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
[She winces at the strength of the sneeze and gives him a few worried pats on the head.]
....I am sorry....That you and the forest isn't getting along. [And she truly is.... While it is a copy and a pretty much exact copy of her forest, a part of her still feels like this is her own and as such....]
Would a swim through one of the lakes help perhaps or should I see if I can convince these woods to not be so against you?
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Namur sniffs and wipes his nose with his sleeve.]
Me an' da shiddy chrees ain'd geddin' 'long. Mighd jus' go sday in da ocean 'dil we head oud 'gain.
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....I am sorry....That you and the forest isn't getting along. [And she truly is.... While it is a copy and a pretty much exact copy of her forest, a part of her still feels like this is her own and as such....]
Would a swim through one of the lakes help perhaps or should I see if I can convince these woods to not be so against you?
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Good luck sweedheard. Dey're addackin' my face wid deir shiddy flower cum. Dell da whole foresd d' sdop geddin' id on? Id ain'd gonna lissen.
[Namur is gonna go looking for some tissues or a rag or something. He really needs to clear a few things out.]