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Madeline McKenna
Mermaid in a Tin Can [Navy] [M]
POSTED ON Dec 8, 2023 8:51:07 GMT
[attr="class","samjertop"][attr="class","samjer"] [attr="class","samjermain"] Yakuza moves to stand beside the Urshifu. With an almost childlike expression, he drops into a kneeling position beside him. A clawed hand gently brushes the top of the waves. Where he grew up, there wasn’t much water to go around. It definitely didn’t look like this. It was rainbow-colored. When Navy turned toward her, Madeline froze in place. A small gasp erupted as memories rocketed to the surface. A nose like that shattered and bleeding. Her elbow was bruised by the impact. A rough bag is tugged back and forth between them like a dog’s rope toys. Then, of course, there were the eyes. Shit! Shit! Shit! What’s he doing here!? But, then, her mind picked out the differences. No, wait. It’s not him. Chill out, Aubre Junior. The jaw structure was off and so were the cheekbones. She’d know. That face took center stage in her dream. No, her nightmares. But the panic is short-lived. People looked like each other all the fricking time. It didn’t mean anything. So, why'd she want to run so badly? Shaking her head to clear the fog, the redhead turns back toward the water. Goosebumps now cover her arms. “Yeah?” Those same limbs lifted to cross across her chest. “That sucks.” They shift up slightly. But, no matter how she places them, there’s an embarrassing amount of titty on display. However, that earlier panic is making this feeling more apparent. “Is that right?” She humss. “Maybe something’s scaring them off.” Last she heard, this place was crawling with all kinds of weird, ugly, physics-defying weirdoes. Home for the summer, huh? A small, pensive small appears. A little too old for that, but the idea’s nice. “No sir. I never went.” She was too busy doing stupid shit to piss off her dad. Like joining a terrorist organization and pretending to like pencil dick. “They needed a hand over here, and I thought I’d help.” There’s another shrug. “It’s nicer than my place.” That little pond might have fish, but it also had mud and old crappy trees. She takes a deep breath of the salty air. “So, you were here last summer too?”
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