Strange places and Even Stranger People [Social]

[Cherub Kane]

Cherub felt out of place in most of the places he visited. Amongst the giants he knew he was on the smaller weaker side. To most humans, he looked like some weird winged beast when he was fighting. Still, with his style of dress he appreciated some of the finer things even if it was a sort of appropriation. He wore the dress of a fighter, of militant but he was nothing more than an upstart. That's why he was here on this island, there seemed to be a gross display of wealth. Not much power was being abused, or that he could see. If there was, he was here to stoke some flames.

Today though, seemed much too hot for a fire, or for him to start one at the very least. There was enough tension from the summer sun, it melted him inside his jacket. Even his wings were unfurled though most people were too dehydrated to notice. Keeping them stiff and rigid they appeared more like some tacky accessory. "It's way too hot for this...." He grumbled, slumped over. He had only been on the island for four days but his money was already getting low. Everything was so expensive.

Browsing through his wallet a bit of disappointment appeared on his face. If he wanted dinner tonight he'd have to avoid spending too much on lunch. By tomorrow he'd either need to start fishing or find a way to make more money. For now, he would have to cool down to clear his mind. A bar, one with all the bells and whistles would certainly have what he needed. What was hard, was finding one with a door large enough to fit him.

"Drink good sir?" A small jolly man in a striped shirt would say. "Only the finest lemonade, what do ya say?" Well it was no rum, but it was more than enough to hit the spot. "Give me the largest one you got!"

It took half of his coin and meant a smaller dinner but it was worth it. With a drink that was a bucket even for him he couldn't even ponder where he kept such a 0large cup. Each sip was like heaven. The Vendor would tip his straw hat, bidding his farewell. "Pleasure doing business with you good sir!"

With that out of the way, and a clearer mind, it was time to make some cash.

[Jess]

Just a gal trying to Mako the Most of It~

Lizzie Lyons

Have I… Been here before? The brow of a gal with hair so blue you might wanna call her Betty seeming to crease as she took in the sights and the sounds of a new venue, Lizzie Lyons couldn't help but feel that something was amiss as she trudged around through the streets of Micquoet, and frankly could have sworn that she was walking around somewhere that she knew entirely a lot more than the venue which she had stepped off the proverbial boat to visit only a matter of mere minutes before.
All frilly and fancy… Seems like the place I met that dude? Terry? Todd? Tim! Yeah, think that was it… All too clearly seeming to recall a little spot of mischief she got up to with a face which was sadly seeming to dull in her mind regardless of the level of affection she had developed for him, the features of the fellow with whom she explored an all too similar locale seemed to drift into blurriness and so too did the majority of his name, beyond its initial letter of course. C'est le vie, as the people here said, and the woman who visited it was yet to learn.

“Lemonade~?” Regardless of her recollection the rowdy young thing certainly seeming to find her interest diverted however from her déjà vu as she heard the mention of something sweet and refreshing for her palette, the fingers of the femme and her hips as well seemed to wiggle at the promise of her getting a fine beverage inside her, and not for a second did she particularly seem to worry about the fact that she had arrived in this land penniless.
“I'll take one of those buddy…” Instead declaring her interest eagerly and nodding with a sense of assured aplomb as she preyed upon the choice of divine only knows before her, the lips of Miss Lyons seemed to purse into something of a pout before she began to smack those and her tongue together, and she continued to bob about as if any kind of instruction on standing still had occurred on a day when she had been absent.

“You know, you'll think this is pretty ironic but I'm not very 'liquid' at the moment so…” Even so the girl not about to beat about the bush when it came to her financial situation and doing her utmost to follow the good example she had been set by the aforementioned 'Tim', once the cup of goodness was in her hand Lizzie was not only eager to take a rather substantial chug from it but also in her new leaf state was prepared to admit her mistake honestly, even if she wasn't all that ready to act in any kind of appropriate manner along with such a confession.
“I'll owe you for this one, kay thanks bye!” Instead seeming to rely on the inherent briskness given to her heels and break away from the stall as rapidly as possible, she waved her hand behind her as she made her not so cunning escape from her monetary responsibility, but to her credit she did intend to pay back her debt. Assuming she remembered it when she was flush with currency, of course…

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[Cherub Kane]

Seeing someone run away was something to make the day interesting. He didn't enjoy drawing attention to himself all the time, he was just trying to keep low. There was something about this excitement that got his attention. So with his drink in hand he would chase after the young woman. His heavy feet picked up speed, trying to keep up enough so she could at least hear him speak. Maybe it wouldn't help her run away with a big guy chasing, but he wanted some answers to his curiosity. "Well who are we running from, well I guess where are we running to is the bigger question."

The giant would speak with a little bit of a laugh. His flames had stayed quenched but the wings on his back were in full display. There was no way to hide them at the moment, so it was time to add a little bit to the chaos. Cherub needed more friends, so he was going to try and make them. Hopefully, this wouldn't end like the last time he tried to make friends. He didn't need a repeat of the last incident.

"Oh I guess if I'm gonna be runnin with ya I should give an introduction. The name is Cherub, and I'm just enjoying a sunny afternoon, how about yourself?" a big smile showed on his face. It was a strange way to make an introduction, but so far he was finding life in the north blue anything but sane.