Am I that obvious? [p w/Xylia]

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    [center][fancypost=width: 500px; text-align: justify]yes I am lmao
    //gonna just,,, place this before the events in Sel and Nico's private threads for simplicity


    So they were pirates, apparently. Rough and tumble buccaneers that took and traded and drank. It didn't sound that bad to him, honestly, but he wasn't a pirate like the rest of them were. He was just a guy, an asshole. A human trapped in a cat's body. But if this was where Lucy was, it was where he was, and he might as well check the place out and learn all the ins and outs of the territory. So the black smoke tom was wandering around, trying to take note of everything instead of thinking about Lucy.


    //lame starter rip, @Xylia


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    The unending territory that made up the island did have an end after all, but not technically. Everywhere she looked on the shoreline, it appeared to be open water for as far as her eye could see. The vastness of it sometimes made her wonder how she'd reached the place to begin with. Just as she'd hoped, there was an endless amount of hiding places, and even a small cave network she had yet to traverse. She wouldn't admit it to herself, but it kind of scared her. There were strange and unfamiliar noises inside, and she could've swore she heard voices from within the darkness too. On her way to the cave's entrance, she paused when she picked up on the faint sound of paw steps to her left. Scrambling off of her original path, she went to investigate the source of the paw steps and didn't take long in seeing who it was. Nobody seemed fond of Ryan from what she could gather, but she didn't quite understand why. The rumors didn't exactly match up. "Hi, Ryan!" She said, doing a sharp run around a couple of thin tree trunks and coming to a skittering halt a pace or so in front of the feline. "What'cha doin'? Do you like the Skulls so far? Where'd you live before you came here?"


    { Because she's curious about everything I can work with this. :3 }

    [center][fancypost=width: 500px; text-align: justify]He could understand why Lucy was mad at him. The last time they saw each other they'd been fighting and... he crashed the car. He hadn't meant to, but looking back it was inevitable. They were drunk and arguing and the car just... swerved, crashing into a ditch. The'd both died and reincarnated without their memories. But they'd gotten them back and now they were here, and she was acting like she hated him. He'd get her back though. He would. They were perfect for each other, aside from their... disagreements on children.


    She loved them, he hated them. She wanted them, he wanted nothing to do with them, and now one was running up to him and asking him a bunch of questions. An irritated look made its way onto his face. "I'm looking around. I... guess, the people aren't very nice." To him, at least. "A few places." Pyre hadn't really flushed that out yet.


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    "How come they aren't very nice? I haven't been here too too long, but they're pretty friendly to me. What have they done that doesn't make them very nice? I haven't met a mean somebody yet, at least I don't think I have." She was sure that everyone she'd met thus far had been nice. BloodClan stilled rubbed her the wrong way, but they hadn't been mean. "What do you mean by a few places? What other places? Were one of those places a pirate ship, or a jungle, or another type of forest?" Besides jungles and the forests that supposedly changed colors in colder weather, she didn't know squat about other possible forests out there. "Do you like exploring? You can explore with me if you want, I like to look for stuff I can collect and stow away in hiding places, kinda like treasure."

    [center][fancypost=width: 500px; text-align: justify]"Beats me." He muttered. They'd seen how Lucy had reacted to him, how hostile she'd been and they'd all just followed her lead. It seemed the only one unaware anymore was this kid, and he wasn't keen on the idea of his sole friend being a little kid. "Do you ever shut up?" Then again, having no friends sounded like shit too, but too late now.


    //ic opinions oml


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    Xylia had to take a pause to consider his question, one she took pretty literally. Sometimes she knew better than to start asking questions, but usually there was no reason not to, and nobody to stop her or feel the need to tell her otherwise. "Not if I don't have to, I guess. Nobody's gonna tell me anythin' if I don't ask questions. Maybe they would though, I'm not sure. I don't think they would." If she didn't try to ask every question that came to mind, she might be pretty clueless wandering through the territory or onboard the ship. "Do you want to explore with me? It can be like a tour!" It didn't register that she still hadn't quite shut up, so to speak, not until she finished that last little mouthful. "I can be quiet while we're exploring." Truth be told, she could be extremely quiet if she wanted to. Unless she was exploring a dark cave or some other unknown place though, she generally didn't keep her mouth shut for very long.


