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Pirates Vs Mermaids

I've never eaten a mango so I wouldn't know hah

Guards and Gifts (Gifted Teen Roleplay) [1 AVAILABLE SPOT]

Sure. Want to PM?

Werewolf Roleplay - OPEN

There was quite a lot of nodding with agreement at Vashti's addition to Aldo's retort, and he stood still with his arms crossed and the scowl still on his face. He glanced at William and saw the frown; something began to feel the tiniest kernel of pity inside of him... and then the hunter spoke coldly toward Vashti, erasing the vestige of sympathy and making Aldo's muscles tense hard as rock. He didn't like the way he swigged from the flask, he didn't like the way he glared at the (admittedly a stranger) pretty woman standing nearby, he didn't like his threatening-seeming stance. He narrowed his eyes when the man said 'Please' and replied very quietly, "Very well then."

He turned around to hide his satisfaction at Markus chewing out the hunter with very serious and vulgar language. Hearing such an inherently unlikeable presence getting this kind of talking-to was making him try very hard not to smile, but of course he did anyway, just a tiny bit.

And then he heard the Lupa's voice addressing him, at which point he spun to face her out of respect despite the fact that she couldn't see. He was slightly astonished at Valerie's politeness but could hear the worry in her voice; it was almost tangible. "Of course, Miss, coming right up," he said respectfully. He turned back around to make the tea, thankful the water was still hot, and pointedly avoiding looking at William, he gently held out the mug for her. Guessing what was on her mind, he spoke in a soft voice to her and hoped that the hunter wouldn't hear. "Markus will be fine. You've got to remember that. The howl was probably nothing, too. Enjoy your tea."

And finally he fetched another mug, one with a chip in it, and quickly got together some hot chocolate for William. Looking at the mug and not the person in front of him, he handed it over to the man without a word.

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@Puffhead

Hmmm. I wouldn't mind Derric winning, but maybe Alda can get some good hits in before? >:D
Also, probable unwanted "fainting" will have an impact!

Pirates Vs Mermaids

Luz had never in her life seen a mango, let alone tasted one. "I think I've heard of them. They're supposed to be good. Never been within 50 feet of one before, though." She chuckled and looked on at the odd-looking fruits in fascination. "Maybe I'm too much of a former city slicker," she said with a grin. She trotted over after tossing the clams she'd gotten into a small bag and got a closer look. "I'll take a few of 'em, see how they are." She let out the softest of sighs. This place was great, and it seemed to her like they'd been making progress in terms of mermaid-human relations. She pictured staying on the island until she was an old woman, eating mangoes and clams. What an awesome thought.

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@Puffhead

"Hella," replied Alda, the corners of her mouth turning upward. "I am going to kick so much ass," she added, with a hint of sarcasm: with her leg the way it had been ever since her accident, she wasn't entirely sure that she would be able to win a fight. She made a mental note to herself not to tell a soul that her femur had been shattered a while back, although perhaps the Slight boys knew. She also told herself to hide her limp, which was definitely easier said than done. Maybe she could use her ability to give herself a boost... but she didn't want to risk that; it would be absolute suicide.

The instructor barely managed to turn her head, but when he did she gave him her full attention. Her muscles tensed and she bit her lip, quietly and barely-noticeably flexing. Her ambition, although the odds were against her, made her heart quicken. Maybe, just maybe, she could get those twenty points. Then that bitch from dinner wouldn't have such a nerve! Her eyes flickered from person to person as she nervously sized up the competition. There were certainly some who would be hard, if not impossible, to beat. But that didn't mean Alda wouldn't try.

Her gaze returned to Derric. "You ready?" she asked, softly so as not to attract Sky's attention.

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You have taken far too long, I am shocked and appalled at your tardiness. I shall now portray Zeph even more antisocial as a result. *eye roll*

@Satsuki

The solution here is clearly more swearing

Pirates Vs Mermaids

"Wow!" said Luz with a grin. "I really owe you one. I don't think the crew would be so happy with me if I brought back grubs." She picked up a stick and weighed it in her hands a little to gauge its strength. Then she knelt in the sand and copied Amphi, and soon she had dug up a few clams herself. "We had these back on the mainland, but... well, only the rich people really had them. I stole one, one time, thought it was super tasty. Hopefully the crew back there will agree."

She fell into a deep fit of thought. What to serve them with? Will this be enough? Should I make enough for leftovers? Will there be enough sugar for dessert?....

Werewolf Roleplay - OPEN

To put it simply, Aldo was speechless. It wasn't exactly difficult to make such a person speechless, but this was a whole new level of speechless that was totally new to the man. He hadn't been a werewolf long, yeah, but not for a single nanosecond in his couple-month existence as a Lukoi had he imagined that there would be a hunter. And on top of that, the sound of a howl had really made him tense. In the pack house. Asking him for a hot drink. He scratched at his beard briefly, and somehow this seemed to help him recover from the initial shock. He certainly didn't want to risk pissing off the Ulfric, who'd apparently given him permission to stay, but...well, come on. He liked getting treats for the pack. And it was clear that he didn't mind pretty strangers from other packs. But someone who went around killing werewolves, that just about crossed the line for Aldo.

He took a deep breath and scowled a little bit at the smell of the human. Fucking nerve he's got. "Listen," he said, proud of himself for keeping control of himself. "I hope you're willing to understand my...my hesitance, to do anything for you? If you're going to run around murdering our kind just because of who we are, and then stay a night in this pack's cabin because of the Ulfric's kindness, you could at least say 'please'." The irritation was clear, but he wasn't all that mad. At least, not yet. Not as long as he hadn't killed any of the Odessa Pack, and if he was allowed to stay then he probably hadn't.

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I hope I didn't take too long to reply. ^^