Voice 057 || BACKDATED LIKE WOAH to like two days ago ||

[shenghuanzhe]

This place ain't bad, is it? But some'a you just gotta fuckin' harp on every little thing. How 'bout this, every time you wanna complain, look at the fuckin' perfect water, all the food, the white sand and and the plants.

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[gonnabeamighty]

[Well hello dere Mr. Kage. You've currently got a lion trotting toward you on the beach with a steak clenched in his teeth.

Since Kage isn't trying to PET him like everybody's he's met so far, he gets ignored for now as Simba curls up on the sand and begins omnoming his steak.]

[shenghuanzhe]

[Oh, for Zeshat's sweet sake. A lion. Where's a car when you need one? Kage immediately backtracks to his pack and pulls out his pistol, stuffing it into the back of his board shorts.

He approaches, keeping a good distance between Simba and himself, suspicious.

If this is a new breed of communist tiger or laissez-faire goats or whatever kind of economic-theory obsessed animal that periodically infests the boat, Kage will scream. Kill Simba, yes, but definitely scream.]

... you a Marxist, lion?

[gonnabeamighty]

[That goes right over his head. Simba eyes Kage with the same amount of suspicion. He knows not everyone and everything can be trusted around here. But claws remain in place and he answers after he swallows another piece of meat.]

What's a marxist?

[shenghuanzhe]

They believe in, uh, the proletariat ownin' the means of production.

[If Simba is an economics-freak animal, that should either send him into a tizzy of ecstatic joy or a right-wing rage and explanation of the trickle-down theory of wealth. ]

[gonnabeamighty]

[ :| ]

Wait, what now?

[shenghuanzhe]

You're a passenger. You're--

[Kage points at Simba and snaps his fingers once, twice, trying to summon the name. He prides himself on being able to remember the general name and likeness of most passengers.]

--Simba! Simba, aye?

[gonnabeamighty]

[Simba shows off his sharp pearly whites when Kage says his name. Good job! And on the first guess too!]

That's me. You're from the boat thing too?

[shenghuanzhe]

Yeah, somethin' like that. I'm Kage, the First Mate.

[He isn't sure how animalistic Simba is, and he's not about to get close to a beast ripping into raw meat. For all he knows, he might set Simba into a kill-crazy rampage.

Kage squats down in the sun and grins.]

Sure you ain't hot under that fur coat, man?

[gonnabeamighty]

[Nah. Simba's cool man. Come on over. He shakes his head at Kage.

What's a first mate?]

Nope. It feels great, especially on the beach. We don't have any beaches where I come from.

[shenghuanzhe]

No shit. No beaches? Where's the water?

[There's always water. Always a shoreline. Always a river or a pond or a lake.]

You swim?

[gonnabeamighty]

There's watering holes. But nothing like this.

[Simba finishes off the rest of his meat then gets to his feet. Does he swim? Does he swim?

Simba gives Kage a cheeky look before taking a running leap and splashes into the water.]

[shenghuanzhe]

[Kage watches Simba make a flying leap into the water and re-emerge with his mane all plastered down around his fuzzy ears. Kage takes a more sedate pace towards the water, stopping to grab the surfboard out of the sand, and then splashes in after the passenger.]

Not bad! Y'might need a ponytail or somethin' to keep your hair outta your face, though.

[Mental image of simba with his mane in a ponytail is now embedded in your brain.]

[gonnabeamighty]

[Simba emerged from the water, with said mane in his eyes. He let out a laugh, which sounded like it was mixed in with a roar. This big kitty loves to swim. He looks over at Kage with another grin.]

I used to do this all the time with Timon and Pumbaa. I'm not worried about my mane.

i love that icon

[shenghuanzhe]

[Woah, that roar is intense. Kage can feel it in his lower belly, and he puts his hand there for a moment before continuing to grin. Lions are pretty fucking badass, in his opinion.]

Who they? Other lions from your lion-group?

Me too :D

[gonnabeamighty]

[Simba would appreciate the comment. He would also be inclined to agree. But at the mentioning of lion-group, Simba's smile almost fades. Almost. But nope! He's gonna keep right on grinning and pretending like nothing is wrong.]

Noooo. Timon's a meerkat and Pumbaa's a pig. They're my friends.

[shenghuanzhe]

They all talk?

[A pause and then Kage speaks with utmost seriousness. If Simba doesn't eat pig, that means he definitely can't have a certain dish served on board.]

You ever hear that there's ponk bein' served in the buffet, you don't eat it, awright? It'll make blood shoot out your eyes.