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Lake Party Water Post Day Two
Sunshine Dust, the golden squid, frolics closer to shore today. There were so many people to play with in the lake yesterday! And squids need love and attention too!
There's a soft breeze coaxing the water into gentle waves, playing around the Black Pearl's sails.
If you didn't get a chance to swim yesterday, there is only today.
Tomorrow, it will be February again.
There's a soft breeze coaxing the water into gentle waves, playing around the Black Pearl's sails.
If you didn't get a chance to swim yesterday, there is only today.
Tomorrow, it will be February again.
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"I can give you glub glub." She says as she lets go of his waist.
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Augh, water.
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Augh, mud.
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There's a foot wiggling in front of the sunken not'cat.
Wiggle.
Wiggle.
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No. Nevermind.
There's something brushing ever so lightly against the wiggling foot.
Tickle.
Tickle.
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The foot is pulled back.
Tickling...
nooooo....
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Then there's another brush by Elizabeth's foot. It feels... strange.
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She swished around, trying to see through the surface of the water. "Yrael?"
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His other hand goes up to run back through his hair to get it out of his eyes. He grins at Elizabeth.
"Didn't want to let him bite your toes."
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She doesn't faceplam, if only because to do so would mean she'd sink.
"No...biting my toes would be bad." She eyes him. "You are truly amazing sometimes." She means it in slightly good way.
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The fish is unhappy.
"Care to join me? We can probably find some way to get this prepared and cooked."
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It's no wonder the fish is unhappy. Being caught can't be very fun.
She swims the small distance to him, "I think I might be coxed out. He does look like he'd be good to eat."
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He even whistles. "C'mon, you know you want it."
Bastard.
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"Keep doing that and I'm gonna tackle you." She grinned. "And then you'd loose the fish, and all would be sad."
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"C'mon," he says, sing-song, waving the fish as he continues to back up into shallower and shallower water.
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There's a brush against his waist. Innocent looking wereleopard.
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"Then you might need to reconsider tackling me, then, mightn't you?"
Still shallower. Hip-deep.
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"Unfortunately." She gave a brightened grin. "I'll just wait till you aren't holding anything."
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Grinning, he back up out of the lake and sets off towards the food. Maybe there's a grill over there.
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She moved out of the water. Pausing a moment, she wringed out her hair before moving after him. It would be a good lunch.