02-19-2021, 11:15 PM
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[div style="max-width: 360px; font-family: palatino; color: #2a4971; text-align: left; padding-top: 8px; padding-left: 10px; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 13px;"]Idir brí is idir muir, Tá mé i dtiúin
Blind from birth with sharp ears, the fae didn't entirely miss the discreet rustle of cloth. Made no show of curiousity or suspicion. It wasn't her buisness. Seemed like he crashed after all. She didn't know what all lie in the wreckage. Sentiment and the like.
Keona flicked her tail. Snarky. Odd name. But he was a pirate. Like them. Nothing was really odd with pirates. "You'll fit in then. Typhoon's a crew of pirates."
"'m Keona. Me 'an Michael are dealers here," she explained, tilting her head lightly in Michael's direction. "You can talk to us if you need anythin'. Aside from mending; you'll want my brother."
[/td][/tr][/table]Keona flicked her tail. Snarky. Odd name. But he was a pirate. Like them. Nothing was really odd with pirates. "You'll fit in then. Typhoon's a crew of pirates."
"'m Keona. Me 'an Michael are dealers here," she explained, tilting her head lightly in Michael's direction. "You can talk to us if you need anythin'. Aside from mending; you'll want my brother."
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