Roxanne had been enjoying her time on the beach without much of a single care in the world, her eyes settled on the moving waves with the smell of salt water making her relax in that moment. A soft sigh would leave her slightly parted maw, her half closed eyes shutting slowly in a form of relaxation. She had been rather busy with her captain duties not having the time to relax until now, she rolled onto her side only to stretch out her front legs only for her pink claws to unsheathe in that moment. "God, what a good fucking day." Her tail lashing to the sides, she parted her jaws letting out a soft yawn though it was interrupted when something tried to grab onto her tail.

She rolled away immediately opening her mismatched eyes to see that it was a crab did she hiss with a toothy grin on her maw "Well! Aren't you a cheeky son of a bitch. I'll dub thee Pincher Jr," Roxie mumbled under her breath but then it took her a moment to realize that there was more crabs coming out of the ocean or sand around her, the captain rose to her paws with widened pupils and said with a growl "Oh for fucks sake."

ALL I FOUND THE SPACE BETWEEN THE SPACES
STANDING IN THE NOTHING, AND TIME RECLAIMS YOU

Much like Roxanne, Michael had just been relaxing on the days when the crabs came. He had been stretched out in front of his hut, eyes closed as his dark fur soaked in the heavy sunlight. Unfortunately, it seemed that his peaceful naps were always destined to get interrupted. When he heard Rox in the distance, he popped his one seeing eye open, watching her briefly before he realized what was going on. A soft snort left him, and he called out jokingly at his sister, "Heh, looks like you made a friend there, huh Rox? He seems a little... snappy, though." The pun was absolutely terrible, and he knew it. He was ready for Rox to groan and start tossing sand at him, but then she took notice of something else. Something big.

As his gaze followed her line of sight, the dealer froze up when he saw the crabs rushing towards the shore, and coming up out of the sand. Stumbling quickly up and onto his paws, Michael found himself muttering, "Shit, shit, fuck... fucking hell." As the crustaceans began to swarm closer to him, the thief hissed aggressively at them, "Get the fuck away from me, you nasty little sea spiders!" He rose one of his paws in defense, using his elementals to churn the sand around him into an unruly mess. This managed to disrupt the crabs around him slightly, although he knew it wouldn't be long until he found himself exhausted. Fucking hell... what had irritated all of them, all at once?

It had been a while since Lord Helix had interacted with the other Typhooners, given that he usually stayed with Goldenluxury Roux. The former Captain had practically adopted him, seemingly as some sort of pet (to his annoyance, obviously) but once she lost her memories, he decided to stay with Roxanne Roux, the next Captain. It was only suitable that he, The Typhoon's Lord and Savior, stayed with the current Captain. That being said, he decided it was finally time to interact with his subjects, given that he had disappeared rather abruptly. Not to fret though, as he was here now!

... And Helix was immediately regretting his decision to go to the beach, where there were seemingly hundreds, hundreds of crabs. Enraged, the ammonite sprayed water at a few of them that got too close. They were lucky he didn't eat them, quite frankly. "This is enough!" He declared, speaking to the crabs (who of course paid no mind to him, but he didn't realize this). "Lord Helix demands you all to go back home!"