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The sweet surrender of silence forces me to live alone
Locked and loaded, where the hell is peace of mind?
I wait on you inside the bottom of the deep blue sea
I wait on you inside the bottom of the deep blue

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[OOC: This is the beginning of Mako wanting to find ED. He does NOT know what he's looking for yet. If you want your character to go with him to find ED, feel free to post here but it's not necessary that your character go or not.]

Mako's nostrils opened to the salty sea air, concentrating on keeping them wide while the breeze forced its way into his lungs. In a way, it felt like suffocating. Breathing wasn't his own when he did this, but still, he allowed it, feeling closer somehow to the open ocean. He huffed the air back out of his mouth and turned his head slightly away from the wind. His fur tangled and moved as he walked along the beach, stepping over objects that had been washed up after the last storm.

There wasn't much out of the ordinary. Driftwood, algae, bones, carcasses of creatures too unfortunate to escape the storm. Not much special except.... that.

The Kraken's good eye caught sight of something colorful further down the beach. Curiosity piqued, he neared the thing. A feather. Bigger than any he'd ever seen before. It was long and curving, slightly muddy and waterlogged, but brightly colored. It was beautiful. He pulled it gently from a pile of wood where it had been stuck. A few smaller ones littered the beach around it; some shimmery and pearlescent, some rainbow, spotted, vibrantly colored. What kinds of birds did these belong to? He wasn't sure. He picked up a few of the less damaged ones and rinsed them in a nearby tide pool. Whatever birds they belonged to, he wanted one. Or all of them. A smile curved his lips at the thought of what such magnificent birds might bring. Trade, crafting, and who knows what else. They could breed them, use them for alliances, turn feathers into beautiful trinkets and jewelry.

No matter what, he had to find them. He had to bring them home.





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Quote:Fic Trash Rabbit: Baal picks Mako up and pets him aggressively "I shall call him... Mini Me"
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Quick as a wink, the little cat launched himself onto his own feather not too far away. Fisk had been stalking this so called "kraken" character with a wary eye. He seemed to be one of the types that pulled his weight around and people listened. Someone he should keep an eye on for sure. Then just as the feather caught the canine's eye another caught the purple eye of the flame point ship cat. He was completely enthralled by the way it blew in the wind.

He was dashing about over the litter of feathers trying to paw and claw at every one as quickly as possible while the Kraken washed his few in a tide pool. Fisk had been getting used to the sand and the wind and he was practically dancing about as his activity whisked up a pawful and he chased them into the wind with his paws outstretched trying to catch them. Leaping and twisting and grabbing with his lithe and agile legs. But one got away, and he had to have it. The wind carried it over to the tide pools and the little cat was entirely blind to the idea that perhaps chasing it over the back of a high ranking officer might not be the best idea but so it was. The Wind carried the brilliant sparkling feather right over the back of the Kraken and Fisk launched his tiny body onto the canine and with his back claws splayed he launched himself up and off and caught the feather in mid-air.

He would jump and hiss with the feather in his mouth if the Kraken snarled or made some exclamation, puffing himself up and arching his back and hopping sideways away from the wolf, all the while breathing heavily from his previous exertion.


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(This post was last modified: January 09, 2019, 06:18:49 PM by Sunny.)





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    Dixie had been saying that she is obviously pregnant, but Sunny had thought maybe the dog was just a little fatter, and not that it was a bad thing. Dixie had plenty of experience with pups, giving birth and caring for, so Sunny had little doubts that she was wrong, but there were still little doubts. She said that she would still be able to work for a good while yet, but they had started to prepare the den anyways. Might as well get it out of the way, they had decided. Sunny had taken to collecting soft things, not entirely sure what to do. In her original home, they hadn’t exactly cared for the pups. Now she wanted to be a better...mother.

    Sunny had been by the beach to get fish that strayed too close, but instead had also come across the feathers. Unlike Mako’s feather, she had been finding smaller ones, picking them up gently in her mouth and carrying them. Like anyone else, she assumed these small feathers were from a bird, not some kind of dog-creature. As the hellhound neared the others, she almost stopped in her tracks, but as she watched the small creature (Dixie had told her about a cat joining them, was this it?) run up who she assumed to be Mako (based on description from none other than Dixie).

    The meak girl would go up to the two, eyes catching onto the rather large feather assumed-Mako had found. “Oh wow, that must be a big bird, huh?” She spoke, putting the feathers she had collected onto the ground, covering somewhat with sand so the breeze wouldn’t lift them away. “Does Tortuga have big birds?” An obvious ripple went through her fur at the thought. While probably not dangerous (they lived here), it would still be scary. But Dixie had never said anything, and neither had well, anyone. Surely these big birds would have been spoken of. 




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(ooc: Emila has been kind of inactive since her acceptance so she's willing to help out where she can, if she's allowed to go. She knows the Reach kinda well after going from pack to pack so she's up for a vacation)

She knew that the Captain liked trinkets. He had that look in his eye. The same cagey look that was also present in her green orbs. Not bad for a man half her age.

