up, she takes her to the camp again, she found fresh water and some food rations, she covers her with the blanket she found, she gets on the radio and calls the ship and tells them her location and that eve needs urgent help*

*decides to make her own decision, she looks hurt* I don't particularly like to be called stupid and ur in no position for idle threats... And in a moment ur not gonna have any room to do much of anything... *her coils loosen from around his neck and tighten around his arms and chest pinning his arms to his side, her face changes to a more serpent like face and her jaws unhinge, she works her jaws over his head and shoulders, her tail moves down as she swallows more of him, her gill flare, she is eating him alive, she strips clothes off him as she goes, she is finally down to his waist, her belly is already full, his wiggling makes her moan and rub her belly, she allows gravity to aid her with his legs, she tips her head back, and gulps and uses her tail to shove him down, her mouth finally closes over his feet, she gulps hard one last time and claims her victory with a rumbling belch*

Eve! I need a command... Plz give me something... *sinks her claws into Cain*

Eve... U have to make a decision... Now...

*she follows the sound and she stops in the shadows and listens, she heard everything, she growls low, her claws dig into the trunk of the tree, a long sharp spike protrudes from the tip of her tail, it drips with an acidic venom, she charges the gunman, she knocks him away from eve, her tail wraps around his throat, the tips of her wings pin his arms down, the spike on her tail trails his cheek, the dripping venom burns him* u ok eve? He isn't my boss... Ur my master... What shall I do with the traitor... I have a few ideas... *licks her lips* but its ur decision master eve... *her clawed hands rip through his uniform and leaves blood trails on his chest*

*she gets up and goes to find the ship and extract the radio delicately, she comes back with the radio and other survival supplies that were in the ship, she didn't rest to allow her wounds to heal* I got the radio and other supplies... I didn't know what u guys needed so I brought as much as I could carry... U can call base now...

She doesn't have to speak if she doesn't want to... Just radio the base and have them come get u two... *she tries to sit up*

*she looks at eve* that's good that u can breathe the air...