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Eze looked into the bag after Armory opened it for him, with a simple pull on a strange metal tab. Ignoring the outside world Eze shoved his head straight into the bag. A bucket. A spool of metal rope. Another bucket. The scent of salt water. SALT WATER!!!
Pulling his head out of the bag, Eze quickly placed the bag down and pulled out the simple metal bucket. As he peeked into the bucked, Eze found more than what he was hoping for. Sea water and fish, the two things he could possibly need when trapped in a desert. With little time to think, the half dragon shoved his muzzle into the water, biting at the fish that was swimming around to avoid the dual-toothed jaws.
After several moments of struggling with the fish, Eze just tilted the bucked into his mouth. Sucking in both the sea water and the helpless fish Eze quickly took deep breaths. The water was like heaven, but here it wouldn't last very long. He placed the bucket back in the bag and attempted to close the bag.
Pulling in the opposite direction that Armory had pulled on the small metal tab, Eze shredded it. His claws tore through the small piece of paper. With a sigh Eze pulled out the metal rope and used his claws to make a couple holes near the top of the bag. Within moments he had the bag laced up like a shoe.
"Sneaky little Liberty fuckers!" Came a loud voice from what was quite the imposing woman. Eze cowered back, sparks beginning to cover his body as he took a defensive posture. As he moved further back, the sparks moved towards his mouth where they seemed to be calumniating.