SPACE BOUND ROCKET SHIP

slowly she contorted, waved, rippled. it started only with her head, then moved on down her neck to her shoulders and across her ribs. surely she was not some disfigured woman, risen from hel? would he have to slay her? was she in misery, perhaps? she didn't seem to be, but denial was the first step, was it not? with time it stopped, but that didn't stop him from gawking - until her tones kissed the air.

he screwed his features into skeptical disbelief, scoffing irritably. "ma'am," his voice spat with acidity. "i'll have you know, i'm a very," he leaned forward to emphasize further with more animation under his tongue. "and i mean very educated man. aaaand quite frankly," he resumed his former stance, pulling his neck back as if he were a cobra about to spit venom. his voice rose a pitch higher, "i just don't believe you." dually colored spectacles stared at her, his underfed body wavering slightly. the ground around her shifted, contorted. his eyes slowly widened and his jaw began to creep agape. from under her feet came shadows, dark as death. a nervous, anxious hybrid between a whine and a growl slipped from his throat as he slithered forward and around her tail. "but let's just say that you are," his voice was hurried as he bumped his bony hip into her rear, urging her forward. "you know, telling the truth." he stepped around her, avoiding the now bodily shadows smoking from her feet and eying them suspiciously. "we'll have to get you some help. for your disorder, you know." he looked at her now, nodding for her to follow him as he continued on. he needed to get her away from these dark fey before they gained control of her mind. "it's just not healthy."