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Imacai walked out of the cave system. He yawned and stretched as he headed out in the broad daylight. He had taken a few steps along the river so that he could could scoop up some to splash onto his face. He ended up getting distracted by a glint of land further on down the river. Why hadn't he noticed it before? Finding himself curious, perhaps because he had spent a good little bit of time living on an island. His experience with islands was that there were a number of luperci living there. That they were bustling places with ports. There were always new faces to be seen coming off of the boats. And those new faces meant that there were always more with possessions to take from. Little baubles that he could pocket for himself and his family All sort of little things that were combined with what his siblings got so they could barter their way onto the ships. So noticing the land mass in the middle of the water had him moving towards it.

He jumped into the cold water and swam his way to the island since he was unable to find a boat to take him there. He wasn't exactly the strongest of of swimmers so he was lucky that the distance wasn't too incredibly far. He pulled himself out of the water and onto the first island that he came to, Long Island. He was shaking himself dry when he caught a faint noise. "Mornin'. You dere?" He called out, glancing all around about himself. He wasn't sure what the noise was or just where he had come from or anything along the likes of that. He didn't see anyone but that didn't mean that there wasn't someone there.

When he had first saw this speck of land from the continental mass this barren place hadn't been what he was imagining at all. He didn't expect to find himself alone, or so he seemed to be at least. He had thought that there would be a mass of others running around and taking care of daily life. He didn't see any of that here. The land hardly even seemed alive since there wasn't much in the way of plant life or anything. Even the shelter here didn't seem all that stable. Though he wasn't near enough to the shacks to even test that out. He frowned as he glanced back towards the continental land mass again before slowly sweeping his gaze around the island once again. He considered just returning back to where he had come from when he heard a slight noise again. He didn't think that he was just hearing things but still he couldn't see anything or anyone around either. He moved slowly, keeping his ears erect and alert for anymore noises, and kept on glancing all around himself. He headed in the direction of the three shacks. Maybe the noise was coming from inside one of them? It was his only guess so far since he couldn't see inside from where he was at.

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Imacai's ear twitched as he heard yet another sound. What was that? "Duppy?" No, that seemed a bit silly. Though he supposed it was a possibility. It wasn't as if Imacai was a firm believer but he wasn't exactly a skeptic either. He'd heard some of the older generations on Barbados speaking of duppies and how they came out at night. Mischievous duppies were the cause of things going missing and being displaced if you were to ask them. Of course Imacai had been able to use that cover to continue his way of life. He was able to take what he wanted and the superstitious blamed it on other things. Still, why would a duppy be out on this island all by itself? And Imacai wasn't really carrying anything with him. There was no reason to distract him to take anything.

Then a slight movement caught his attention and he turned his head to see someone peeking out at him. Not a duppy but some actual being. "Mornin'. How you?" He called out with a wave and moved over to where he spotted the female peeking out from. Once he got close he dropped to his hand and knees to crawl his way right on around behind the female so that he could sniff at her rump. She was certainly of Inferni as well and clearly a female. She was also older than him. Not extremely old but still older, just by a few years perhaps? Once he had finished his information gathering he turned himself about to give the female the chance to do the same. "Imacai." He gave his name as he shifted his tail out of the way and waited.

It was while he waited that he spotted someone else walking around. "Mornin'! 'Ere!" He called out to the dark female that he had encountered one time before. The island was small with nothing to hide behind, except the shacks at which Imacai and the russet colored female had already found themselves beside. Because of this one would have to be blind to not see the other. And well, it was impolite to just ignore. Especially when it turned out to be someone that your had already met before.

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He stood once again after he had been pushed away. It was fine with him if she didn't want the return the favor. It certainly wouldn't be the first time that such a thing had happened. Not everyone chose to do things that way and he was okay with that. It was his own particular little quirk and he knew that. And quite obvious he didn't mind being different since he kept on doing what he did despite others not partaking in it. And well, it helped him to remember who he had met previously and so forth.

The comment had his tilting his head curiously before shaking it with a chuckle. "No, sent produce. Take first back Eterne." And that was his whole life mission, to go out and make babies to fulfill his quest and make his father proud of him. Of course he still wasn't quite old enough yet to be able to reproduce yet. Still, that wasn't going to stop him from looking for potentials. What else could he do while he was still under aged?

A chill ran up his spine and caused him to shiver. Then another side caught his attention and caused his ear to twitch. Curiously he wandered around the shack to find a window in order to peer inside. There were broken shards on the ground from where an old jar had fallen from a shelf and shattered. He frowned a bit and moved over to the door so that he could open it and take a further look inside. He didn't see anyone else in there like he had expected to. "You dere?" He called into the shack even though it appeared to be empty then grew silent to listen for any sort of response. Maybe he had the wrong shack for all he knew. The sound could have come from elsewhere still.

