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[traitortwin]

[Of course, South is pretty easy to find. She's on the floating island that houses the mansion! I know, I know, so surprising...

Anyway, she's sitting right by the water - no armor, because what good will it do when it's heavy enough to make her sink? No, she's doing her best to take the situation at face value, and breathe a little easy. Or, well... she's trying to. She's gone so far as to stick her feet in the water, not really caring about the sparkly whatever-the-fuck it leaves in its wake.

Eventually, with a huge sigh, she flops onto her back and stares up at the stars. Maybe she should go find the others, see what they think of the situation. But mostly, she'd rather just stay right here. Alone. Not to be bothered.

...Which obviously means people should come shove her in the water bother her~]

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[decrypts]

( while south is busy flopping and staring at stars, york has had his hands full. well, metaphorically, at least. there is nothing in his hands at the moment except for a self-made paddle - all the better to keep those hands from getting all sparkly - and he's steadily making his way toward the floating island occupied by his fellow freelancer and the mansion.

where he'd gotten the patch now covering his left eye is anyone's guess. it's probably best not to ask.

his little sailboat makes contact with the edge of the island, and he brings his paddle to rest on the floor of it, bracing one foot on the side of the boat as he grins at her. )

Ahoy, matey! ( he calls out to her, grinning from ear to ear and finally hopping from his boat like the goober he is. ) Better watch yourself, I hear there are pirates out for booty around here.

( i'm so sorry. )

[traitortwin]

["Ahoy, matey". Ha, ha, ha. Of course there would be pirate jokes, there's nothing but water as far as the eye can see and--

Oh my fucking God is he wearing an eye patch?!

Her jaw drops as she watches his boat come ashore, and she looks him up and down like she's trying to make sense of what it is she's looking at. ... Yeah, no, she's got nothin'.]

They come near my booty I'll cut their dicks off. Now what the hell are you doing? Where'd you get that--... [She taps at her eye, indicating his eye patch.]

[decrypts]

( i'm sorry but were you expecting anything differently. because if you were, you're in for a rude awakening.

you're used to those, aren't you. you should be.

she doesn't have to make sense of what she sees before her, in all its glory and piratey goodness, because he can't blame her for not being able to take it in. he makes pirate look good. ) Aw, c'mon. Nothin' like a bit of plundering when you're fresh off the scurvy seas. ( i'm. i don't even know where this is going anymore. i uh. yeah.

but he happens to throw out there … ) Not like you've got any booty anyway, 'cept maybe that notebook you keep in the mansion. ( have we addressed that yet? perhaps not. is it enough to potentially incite a water fight? absolutely. )

Never ask a man where he acquires his accessories. It's rude. ( he got it from party city or some shit do you think i know where this stuff comes from. ) I'm just havin' a little fun while everything's flooded. No harm in that, right?

[traitortwin]

[Party City oh my god jsfkl

SHE IS ABOUT TO SMACK YOU FOR THE BOOTY COMMENT-- but you know what, if you weren't making that into a crack about her ass, then she won't extend the joke that wasn't there in the first place. :|!

... But then she realizes that he's brought up the notebook and THE URGE TO SMACK HIM RETURNS! In fact, she's standing, jaw dropped, incredulous.]

Whoa, whoa, whoa! What the hell is this about my notebook?!

[Ooooo better run, pirate boy...!]

[vengefulagent]

[Despite his better judgement, Wash too has left his armor off. Granted, it's sitting in a neat pile in one of the rooms he's long since claimed in the mansion just in case he needs it, but it's off and he's exposed. He really hopes he doesn't need to get it in a hurry because he doesn't know how deep that water is or if anything's in it.

At least he thought to bring an emergency inflatable lifeboat from the ship. He's just coming back from an excursion for food and alcohol and gives her a little wave when he sees her.]

So... I almost think I miss the snow. [He looks down at her legs.] And that's...really, really trusting of you to leave your legs in like that.

[traitortwin]

[She figures it must be pretty deep, but she's not willing to find out. Her own armor is inside the mansion as well - not as neatly placed as Wash's, for sure, but definitely tossed in "her" room for whenever she decides she needs it again.

She nods at his little wave, snorts at his declaration of missing the snow - she somewhat agrees, honestly - but then... .... she just narrows her eyes at him.]

Is there a reason you're staring at my legs, Wash?

[You walked right into that one.]

[vengefulagent]

Hmm? Oh, um... [He didn't realize he'd been staring and forces himself to look up.] Sorry. Just...[His eyes glance down again despite himself.]...they're...glittery...

And aren't you worried about something grabbing your legs? Or the water suddenly going away and your legs being stuck in the ground? [And really, why are your legs sparkly?! That's really disturbing!]