The Docks: Monday Morning

[sonofmogh]

Worf did not remember anything over the weekend. All he knew is that he woke up floundering around in the water and for some reason being tied to another humanoid

"This is NOT acceptable!" he shouted. "I demand to know who you are and why you are tied to me!"

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[bitchy_smurf]

Illyria spat water in his general direction, coughing as if she needed to breathe like humans. Perhaps this body still thought it did.

"My head hurts. Cease your wailing, Klingon, or I'll pull out your spine and use it for a sword-rack!" That was actually a vaguely honorable purpose for it; others wouldn't get as much consideration.

[sonofmogh]

"Your head is the least of my concerns," Worf growled as he tried to untie himself. "And I'd like to see you try anything of the sort!"

[bitchy_smurf]

"Gladly! Once I free myself from your unwanted attachment to my person." Illyria noted the flailing and decided nothing was going to happen until there was something solid to hold onto.

So she started swimming for the pier, regardless of who might be dragged in her wake.

[sonofmogh]

Which dragged an off-guard Worf into the water. "Stop that," he said sputtering water. "We must coordinate our movements."