To Hell and Back

Part 10

S- Jarrod was sitting on the railing of the boat smirking as Bismarck shot him a glare for his comment. That is until Bismarck unbuttoned his uniform. Considering the war crime Bis had inflicted on his back he was expecting the man to be rotund really. That was clearly not the case as Jarrod gave an extra double take of appreciation before shaking his head. It seemed the man was full of surprises.

"Need something to bite down on brother? Burning your wounds closed isn't exactly the most pleasant experience", Jarrod said

Jarrod simply listened to the other man as he made it known that he and his brother weren't warships. He gave a nod as he looked back at Bis. Truly after becoming a vampire he had begun to see that the world was far far stranger than he had ever known.
After Kara had bumped into the man her eyes slowly went back to their light brown color as she looked at him oddly for a moment. His name was Charlie and he had not been kidding when he said he was aquatically challenged.

"Sorry seems I got a little dizzy not used to boats I'm afraid", Kara said apologizing for bumping him though the man hadn't even really noticed.

Kara made her way as if to go below decks rubbing her forehead. It was always unpleasant to take in so much information at once without preparing for it before hand. It was admittedly a lot worse back in WW1 when the English were trying to Mimic the German shifters with mixed results. There were a few that had managed through it like Mick and herself. Though with her program they must have made a wrong bloodline choice somewhere down the line as she was unable to assume a giant bat form and instead copied human appearance. In addition her skin ability had led to almost every single member of her test group dying by result. Some where driven insane from overloading their brains, others suffered hemorrhaging almost immediately. Kara had been lucky having a stable bloodline though when overtaxing her abilities specifically her skins she tended to get dizzy, nosebleeds, and splitting migraines.

When she ran into Richtofen though she kept it together and gave him a smile."He's Irish love....nobody can really understand the accent not even the Irish", Kara said with a soft giggle before he asked if she was alright, "Fine.....or I will be in a few minutes... it's my own fault really should cover up a little better... that said.... I think it's a good thing Charlie's brother is in charge of the ship.....Charlie has....a history of sinking ".

Z- "No, it's not, but I've been through worse." Bis raises an eyebrow, noticing Jarrod's second glance. "What, like what you see?" At this point, his knife was hot enough, glowing a bit in the low light. The German ship huffs again, before getting to work, practically growling as the blade touches him, the smell of burning oil becoming noticeable while he scowls.

Charlie immediately looks away, moving off to take a seat where he can keep an eye on their surroundings, though he's likely not the best choice to be doing so, glancing over at Kara as she heads inside.

"Hate to say it, Kara, but the whole family runs into things. If I have to hear about the man running over a 'Hun sub' one more time, I'm going to lose it. Oliver's not exactly rational. You picked up on what they are, I take it?" With that, Richthofen glances around, seeing where the Americans are, in case it gets more complicated.

S- Jarrod smirked slightly as he leaned back a bit against the railing his arms crossed. Just as John had warned it seemed he had indeed opened the door for Jarrod's flirtatious side. Frankly John was surprised that Kara hadn't been targeted yet. That said he suspected that was mostly because the Viper was one snake who's "tail" you didn't want to chase not if you wanted to live anyway.