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Worm Piece (Worm/One Piece)

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[X] People are attacking your Whale-Friend! Make believe them to be Contessa! Kill them dead!
[X] Show them your bee collection
 
[X] Write in. Sic Garp on them. Dealing with him might be worse with dealing with bees.
[X] Swarm them and capture them, then proceed with interrogation
 
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[X] People are attacking your Whale-Friend! They must have been sent by Contessa! Kill them dead!
[X] Well mostly dead. After a few pointed questions (stingers are pointy) then the whole 'dead' issue can be revisited.
 
According to the Tally we are going to show them our bee collection, kill them, and then interrogate them....
Seems legit
50ish- BEES!
25ish- kill
8-swarm and interrogate
 
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Chapter Seventy-Four
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    "I'm sorry about Luffy," Taylor said as she stepped into the hold. She waited for Kaya to step in with her little table covered in medical implements, then she pushed the door shut with her hip. "He's a nice kid, but he's a bit excitable. You know how boys can be."

    The fight had... not been a fight.

    Laboon's injury wasn't so bad that Crocus couldn't patch it up in a hurry. Capturing the two whalers had also been fairly easy. They didn't seem to be prepared for Luffy and Zoro and Sanji to crash onto their little boat and knock them out.

    That Sanji had thrown a snit over Luffy knocking out a pretty woman was a matter for another time.

    The prisoners looked at Taylor with unadulterated hatred in their eyes. Maybe it was the uncomfortable seating, or the ropes. Or maybe it was the pair of Sogeking's socks stuffed into their mouths.

    Taylor found a stool and brought it up so that she could sit before them. There were only five of them in the room. Taylor, the two prisoners, Kaya and Queenie who was licking her paws while standing in the light of a porthole.

    "We're going to keep this simple," Taylor said before scratching at her nose. "I'm going to ask some questions and you're going to answer them honestly and without fighting back."

    She frowned a little. Sounding intimidating while also keeping her voice meek and soft was surprisingly complicated. She wanted to sound like a torturer, not a house-wife chidding a wayward child.

    "Kaya, the socks."

    Her assistant made a face as she yoinked the socks out of their captive's mouths and flung them to the corner. She wiped her fingers on her pant legs while the two they had captured sputtered and retched.

    "If, if you let us go now, we'll forget all about this!" the girl said. She was pretty, with long blue hair and the sort of figure Taylor had once envied, though her outfit with its many swirls and stripes wasn't to Taylor's liking.

    "Miss Wednesday is right. We didn't know the whale was being protected. We merely wanted to feed our friends and family in Whiskey Peak." Miss Wednesday's partner (And Taylor would bet a ton of bugs that that was a code name) was the woman's opposite in nearly every way. Taller, with squarish features and the kind of appearance that would take someone very special to appreciate.

    "I'm sure we'll get to the bottom of things," Taylor said. "Right after I'm done asking you some questions."

    "Look Miss Skinny Bug," Wednesday said as she strained against her ropes. "We're not afraid of your little torturer friend over there." She wiggled her head in Kaya's direction.

    "Kaya isn't a torturer," Taylor lied. She had seen what the girl did to Sogeking. That was obviously some sort of emotional torture of one sort or another. "She's here to fix any injuries that might come from... not answering in a satisfactory way."

    Taylor smiled as a low hum filled the room, then bugs started to crawl in from between the cracks in the floor and ceiling. When there was a sufficiently large mass of them behind her, Taylor reached in and had some of them jump onto her hand.

    "Let me show you my favourite bugs," Taylor said.

    She started with the bees.

    She wore a proud smile as the room filled with swarming bees that covered their captives and started wiggling their little butts in the air. Bees were always a favourite of hers. Calm, placid, adorable. They were fuzzy and soft to the touch and generally a lot of fun to work with.

    Judging by the looks on her captive's faces they weren't fans.

    "Pl-please take them off?" Miss Wednesday asked.

    Taylor sighed and gestured in the air, her bees took off and landed on the walls all around them. "Very well, no bees. Just answer a few questions and the bees won't come back. And if you answer them really well, you won't need to see the rest of my collection."

    Taylor brought her arm up and opened her hand. Five bug waddled their way to the tips of her fingers.

    "These are wasps." she wiggled her index. "Bloatflies, brown recluse, who are spiders and not insects, not that the difference is anything but academic." These were on her middle and ring finger.

    The bug around her pinkie stood up and wiggled in the air. "This," she said. "Is a kind of centipede. I'm not sure what sort though. There are all sorts of strange bugs out on these little islands. And this," she moved her thumb where a small beetle-like bug was resting. "Is a strange little beetle I found in a corpse. They seem to be able to paralyse small mammals then burrow into them to create a nest of sorts."

    Both Miss Wednesday and her as-of-yet-unnamed partner were looking at her hand. Even Kaya looked a little green.

    "Anyway, there's no need for you to have even more bugs on you if that's not what you want. You just need to answer my questions."

    "M-more bugs?" Wednesday asked.

    Taylor smiled. "You didn't think I would let you sit there with no precautions?"

    "We'll answer! We'll answer anything!"

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    [] Extract some answers
    [] Tell the others what you found (skip the bug exposition seassion)
    [] Play with your cute bees
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