07-21-2020, 07:14 PM
Thick was the underbrush that populated the island, its rich volcanic soil fertile for far too much vegetation and fauna. The actual threat of the volcano was something that Georgia could barely keep under wraps; the potential destruction it could cause was somehow out of her scope of comprehension. Volcanoes spun under Hephaestus's sphere of control, though it wasn't always the god that occupied it. Gia liked to discredit the gods for their influence, when in reality she could only deny their existence so much. She was, after all, a part of them.
Fuck that.
Forcing her way through the flora of the island with as little grace as she could manage, Georgia sought out a beach, or a clearing. Where she could see the sky and whatnot. Or, perhaps, someone else. Anybody else. Except - except the dinosaurs. She'd blow them into the ocean if one jumped out at her. It was in this mindset that she happened across Michael and Goldenluxury; one she'd met and could tolerate, the other very unfamiliar to her. The unfamiliarity of the female made Gia want to turn around and find something else, but she had already given away her arrival, and it would be worse if she left without saying anything at all.
Funny how that worked; she was perfectly fine with being blunt and straight to the point with people she didn't know, but for some reason, initiating the contact was exponentially worse. Jump right in and it's too quick - too awkward. Wait too long with some sort of empty expression and suddenly it's become even more awkward. There was no pleasing the social interaction of creatures. Ever!
Having popped in right when Michael teased Goldie about burying treasure, the girl scoffed. Gia wasn't about to pretend that she was absolutely leaning into the whole "pirate" aesthetic - but she was fine to play along with a bunch of sea-goers that acted like a family.
"What, do you not bury your valuables in a hole?" Georgia tossed the jibe towards Michael, then promptly turned her attention towards the scenery. She'd never met this lady or seen her house, but she seemed pretty cool. Georgia didn't know much about koi fish, or digging ponds, but it didn't take a medic to spot that the lady was a little stiff. Awkwardly, the small feline sidled up to the hole. "Would you uh - would you like some help digging?" She asked.
Fuck that.
Forcing her way through the flora of the island with as little grace as she could manage, Georgia sought out a beach, or a clearing. Where she could see the sky and whatnot. Or, perhaps, someone else. Anybody else. Except - except the dinosaurs. She'd blow them into the ocean if one jumped out at her. It was in this mindset that she happened across Michael and Goldenluxury; one she'd met and could tolerate, the other very unfamiliar to her. The unfamiliarity of the female made Gia want to turn around and find something else, but she had already given away her arrival, and it would be worse if she left without saying anything at all.
Funny how that worked; she was perfectly fine with being blunt and straight to the point with people she didn't know, but for some reason, initiating the contact was exponentially worse. Jump right in and it's too quick - too awkward. Wait too long with some sort of empty expression and suddenly it's become even more awkward. There was no pleasing the social interaction of creatures. Ever!
Having popped in right when Michael teased Goldie about burying treasure, the girl scoffed. Gia wasn't about to pretend that she was absolutely leaning into the whole "pirate" aesthetic - but she was fine to play along with a bunch of sea-goers that acted like a family.
"What, do you not bury your valuables in a hole?" Georgia tossed the jibe towards Michael, then promptly turned her attention towards the scenery. She'd never met this lady or seen her house, but she seemed pretty cool. Georgia didn't know much about koi fish, or digging ponds, but it didn't take a medic to spot that the lady was a little stiff. Awkwardly, the small feline sidled up to the hole. "Would you uh - would you like some help digging?" She asked.
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[glow=#3e4242,200,600]YOU ARE THE RITE OF MOVEMENT[/glow]
*:・゚✧ — georgia sarris-rosi — demigod of the sea — tags