09-11-2018, 05:40 PM
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 60%; font-family: georgial; font-size: 11pt;"]It was a simple enough gesture, a neutral inviting another neutral to some inconsequential little event, but the Typhoon's caution to strangers should've given the Sunhaven gent a verdict on what the answer would've been. If the pirates hadn't been willing to give information out to a 'lost' stranger who had a limited knowledge on the lands, then he'd be flabbergasted if they allowed their most precious animals to join in a medical session in lands not owned by the Typhoon. With this in mind there was an aura of smugness around the griffon as he approached, eyes lit up as his brain searched for a means for his mischief. One second, two second, now the stranger was flopping away... ah! He had it! The feathered fiend coming to a standstill, Feliks' hips and shoulders began to shuffle, swaying like the waves the Helion appeared to have came from. Shark cats, can't live with them, can't live without them. "And when I get that feeling I want... sexual healing," the gryphon hummed, bobbing his head up and down to the tone deaf tune slowly. It wasn't exactly like Monroe had specified what type of healing session it was, he figured he could be forgiven for a very easy misunderstanding. "Oh baby, make me feel so fine, helps to relieve my mind... oh hell yeah I'm a popstar," he stopped with an exasperated grin, shaking his golden plumage to stop it lying flat against his neck. "Oh yeah and later dude!" he called out to the Havener, chuffing.
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