Emila's own jewellery jingled as she made her way along the beach, birds crying in the distance. She looked up at them for a moment before losing interest. Feathers were of no use to her, the three on her back were all she needed, even if they were getting slightly tattered. The pirate woman eventually stumbled upon a small gathering, headed by the Captain himself. The source of interest seemed to be a feather than he had procured. Emila considered the other two crewmates. One was a cat - a creature she had no admiration or disdain for - and the other was pink... very pink. Tortuga certainly had some colourful characters within its ranks... in more ways than one. Smiling neutrally at the two, she considered Mako with a raised eyebrow. Then, the cat made a jump for the feather and Emila exchanged a glance with the hellhound. Like her, her interest in the feather was minimal. Certainly not worth risking an injury. If the cat wanted to punch above his weight, that was fine. Emila was going to just point and laugh.

“Oh wow, that must be a big bird, huh? Does Tortuga have big birds?”

"That's nothing," Emila said without hesitation. "You should see the birds they have in the Reach. They could rip out your guts with one kick, like so."

She would strike out at the sand, sending plumps of it flying upwards to prove her point. Emila was referring to one beast she had encountered on her travels. A tall, flightless bird with orange, beady eyes and dark feathers. Very tall. It ran rather than flew - its wings did not seem capable of flight - and Emila had been left in no doubt that the thing would've disembowelled her if it had managed to pin her with its clawed feet. Those talons had been as long as her leg, perhaps longer. She had never figured out what exactly the creature had been, but it did not matter. In her head, it was simply 'thingineverwanttoseeagain'. A lot of things had been given that label over the years. 

"How rude of me, I forgot to introduce myself. Actually, I lied. I just wanted to show off my knowledge of ornithology," Emila told the pink lady, completely ignoring the nice little spat occurring between the kitty and her Captain. "Anyway, name's Emila. What do they call you, Pinkzilla?" 




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Closing this at the end of the month so we can get the ball rolling. I think we can have one more in here if someone else wants to join))


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Winchester: OMFG
Winchester: DR. EVIL AND MINI ME
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    Slow steps quietly arrive, his regular route along the shore leading him to some sort of meeting. As he draws closer, he notes the conversation seems to revolve around the feathers he's seen washing up overnight. It's only because he's met Sunny before does he have the courage to tell her, "Not that I've seen."
    Before any further interaction occurs, he spots Fisk, fluffed like a blowfish, and stands over him, head down to the Kraken while he licks the housecat's crown in a soothing, protective gesture. Even an average wolf could kill a cat like this, not to mention whatever Emilia's describing.
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The sweet surrender of silence forces me to live alone
Locked and loaded, where the hell is peace of mind?
I wait on you inside the bottom of the deep blue sea
I wait on you inside the bottom of the deep blue

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Mako watched as a small cat chased feathers around, gathering a few of the smaller ones that drifted around on the sea breeze. He smirked in amusement, but that quickly faded when the little creature used him for a spring board. The Kraken's teeth clenched, his muscles tightened. He didn't much like being touched by anyone. It'd been like that since he was small. The only ones he'd allowed then, were his siblings and parents and all of them... well, sometimes he had a hard time remembering their faces. But this cat couldn't have known that. Mako didn't think he even knew who the cat was and so he inhaled deeply, and kept his temper down.

Besides, no matter if that annoyed him or not, these giant feathers were exciting. They meant that there were large, magnificent creatures out there, somewhere, that they could get feathers from. If the Tortugans could find those birds and bring some home, they could have an exclusive market for trinkets with their feathers. If they were that big, their skulls and bones could also be used for larger pieces. Of course, Mako wouldn't discard the shark jaw he wore around his neck, but a few more trinkets here and there couldn't hurt.

“Oh wow, that must be a big bird, huh? Does Tortuga have big birds?”

Someone spoke behind him and he turned to greet them with a little nod. He hadn't realized that he'd drawn a crowd. He turned his attention to the long, colorful feather in his paw. "Aye, we 'ave big birds but... not like this. This is knew to me. I ain' never seen anythin' like it before."

"That's nothing. You should see the birds they have in the Reach. They could rip out your guts with one kick, like so. How rude of me, I forgot to introduce myself. Actually, I lied. I just wanted to show off my knowledge of ornithology. Anyway, name's Emila. What do they call you, Pinkzilla?"

Mako's ears laid back, eyes narrowed. He shifted, allowing his good eye a better view of this, Emila. He didn't know what irked him more; being lied to right off the bat, being ignored for an introduction, or the other Tortugan being referred to as Pinkzilla. "If yer gonna lie abou' somethin' like that, keep it to yerself. There ain' no reason ye couldn'a jus' said ye knew of bigger birds," he said flatly. If Sunny was annoyed, she could handle it herself.

"I wanna set out an find em. I don' care how, I want these birds,"  he said, focusing on the matter at hand. "I'll need a team. Anya you lot interested?"








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Locked and loaded, where the hell is peace of mind?
I wait on you inside the bottom of the deep blue sea
I wait on you inside the bottom of the deep blue[/i][/b][/size][/align]
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Quote:Fic Trash Rabbit: Baal picks Mako up and pets him aggressively "I shall call him... Mini Me"
Winchester: OMFG
Winchester: DR. EVIL AND MINI ME
Warning, this character suffers Bermuda Syndrome. His actions in no way reflect my personal opinions. If you have any concerns, feel free to PM me*
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