    {Hehe}

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    [center][fancypost=width: 500px; text-align: justify]God, it was a simple yes or no question, how long-winded could she be in answering it? "I'm guessing you're going to follow me even if I say no." He grumbled. Kids just didn't know how to take a hint, did they?


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    The temptation to say no certainly presented itself, but that would be lying now, wouldn't it? She didn't think that she'd ever lied before, but maybe she had and she just couldn't remember. "I guess so..Is that ok? You won't even know I'm there!" She scrambled to the nearest patch of undergrowth after she spoke, and in a few seconds she managed to get herself out of plain view.

    [center][fancypost=width: 500px; text-align: justify]Ryan grunted, turning away from the ferret. She was gonna do what she was gonna do regardless of what he said, so he just walked off, continuing in his exploration, ignoring her unless she spoke up again.


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    Xylia tried to keep quiet in terms of saying nothing as she followed in Ryan's steps, but sooner rather than later, she opened her tiny mouth to let her thoughts run free. "Do you have any brothers? Or sisters? Or family?" Then a question with slightly more vital strings attached popped into her head. "How do you know Sel? Have you known her since you were little? I've known Sel since I was a moon old. I'm almost two moons old now." How old was Sel, and Ryan, or Nico? And what about Trudy? How did that creature age?

    [center][fancypost=width: 500px; text-align: justify]Ryan sighed as Xylia spoke up again. "No, I don't have a family." All his family were assholes, unworthy of being called family. "We've known each other for years." A statement contradicted by the young bodies both he and the Captain possessed - neither were even a year and a half, but he'd met her when she was 20 in their previous life, and she'd died at 23.
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    "That's ok. I don't have any family either. Well, I might, but I don't know." She knew she had siblings, but her eyes had never seen them, nor had her eyes seen more than a few brief blurs of her mother. "Years? That's a long time. I can't imagine knowing anybody for years." Then again, she wasn't even two months old yet. Almost, but not quite. She couldn't believe how much she was learning in such a short amount of time though, and she might've felt pretty smart if not for the fact that she was surrounded by adults that had been around for several months or more. Did learning new things ever truly stop?

    [center][fancypost=width: 500px; text-align: justify]Ryan merely shrugged, not looking back at the young ferret. Had she been abandoned or something? Well, everyone had some tragic backstory. At least she had the chance to have her youth not entirely suck. "It's amazing how long it's been." Since they met, since they fell in love, since they saw each other last.


    //rip my muse
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    Xylia didn't think she'd been abandoned, but she couldn't exactly answer such a question herself. She just knew that she had siblings, a mother and father, and that they were gone. Where they'd gone, why they'd gone, what had happened to them, and why she hadn't gotten to go with them were not questions she really considered. They simply weren't in her life, and therefore didn't receive much of her mental or emotional attention. "How come you like Sel so much?"

    [center][fancypost=width: 500px; text-align: justify]Ryan glanced sharply back at Xylia when she asked why he liked Lucy so much. "Have you met her?" Maybe he wouldn't feel like he had to be so possessive if she'd stop being so goddamn wonderful. "She's brilliant and wild and she doesn't let anything hurt her." Except me. Not anymore, anyway. "I love her." It was a twisted love, yes, but they were twisted people, broken people coming from broken homes, content to live a twisted, broken life as long as they had each other.
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    "Sel was the first one of the Skulls that I met, with Nico, too." Xylia, despite being rather curious about every little thing, hadn't been so curious that first day. The first steps into the Skulls' territory, while intriguing to the eye, had also been scary. Those last two parts struck a weird chord or two in her. 'She doesn't let anything hurt her.' Sometimes somebody got hurt whether it was allowed or not, whether they showed it or not. Sure, she asked a ton of questions and got excited about nearly everything new to her, but that didn't mean there wasn't something else buried inside. She thought that everybody had that weird thing buried inside of them. Sel did too, didn't she? Didn't everybody? Then there was the idea of love. She didn't understand, and quite frankly didn't know how it worked. "Does she love you?"

    [center][fancypost=width: 500px; text-align: justify]He didn't bother pointing out that it was a rhetorical question of course. Everyone on this crew had met the Captain, and the Quartermaster was no exception. Maybe Lucy did hurt, deep down. Maybe somewhere inside her, there was suffering. But it was too far buried for anyone to see it. Hell, he wasn't entirely sure she'd feel it that deep. "She used to." He said with a sigh. She'd made it abundantly clear that whatever feelings she used to have for him were gone.
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