OOC here: Table & Coding © Sunny; Mmkay, thanks hun. I was thinking of picking up fleas just cause it would be funny to infect Inferni. Also going to pick up the boat soon. So should it end up being an NPC or critter or just look through all shacks and leave it unexplained?; 524 words
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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