REJOICE, DUCKIES
Because
THE M.S. ELEGANTE
has been restored to her
~beautiful self~
Now!
[clap clap!]
PARTY!
[ooc: The Captain is hosting a luau on the beach! The Elegante stands proudly in deep water, decorated with streamers for the occasion. There's food, dancing, drinks, and a friendly game of twister going on - come have fun
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Hrmph.]
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She spotted Pan easily, sitting on a table looking rather grumpy, and decided greet him first, a wide smile on her face.]
Good evening, Pan.
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...Hrmph. He doesn't want to be grumpy at her, but he's having a surprisingly hard time enjoying himself. Of course, sand is annoying and icky and only for peeing in, really, so that's no surprise, and, of course, the Captain housed them somewhere special...
Standing, he attempts a greeting.]
Janelle. Good evening. Have you enjoyed your stay?
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Very much so. Have you? I can't imagine there was much for the crew to do while repairs were underway...
[Janelle had never been outside the City of Elua before, so this beach, the entire island itself, had been new and wonderful for her in all manner of ways.]
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[Oh, petting does make him feel better. He rises to meet her hand. Yes, petting is definitely what he needs right now, thank you.]
We've stopped here before. A charming place, but the novelty wears off after a time.
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[She continued in her attentions, working her hand over his back, head, even under the chin a bit. Janelle had learned to work with her hands first before any other part of her body, and she knew her art well. It didn't matter that a cat happened to be on the receiving end at the moment.]
I can see this becoming rather tedious after another week. The beaches are lovely of course, however...it's a rather small spot of land...
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While she might have enjoyed herself more if he'd been in his human form, Janelle was still happy to do this for him, period.]
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Thank you.
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[Janelle reached out with her other hand and grabbed a drink for herself. She sipped from a plastic straw and her eyes closed in obvious pleasure. It was fruity and alcoholic. There wasn't much of anything better in this existence, as far as she was concerned just then.]
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[he doesn't quite agree. He yearns for more, thirsts for knowledge, lusts after it like a drunkard to his bottle. It's the curse he was given as a kitten.
It occurs to him that he's never told anyone that, aside from the other crew.]
I've been considering asking the Captain to change me back.
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