She was getting used to just running into things. It seemed to be recurring trend on this werid-ass island that she would be thrust into one sudden thing after another, surrounded by people who seemed not to realize how goddamn bizzarre the world around them was. But this? Tying the knot? Even Cassandra, with her new fuck-it-let's-go attitude, was uncertain about rushing into that.
But she couldn't just give up a possible solution to this war business. The elder was so stubborn that, if rejected by a woman who had apparently just proposed amidst rocking her world, she might never be convinced to change her mind. Curse my overwhelming sex appeal. It seemed like her best bet now was to stall, until she had a better idea. "Uh... look, I didn't know, and that's a lot of commitment... so uh..." She winced. "Can I... get back to you on that."
Ahura appeared disappointed, but nodded. "Very well, Protector... but know this. In three days, we slither to war." On an intellectual level, Cassandra understood that 'slither' was equivalent to 'march' for a bunch of snake women, but that didn't make it sound any less goofy. "If I find myself without a bride by that time... there will be no stopping the annihilation of our enemies."
"Terrific." She sighed. Three days. Great. So much for getting back to the celebrations quickly. With hands thrown up in frustration, she turned to slither out of the building, Melody hot on her trail as they emerged back into the street. As soon as they'd made it a short distance away, the amazon stopped to lie back against a storehouse wall, her friend hurrying over as she wrung her hands.
"You uh... you've changed a bit, huh?"
Cassandra rolled her eyes. "Oh yeah, but you've always had a snake tail."
She huffed. "I mean in attitude. You've never been this rude before! Or so... so forward, o-or aggressive! It's... it's really weird?"
"You wanna know what's weird?" She closed her eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath before locking her gaze with Melody's. "A talking sword is weird. The Fountain of Youth is weird. Nazi Fucking Zombies are weird. Every woman in a hundred mile radius thirsting for your ass is weird. Fucking snake people having a war with mermaids and horse folk and fairies is weird. Hitting your breaking point with this bullshit? That is the least weird shit I've experienced in the past day and a half."
For a long moment, the raven-haired naga simply stared at her. "....Nazi Zombies?"
"I don't fucking know either, man." She sighed. "Look... I'm just trying to make sure you're safe, okay? Last thing I want is for my best friend to get caught up in some bullshit war and get hurt, or worse." She crossed her arms, struggling to try and do so in front of her chest before giving up and sliding her muscular forearms underneath the two mountains dangling from her torso. "That's all."
Melody rubbed the back of her neck as she considered Cassandra's words. "Well... I apprecaite that. But... you're not gonna stop this war." She shrugged. "From what I hear, the other tribes hate us as much as the naga hate them. None of their elders are gonna just give up, unless you're planning to marry them all too?"
Her mouth opened to respond, but suddenly snapped shut. One could practically hear the gears turning in the redhead's brain as she thought about it. That... well, she'd always thought it was gross, reading about all those kings with a hundred wives or whatever, but... this would be for a good cause. She had three tribes here to consider, and three days... and a body that everyone on this island was tripping over themselves with lust for... so maybe...
Without warning she lunged forward, grapping Melody by the shoulders and dragging her into a messy kiss. The raven-haired girl offered no resistance, swooning a little bit as Cassandra pulled away with an excited grin. "Melody you idiot, you're a genius!" She cackled. "That's it! I'll go find all the leaders of those tribes, wave these knickers around, and get them to agree to stop trying to kill each other! It's brilliant!"
Melody swallowed audibly. "Y-yeah...?" She blinked a few times. "Uh... before you go do that... c-can you uh...." She couldn't finish her sentence, but the way she bit her lip and swung her chest side to side rather effectively communicated what she desperately wanted right now. If that wasn't enough, her trembling hand reaching underneath Cassandra's leather skirt definitely got the point across, to the tune of a surprised moan from the redheaded amazon.