Roleplay

Yes, pet me more mortal, or face the consequences. Cow meowed happily and purred even louder. He rolled onto his back, very happy with pets.

Delta knocked over one of the crates by accident, and dynamite spilled all over the little clearing among the crates and boxes. Oh no.

Milo looked up and narrowed his eyes, giving Cow one more scratch before standing up and looking around, "Whoever is hiding, you better come out right now, before I f*cking find you and choke the Goddamn life out of you."

“I’m very sure you couldn’t.” She said lifting some water from the ocean. “I would most likely eat you before you had the chance.”

Milo slowly bent down and picked Cow up, "B**ch please, a little water doesn't scare me." he said holding the cat close to protect it from her, "But if you really want to go scare someone, just walk up to them and show off that face of yous." he said flatly before adjusting the cat in his arms and walking away.

Cow meowed and hissed loudly at the new being. And he also hissed at being picked up but whatever.

“I guess you’ve never heard of a mirror then.” She said smiling, showing her sharp teeth. “Or spirits for that matter.” She walked the opposite direction, towards a little hut that sold fish. She looked over some more and saw a bookstore. Maybe they’ll have something interesting. She payed for the fish, chomping it up within a few minuets.

"Ah! Now that I am looking I see that you have completed your duties. As expected of our Carmen, but you should also try to enjoy your shore leave a little more as well! Did you even get anything for yourself to enjoy?" He chastised softly, head tilting ever so slightly so that his face was facing the others head better as he spoke. Warm breath brushing against the side of the others face as golden eyes honed in on the bright emerald cloth before traveling back to look at the others face.

"But who am I to turn down the offer of being escorted by our ever so handsome boatswain hmm?" A small smile as the other released the other, head rising from the others shoulder as the rest of the surgeons body moved to stand by the others side instead. Arms once again repositioning themselves so that he could hold his box in front of him once more.

Milo put Cow down once he had walked far enough, "Great, a walking fish...' he grumbled to himself, remembering how she manipulated water, "Stay here Cow, I have some things to do." he said, petting Cow once more before walking off the ship, he was going to go by some more wood, because, strangely enough, Milo really liked woodcarving, and then go to the tavern to get himself a drink.

"You make it sound like I don't have any hobbies," Carmen complained good-naturedly, the cool amusement in his voice hopefully hiding how Seinaga's close proximity had flustered him for a moment. He folded over the cloth he was holding to keep it from wrinkling and began to start towards the ship again with Seinaga walking besides him.

"Speaking of which, I do hope you don't plan on 'enjoying' your newly acquired beverages while on duty." Carmen made a pointed glance at the bottles Seinaga carried. While at first his comment might have come off as critical, Caren's slight smirk showed the wry humor behind the remark, even if he did genuinely worry about what could happen if Seinaga ever tried aiming with his darts while intoxicated. Especially if the target was him.