La passion, la passion, how I love la passion

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Who: The Spade Pirates
Where: Isla de la Passion
When: September 30th-October 4th
What: Could also be called 'attack of the sex pollen', so draw your own conclusions.
Warnings: Heavy snogging to rampant smut, most like. Proceed with caution.
Style: Sexy
Status: Closed ironically





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Thursday?

[om_nom_namur]

[Namur knows how the fish feel. But he's got more power and can jump higher- maybe some day it'll be enough. For now, though, he approaches the ship as deep as he can, then launches himself up to grab the railing right next to her, shaking the water out of his hair.]

Oh, hey Nami! Didn't see y' there!

[It's a lie, he totally did.]

sure!

[feetarestrange]

Is that what it is?

[Considering the fact that she's a mermaid and all. Nami has the feeling that, yeah, it totally is a lie. But even so, she doesn't seem to mind.]

Are you sure you weren't just trying to get my attention?

[om_nom_namur]

What makes y' think I'd be doin' a thing like that, huh?

'Sides. [Namur leverages himself up over the edge of the rail, doing a handstand and spinning so he's facing outward when he lands.] Ain't so much tryin' as succeedin'. Talkin' t' me now, ain't y'? Sheheheh!

[feetarestrange]

So what if I am? [Nami doesn't take her eyes off of him.] Are you gonna do something about it? Or are you just going to keep looking at me like that?

[om_nom_namur]

Yer the one doin' the lookin', sweetheart. [He wraps an arm around her waist.] My eyes're shit. 'S all 'bout 'lectricity, for me. Wanna go out t'day, see if we can make a spark or two?

[If there were a king of lame lines, Namur'd be the emperor.]

[feetarestrange]

[No arguments there.]

You just got here and you're already asking me out? You sure don't waste any time, Namur.

Hmmm, but I don't know. I'm not sure if you've really earned that.

[Playing hard to get? Maybe a little.]