The cracking of the radio startled Copper who squeaked in alarm and tried to scramble out of Charlotte's arms. She let him go. He had eaten most of the bottle. She would give him another later. Treading back to the dock she climbed out and picked up the radio.
"This is Charlie I'll be up in a moment. Over and out."
Grabbing the empty bottles and putting the buckets in the cooler, Charlie walked back up towards the cafeteria. Miriam's daughter was here? Had something happened to Miriam? Charlie pulled up anything in her memory about Elizabeth Camwell. Business woman. Not the strongest relationship with her mother, which Miriam had taken full responsibility for. Beauty with a calculating eyes. The kind of woman for whom everything had a price tag on it. What could she want at Haven?
Dressed in her wetsuit with the tips of her hair wet Charlie entered the mess hall. "Thank you Max. Beau I'd like you to go down and check Copper's injury. He's lethargic and not taking his bottle like he should. I'll be back down in a bit," she said before turning to the woman in the suit, not even acknowledging her weasel lawyer or beefy bodyguards. Elizabeth was a business woman, but Charlie was a shark in her own right.
"Welcome to Haven Miss Camwell. My name is Charlotte Kirk, I am the owner of Haven. Forgive me for not shaking your hand but I just finished feeding one of the dolphin calves and my hands are not very clean. Your visit is unexpected. Is Miriam alright?" Charlie's steel grey-blue eyes never wavered. She had worked around predators long enough to recognize the signs of one.
I want to thank everyone again for joining and for posting regularly. I can't tell you how many times I have tried to start an rp and people join then never post. It has been a real blow to my confidence to the point I was thinking about leaving rpg. So believe me when I say you being here and posting means the world to me.
@Obscene Symphony progress! I figured out how to change my avatar on Discord! ..... okay so its not much but with how technologically challenged I am that's a HUGE step for me Honestly I think ya'll would be better off shoving me in a corner with a coloring book or something
Lienna seemed so wise in comparison to Amalia. The pale haired Gem squeezed her new-found friend's hand, drawing strength from her calm determination. "I did not intend to seem rebellious yesterday. I did what I thought they wanted and was too shocked to correct myself before it was too late. I wish I was more like you." Amalia looked around at the other girls in the room, sighing. "I just want to survive."
She took the dried meat from her new friend and tried to bite it. It was very tough and hard to chew. Amalia tried to gnaw on the leather-like meat for several moments, looking sort of like a puppy with a chew toy, then frowned at it in frustration. It hurt her teeth and she barely got any of it off. Her gaze wandered to her cup of water. Her eyes suddenly brightened with an idea. Placing the meat in the water, she went back to the pieces of bread on her plate. After a minute or two she pulled the meat from the water and tried againg. This time her teeth cut through the softened meat easily and she beamed at Lienna. Perhaps Amalia was not as useless as she feared she was.
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It was indeed a hot spring. Moisture stuck to the rock walls of the caverns as steam rose from the water. Pressing her cheek against the rock, Amalia could faintly feel the tiny bits of Earth inside the crevices. It was not enough to manipulate but even being near it brightened the Earth Gem's spirits.
The two guards watching with such lecherous grins made her very uncomfortable. Seeking out Lienna, Amalia stayed close to her side. The moment her feet touched the water pain shot from her feet up her legs. Amalia covered her mouth but couldn't keep a small cry of pain from escaping. Tears stung her eyes and she closed them tightly, not wanting to cry in front of everyone. Walking on the balls of her feet, she shakily made her way deeper into the water to cover naked form. Her skin was the same pale color throughout, not one blemish to mar it's smoothness. The heat from the water caused her skin to turn a pale pink. Amalia pressed herself against one wall, trying to hide from sight as much as possible. Soap had been provided. It smelled pleasant, but it was not the honeyflower soap of her home. A wave of homesickness washed over her once again. Turning her head to the side, Amalia began washing her hair. Gradually the dullness of filth washed away, leaving her hair the pale white of moonlight.
Amalia decides Lienna is her friend and sticks close to her. In the hot springs she experiences pain from the water hitting her damaged feet, then washes herself.
Okay so I can't post tonight cuz I have to get up early to go to work again but I promise I will post tomorrow evening after I get home. Around 6pm or so Orlando Florida time