Drake and Cycon
Drake raised his head towards Dmitry to look at what he was talking about. These two orbs that he had no clue were even on the man that Drake one-shot. Then again he had no intention of going through the man's corpse. "No idea." Drake non-nonchalantly responds. There was a old pirate saying: Don't know what it is, don't pick it up. There were countless stories of how pirates got more than they asked for because they picked up something they thought were 'pretty' or 'cool'. Of course Drake was above this stupidity. So should his crew, "Leave it. If it isn't money or guns then don't grab it."
Cycon on the other hand was covered (litterally) in bottles of any liquor that he could stick to hi slimy body. His skin was partially turned into slime, and had a sickly blue color to it. He was staring at the orbs with a very wide grin, which (regarding Cycon's tendencies) was very troubling. "BRING IT!" Cycon enthusiastically shouts
"... And as you can see I have to stop certain members of my crew from being idiots...." Drake says in an a very exasperated tone.
