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Rosa pays no attention to Eigla and Klimt's protests, and somersaults between them and Pierre. Her new body is more than large enough to completely envelop them in a protective barrier of sharkskin. She roars at Pierre once again, prompting the man to step back. His expression doesn't change, but a bead of sweat runs down his forehead as he moves his hand to the handle of his sword.

Pierre: "Bonjour, Rosa. I see you've uh, gained some weight. How about, we stay really calm right now? It may just be that time of the month, maybe you're not thinking right... Okay? No food here. It's just me, Pierre. Your uh, friend."


Eigla tries frantically to calm down her pet megashark, though her inner turmoil shows through. Rosa's body coils tighter around her, and her gills flare in a defensive posture. Her webbed hand gently picks up a bit of crabflesh, then holds it to her nose. She sniffs it, then licks it, then sniffs klimt, then sniffs Eigla, then eats a small bite of the Flesh for good measure.

Yup, it's people. Delicious, sushi-flavored people, but people nonetheless.

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Rosa lifts Eigla up onto her back, then cradles Klimt and the sled in her arms as she slithers back to the mansion. Pierre is left behind, dumbfounded.




The mansion beckons. Peggy opens the door, looking nonplussed.

Peggy: "Sure took your time, eh-

ah-

EMILIA GET IN THE ♥♥♥♥ TRUCK THE GIANT FISH ARE INVADING"

Emilia: "Giant fish? Wh-

Oh.

Hi Rosa! You look strong!"

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The girls pause for a moment as Rosa sets Klimt down onto the manor's doorstep.

Peggy: "What about Kl- OH.

AAAAAAA KLIMT WHAT HAPPENED ARE YOU OKAY"

Emilia: "MASTER KLIMT NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"

The two of them immediately leap on top of him, forcing him into a rather painful bearhug. They're, a LOT stronger than he remembered. Emilia even has *TONED BICEPS*!

Emilia: "MASTER KLIMT WHY DID YOU LEAVE PLEASE TELL ME WE CAN FIX YOU I LOVE YOU SO MUCH DON'T LEAVE ME"

Peggy: "WHO DID THIS TO YOU? TELL ME, I'LL MURDER THE ♥♥♥♥ OUTTA THEM! Also are your boyparts okay - yes thank goodness - ANYWAYS AAAAAAAA THIS MAKES ME HUNGRY FOR REVENGE also you smell really delicious right now. Like, seafood?"

Curie walks out of the house, looking curiously at the commotion. She notices Klimt, and her face grows... Strangely, blank. She steps closer, and he can't help but notice she's got a body now - A rather oversized one, at that.

Curie: "OPERATOR - HRK. You. You. Klimt... You're hurt. Why do you do this to yourself? Taking risks, getting into battles - At least tell me, first! What even happened? Why can't you take better care of your own life? I, I-

This makes me really angry. And disappointed. I'm afraid of losing you, Klimt. I, can't imagine life without you.

I, I love you. I hate this. I hate you so much!"

She runs off, crying. Oh dear.



Rosa evaluates her surgical prowess. Indeed, her right hand is much larger and more claw-like now, making delicate manipulation a bit tiring. Her left hand seems to have mostly been absorbed by the fishgun, only a few fingers protruding from the underside - Enough for crude grabbing and punching, but not much more.

Being a shark sucks.