Then.

The cusp.

Another boat not really designed for the open sea, this house boat is the nautical equivalent of a mobile home. Blocky and distinctive in external appearance, on the inside it feature a control cabin, a large combined living/sleeping/dining area, and a sparse bathroom, all carpeted and furnished with wood-paneled cabinets and plush couches. Access to the roof is easily available through both a staircase and a ladder, and a connection between the roof deck and the ferry has been improvised, though is rather steep and unsteady.
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Then.

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Bursting at the seams, trying to chew on an idea, but he didn't have all of his teeth anymore. They were pocketed by a patched and pock-marked pipsqueak, perpetually rolling in a white-knuckled hand.

Holding onto his flag, trying to consolidate his forces, but he didn't have his team colour anymore. It was jacked by a jackbooted jacketed jackal, just couldn't kick him right even though he was down and out.

Drowning in open water, trying to suck in a breath, but he didn't have his ribs anymore. They were cracked by a crusty and creaky creature, calling herself human when her tinkling laugh rose above the abuse.

Keeping it even-footed, trying to straighten out, but he didn't have his footing anymore. It was stolen by a simpering sinister simp, sullenly sulking and following orders, moaning after a hot girl like a lost puppy.

Wincing at the daylight, trying to write his name, but he didn't have his first letter anymore. Fucking Fisk frisked it, fucked him up fully, feigned falling and sprung his fucking trap, replacing it with an F.

She asked him not to seek revenge, but he was doing it for her. He doubted that it mattered in the long run - they both were left behind when his name was called.
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