Supply Stop at Serenes

[thatched]

Who: The Spade Pirates
Where: Serenes
When: April 10th-13th
What: chillin' out maxin relaxin all cool Gathering supplies
Warnings: Nothing more than the usual
Status: Open



Pls to be dating your threads!

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[hiken]

[Part of Ace noticed what Thatch was doing, but the rest of him felt a bit of comfort as the darkness surrounded him. Darkness was gravity--and as Ace felt it wrap around the forest, the effect of the island lessened. He slowly woke up properly, letting out a tense breath.]

Thatch. I'm feelin' a bit better, now, but why're you bein' all creepy?

[thatched]

Maybe I'm just having fun?

[said quietly, teasingly, and that's just what it was, fun, wasn't it? He can't help but feel a little relieved as the island loosens its grip and can't resist pushing it more. It's the pirate in him. The darkness in him. He winds some of it around Ace's ankles, feeling him in a distant way]

[hiken]

Hmmm. [Quickly enough, Ace caught on to what Thatch was going for. He craned his neck and raised one hand, setting one hand aflame. Though the darkness pooled at his ankles, ]

Did you wanna play for a bit, Thatch?

[thatched]

[he grinned at the fire, the darkness rippling, danger spiking sharp in his gut. He cracked his neck to the side.]

Maybe. [the darkness began to creep up. Living. Writhing] Think you can make it fun, rookie?

[hiken]

Fun? You'll just beg me to stop, ya' old geezer.

Ah, anyway--I wanted to try something out my little brother showed me ages ago.

[Ace reached up to stretch his shoulders, unconcerned with the darkness creeping up his legs. Immediately, his legs evaporated and turned into fire, which suddenly propelled him towards Thatch at a high speed, drawing him from the darkness.]

Fire rocket! [He kept one arm extended, to clothesline him on his way there.]