[Voice//English]

[arcanasoul]

Guess the local law enforcement doesn't give a shit that there's an opium den and a whore house right freakin' there.

...I definitely need a commemorative T-shirt. Time to go seashell hunting.

Comments

[chopshopgoddess]

All things considered, I think both are mild in comparison to everything else we've been through.

[arcanasoul]

True. I'll take a red light district over the ship of the damned any day.

[chopshopgoddess]

Me too, definitely.

[arcanasoul]

You all right?

[chopshopgoddess]

Pfft, besides being stranded on a desert island only to be returned to the hell ship in a few days that I can't escape from?

I'm peachy.

[arcanasoul]

You sound like you need a drink.

[chopshopgoddess]

Understatement of the year right there. I think I need like, ten.

[arcanasoul]

I'll pay. I have like...

[He counts.] I have twenty seashells and a rock. That's got to be worth a few. [This currency is ridiculous.]

[chopshopgoddess]

[She laughs darkly.]

Sounds good. If anything, I've got a sand dollar. Ought to be worth something, right?

Mikaela, by the way.

[arcanasoul]

Tyler.

[Mikaela, Mikaelaaaaa...wasn't Kage asking for her a while ago? Hm.] ...you know...where do we get a drink around here? I know there's that restaurant, but do they serve drinks too?

-hold on, I'll go find out. [He's right there anyhow.]

[chopshopgoddess]

Nice t'meet you. [yeeeeeeep.]

Right. [She'll just chill and wait til he does that.]

[arcanasoul]

[Yeah they sold him stuff. Awesome.]

I got rum and juice. That okay with you? [Anything more complicated requires brainpower he does not wish to exercise.]

[chopshopgoddess]

Sounds perfect to me. Where should I meet you?

[arcanasoul]

I'm on the beach. I got chairs. [Because he's not laying around in the sand to drink his, no way.]

[chopshopgoddess]

Gotcha. I'll be right there.

[And she means it, too - she's there in five minutes. She heads over to the one she sees with an empty chair by him.]

[arcanasoul]

[Someone even had the foresight to snag some commemorative "~Isle De Saphir~" glasses from the gift shop. Look at how prepared he is.

He holds a glass out to her; one part rum, five parts juice. He wasn't sure how heavy to start her off, so he went ahead with light.]

Yo.