SICK BEATS — p, sylvina

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[align=center][div style="width: 450px; text-align: justify; margin-top: -8px; padding-right: 8px; font-family: verdana;"][size=8pt]Sylvina had always been a fan of the assorted pop up shops and stands that various crewmates worked along Barracuda Bay. The calming scent of baked goods mixed with the ocean breeze truly was the best smell and she often found herself aimlessly walking the beach to simply take in the aroma. Although cupcakes and sweets smelled rather delicious, the young minnow had never indulged her curiosity to try the homemade treats. Jacob was a fantastic baker and often made his various step children a batch or so of muffins, so the need to buy anything else never really surfaced with such a great cook in the family.

She did however like to browse the weaponry and jewelry that were always on display. Sylvina found that it was best to go out in the morning when the merchants had a new display of their items to sell, and as the saying "the early bird catches the worm" goes, she would snatch up the best of the best before the majority of the Typhoon invaded the shops. Today had proved a successful find and the ebony Bengal would sling a newly bought satchel over her shoulders. It was the perfect size for weapons as well as any trinkets she managed to find washed up on the shore.

The minnow would find herself trekking along the beach on her conquest to collect lost items within the sand. Olive eyes would scan over the horizon - a familiar cheetah becoming their final resting gaze. It appeared he was enjoying a cake, and a lovely vanilla scented one at that. With the afternoon grumble in her stomach and her nose going crazy with delight, the bengal found that she was unable to resist the urge to investigate further. "Hey," Sylvina would loosely greet, throwing her satchel over her head to place upon the ground. "You make that?" Perhaps he was a baker like Jacob.