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Why should he be upset? Just because he favored it didn't mean that others had to as well. There was nothing to say that everyone had to like the exact same things. Sometimes it might seem to be quite helpful in the very least. To stay around those with similar interests made it easier to get along but he knew that such wasn't a practical aspect of reality. In truth not many participated in his brand of information gathering. It was a quirk unique to him alone it seemed. And given where he had been living for the past his speech pattern seemed to be something unique in this area. He would have to alter that so that he would fit in once more. From Spanish to Bajan and now he had to reform his English language to something more eloquent than the simply way of the island. He had spent a few months as a resident there so he had picked up on their language patterns and eventually made himself seem to fit. Now he had to do the same for this area.

Well he wasn't really a fighter so maybe that is why he didn't smell of blood. And well, he couldn't hunt either so it was another reason for him to not smell like blood. He didn't have a single kill upon his hands. His brother had been the dominant one and had taken care of the cougar. Imacai was more of an artist. A con artist one might say. He had charmed things from others pockets after all. He adapted his speech to fit in so that he wouldn't stand out so much anymore. And well, he did have a penchant for cheating others out of their meals that they had worked hard for. So he couldn't exactly be called innocent either.

He found nothing worthwhile in the shack, not even a little trinket that he would want to take with him to cling to. Still there were others to look at and find. Granted there were only two others but who was to say that they wouldn't hold something of interest in them? And well his attention moved from the empty shack to peer into the other two instead. "Look 'ere." He ended up waving over at the female that was in the area of the shacks with him. He pointed to a boat that was standing up against the wall of the shack. It wasn't what had been making the noises but it was interesting none the less. At least to him it held something of interest. But that could just be because he had been on a couple of large ships already. And of course boat rides were more pleasant than having to swim through freezing cold water. Especially if the distance was a long one. Not that he would know about swimming long distances. Actually the swim to this island was the most swimming that he had ever done really. He was typically more interested in the crowds in the ports. But there weren't ports here. It was something else he had to get used to.

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Well he had spent months living in a port town. Of course a boat would excite him after having been around them for so long. A boat meant that more of an area could be covered. It meant there was a way to move to parts that would otherwise be unreachable. Or well unreachable to him since he wasn't exactly the strongest of swimmers. As long as there wasn't too strong of a pull of current then he could do decently enough. He was still slow at it though.

He glanced to the female in confusion at her words. How could she not knew what it meant to have a boat. "Fix it. Ride it. Go far." He broke down his speech into short little clips to get his point across rather than struggling with something longer. He knew that he had to alter his pattern of speech so that he didn't stick out so much anymore. But that took conscious effort that he didn't feel like putting in right now. After all, he had to study and make sure that others that he can into spoke the same way as this female and that she wasn't just some oddity or something.

"Go check?" He asked of the female, directing her towards the last shack that had yet to be explored. Maybe she would find something that she thought was valuable and interesting in there while he worked to get the boat and its paddles out of the shack. If he could get it back to the mainland and fixed up then he could show the female just what use it could be. He could how her just what a great find it was. Then again Imacai had grown accustomed to island life where boats were essential if you wanted to get somewhere else.

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As strange as it might seem he actually didn't take offense at her question. Instead he just shook his head. "No." He stated simply at first as he thought of the simplest way to explain the way that things worked. "Me numba four, brotha numba two. We go journey an' make puppies. Numba one puppy go back home. Numba one girl puppy lucky lucky lucky. Numba two boy puppy good. Numba two boy puppy go journey." It was a really vague description of the way that the culture worked where he was born at. If he hadn't been an even born child then he wouldn't have been allowed to leave to even make the journey. So of course that meant that he was hoping that his first born would be a girl and then continue to have only even numbered males after that. He wanted to make his father proud after all.

He struggled with the boat while the female was checking the last remaining building. He wanted to make sure that there was absolutely nothing here. That they had come across nothing at all. And well, now that he seen the boat he really wanted it. It would be a slice of where a good few months of his life had been spent. A reminder of where he had learned and acquired all that he knew and had now. After all Barbados had been a major turning point in his life. This Souls place was destined to be another.

He nodded his head as the female came back and said that there was nothing. "I want boat. Help?" After all he only needed her help to carry it back over the water and to the mainland. Once there she was free to forget all about it. He made to drag the boat to the water, determined to have it one way or another. Once he found something that he wanted then he pursued it with a single mindedness, one way or another he would have just what it was that he wanted. He had the determination and drive to keep on until he finally had in his possession just what it was that he had decided that he just had to have.