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Serene Serenes (Sept 10-13)
Who: The Spades. Any allies that might still be hanging around.
Where: Serenes
When: 9/10-9/13
What: The crew goes to Serenes so their Heron Princess won't die
Warnings: Language?
Style: Action or prose, whatever
Status: Open
After a nasty prolonged battle, the Spades deserve a nice, peaceful retreat.
Where: Serenes
When: 9/10-9/13
What: The crew goes to Serenes so their Heron Princess won't die
Warnings: Language?
Style: Action or prose, whatever
Status: Open
After a nasty prolonged battle, the Spades deserve a nice, peaceful retreat.
Namur Catchall
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Looking to get rid of your jewelry?
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Mm. Thash might think rings an' shit's cool in his fin an' all but this shit's gotta go. Feel it draggin' in the ocean. Can't reach it though.
[And he strains his arms backwards, trying to get the cutters into a position to do their job. It is an unsuccessful, painful endeavor. Please take these things away from him.]
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Hand 'em over. I'll see if I can't get them off.
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Much obliged, Gramps.
[Sorry, Zeff. It just doesn't feel right to call you "Old Man". That's one of Pops's titles. Namur settles down on the ground, sitting cross-legged and hunching over more than usual, resting his elbows in front of his knees.]
Try not t' rip my fin any more'n y' gotta, a'ight?
[This is going to hurt like a bitch.]
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13th
Unlike when they last actually spoke, she's smiling this time. Almost grinning. The peace and quiet of the island has done a lot for her -- even if it won't last too long once she leaves. For now, there's almost a spring in her step.]
Still wanna go swimmin'? Think I'm up for it now.
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Hell yeah!
[Then he sneezes.]
Aw shit. Gotta take more a that nastyass junk.
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[She's never really suffered from them herself, but, oh, she's seen what they can do. And they suck.
But she knows something that might cheer him up.
So, with a grin, she offers:]
You wanna go swimmin' like what's normal for me? Or wanna let me try what's normal for you?
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[He sneezes again, nearly knocking himself over.]
Damn it. Don't care how y' do it, I gotta get in the water where the tree cum can't go. C'mon.
[And he makes his way out into the gently incoming waves.]
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does the thing
[ COMING AT YOU RIGHT STRAIGHT UP AT SOME POINT IN THE AFTERNOON THAT WORKS BEST FOR YOU ON DAY ONE-ISH, FROM ACROSS THE ISLAND. No really I mean like all the way from across the island and maybe still kind of damp from swimming in and half-covered in sand but whatever. He's doing it.
Like hey!!!!!!! Look at you!!1! Being Namur on the island!! Up on your feet like a recovering guy!
He's going in for the hug tbh bruh, brace yourself. ]
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He is braced, bro. Bring it on.]
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CONTACT INITIATED, HUG GIVEN MODERATELY GENTLED GUSTO. not that it says too much for him, considering his usual energy levels.
He is totally not tearing up at all. Like it's not like he was worried or anything. Or maybe he was. And uhh. Maybe he is. A little bit. ]
Man, it's so good to see you again! And back on your feet? That's crazy, what's that about? [ With all the craziness back home while he was there, it's nice to see the craziness he sort of left behind here tapered down even a little. ]
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Starting with hugging him back.]
Aw, ain't nothin', Smolt. Fishman'll stay down in the depths longer'n any human, then pop right back up an' come swingin' t' boot.
Y' snapped me outta that shit.
[Namur holds him tighter for a moment.]
Thanks.
[Sniffle.]
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How are you feeling?
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[But he's gonna grab her hand and pull her up close to see if that helps. He imagines it will. But science.]
Bet we all got y' workin' overtime.
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I'm not going to complain. Keeping everyone healthy is what I can do, and I know better than to ask you guys to stop getting hurt.
Honestly, I'm more worried about getting this thing off of you.
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[But she had come across him on mistake this time (or was it? She felt like she was tracking him) and just stood there a moment looking at him where ever he stood...]
Namur...
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'Sup?
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[And here she was, frozen and not sure what to say. Sorry was a hard word when you wanted the other person to understand just how much it was meant.]
Hey... [yep. SO good with words right now. She did come closer a moment later, looking him over.] How... uh, are you doing?
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How long y' jus' gonna lay in the sun, bro? Even humans'll dry out, y' know.
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[Ace took a moment to notice what Namur had tossed in front of him, reaching for it only after his brother started talking.]
I won't dry out--I'm already beyond that.
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...How are you? Anything I can get for you - shit?
[There's a small smirk on one side of his face.]
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Make plenty a my own, thanks. Sheheheh!
[He drops a long arm around Crocker's shoulders.]
So y' made it outta yer first big dustup, huh? How'd y' do?
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Actually - this wasn't my first fight.
[The man laughs rather nervously because he didn't enjoy the navy battle anymore than he enjoyed what had just happened but at least the battle on the island was more for a purpose.]
But yes thanks to Nami and Leanne's magic. I'm alive.
[Gosh how he wished he had magic!]