We be devotin' full time to floatin'

[om_nom_namur]

Who: Spades!
Where: Aquatica Paradise
When: Nov 5- ???
What: Waterpark Paradise!
Warnings: Language, violence, UST- all the usuals
Style: Any
Status: OPEN!!!

With the nightmares finally subsided, the Spades weigh anchor at the next island. Thankfully, the entire thing is full of water parks! Your generous Commanders will find a way to work out a deal with one of the medium sized parks on the waterfront for an extended stay pass- discounted, of course, since they'll be buying in bulk, but if you want to go to the other ones you'll do it on your own coin- or have to sneak in. Make sure to read the island description, there's a TON of things to do here! Catchalls, dated threads, etc, whatever. Just jump in, have fun, and to hell with fiddly particulars. I have no idea how long we'll be here.

Comments

[om_nom_namur]

Mm...

[Namur's tone is determined, but maybe a little bit tired.]

Might get one, but more's jus' gonna take their place. Won't be opposed t' doin' more huntin' somewhere down the line. 'Nuff a them shits meets a grisly end, might at least make people think twice 'bout doin' it.

[Speaking of which...]

Ikki knows, now.

[He fidgets with his bottle, sliding it back and forth between his hands.]

[thatched]

[he nods. He's pretty tired too and doesn't really want to think about it but anything to knock the shark Fishman off course. He winces a little and orders another round as he nurses his much stronger whiskey]

I thought I heard something about it. How'd it go?

[om_nom_namur]

[Namur shrugs.]

Ain't had a chance t' ask him 'bout it yet. Was a tiny li'l shit at the time, maybe he don't remember. Dunno.

[He starts leaning the bottle back and forth so it taps at irregular intervals, then dumps a bit more of the liquid behind his teeth.]

Dunno how t' bring it up.

[thatched]

I can talk with him if you like. [sips his own] Or we can do it together.

[om_nom_namur]

Naw man. 'S cool. Find a way on my own. Always have.

[With some results better than others, but hey.]

[thatched]

Try to find a way that doesn't make him want to fillet you, aye?

[om_nom_namur]

Sheheh! Might not be a way t' do that. But what the hell ever. He'll understand or he won't.

[Namur dumps another shot of liquid behind his teeth and sets the bottle back onto the bar with a loud thunk. Like punctuation. End of that story. It'll work out or it won't and jawing about what might be ain't gonna change what will be. Namur takes a steadying breath regardless.]

So does relaxin' an' regroupin' mean jus' drinkin' yerself shitless or y' actually gone 'round seein' the island a bit?

[He might be ribbing Thatch just a little, the hint of a grin on his face.]

[thatched]

[ah they'll work it out. If they need him they'll call him, he supposes. Or he'll have to break them up. Either/or. He scowls a little though he knows Namur is only looking after him.]

I've been around, niblet. Kind of hard to go down the waterslides as I am.

[not that he was adverse to it but he wasn't going to leap to the chance either]

[om_nom_namur]

'S what a tube's for, Snailtop. Bet y' could still have fun if y' wanted.

[thatched]

Beh. I'm having fun right here. [he's too old for fun. And he doesn't have half a dozen division members to goof off with]

[om_nom_namur]

C'mooooon. Can ride on my back, I'll go headfirst an' we'll make the security people flip their shit. It'll be hilarious!

[thatched]

[his mouth twitches at the thought of making people flip their shit] Promise it will be as amazing as you say?