Andrea's ears twitched, hearing the sound of disinterested footsteps on the deck. Turning around, she spotted a very familiar face passing drugs to a victim of seasickness. "NAGI!!" She jovially wailed.

The protesting of his stomach would be the least of nagi miwa's concerns, as the half-costumed girl practically pounced on him with open arms, enveloping him in an overly excited, nearly suffocating embrace. "I didn't know you were gonna be here! That's the best kind of surprise!" She exclaimed, while clinging to the bespectacled youth like he was a lean, human-sized teddy bear.

After seemingly having had her fill of smothering her male friend with affection, Andrea finally let go of him. "I didn't squeeze you too hard, did I? Heehee..." She mused with a snicker, before her eyes fell on the box of lozenges in Nagi's hand. "Oh, you brought candy with you. Can I have some?" The eccentric young woman asked.

//vibing

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The flash of white off the Wingull gathering around the boat drew their attention for a moment; they wiggled up to the railing, casually peeking over to see if they had attracted any bow-riding Pokemon, or other curious, sea-dwelling denizens. It was during their little ADHD moment-- for a brief second forgetting about her entirely-- that they realized they’d joined a small crowd gathering around Dr. Morales and immediately felt awful.
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“Uh, yeah,” they agreed, swallowing a mouthful of anxiety and peeking behind them, desperately trying to find some way to give the woman some fucking space without seeming like a total freak and embarrassing themselves. Probably too late on that last bit.
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Oh, she wanted them to call her Eva. CJ fought down a wince. They could not do that. They would combust on the spot if they called her by her first name. So they settled with, “I’m CJ,” stepping back and leaning against the railing with their hip, “I’m a LPVT. I’m in Hoenn working with the Rangers and doing conservation studies.”
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There, that didn’t sound too lame. They hoped.


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+ (wearing) Eva Morales , they have no brain, feel free to interact

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Barnaby quite enjoyed traveling, especially when it included catered meals and alcohol. What he enjoyed more than that, though, was unraveling truths from the murk and mire. Pinkan Island seemed to have mysteries abound just waiting to be probed. In that vein, he hoped that this expedition would prove interesting enough to write about for his HNN reader-base.

Even if it wasn't, the tropical location and gathered company were surely a pleasant consolation. Just by perusing the ship and picking up a fruity cocktail - his PERSIAN at a heel by his side - Barnaby recognized several faces, including luka chêne, PENELOPE LIVY, mint frost, and Locke Jamison, among others.

In passing, he even spied a certain florist aboard. Although a bit too far across the boat's deck to call out, Barnaby happened to catch Elisabeth Fiorelli's eye and offered her an affable smile and a nod of acknowledgment before moving on. He'd be sure to catch up with her in a moment; for now, a text from Martín del Mar had him investigating other areas of the ship.

Eventually he ventured toward a quieter spot, where Martín del Mar stood leaning against the starboard railing. Drink in hand, wind billowing through his hair. God, he made it almost too easy sometimes. Snapping a quick pic of the admin with his ROTOM phone, he'd attach the image to the following text message before responding to Mars:

just taking in the gorgeous view 🤭

Martín del Mar almost immediately reacted to the vibration of an incoming message and, once it was obvious he'd viewed it, Barnaby would saunter over with an innocent grin on his lips. "Sorry to keep you waiting, Martín. Looks like we're even almost to our destination already. That was fast!" The black speck on the horizon was quickly growing larger and more defined by the second.

As the two men talked, meanwhile, Gabrielle broke from her heel to affectionately bunt heads with Dollar, the PERSIAN at Mars' feet. She purred contentedly, plopping down beside him to lick at one of his ears.

• outfit
• cruising around, taking note of who's here
• acknowledges elisa
• texts mars back & says hi

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[attr="class","ollieollie"] as busy as he is with his ranger duties, there was no way that ollie could pass up an opportunity as great as this. plus, technically, this was part of his ranger duties too — or at least, that's what he would tell Laurence Anderson or Sénon Game at the latest ranger captain meeting.

[break][break] the older morales can be found away from his sister (which is likely a good thing, considering his last interaction with Eva Morales ) surrounded by collection of his own admirers. he is chatting happily with them, an alcholic drink in hand with a fun silly straw. much like the others, he is wearing an unbuttoned alolan shirt with a tacky pineapple pattern .

[break][break] he pulls away from a group with a cheerful laugh and wave, probably to go chat with another group when something interesting catches his eye.

[break][break] someone with impeccable fashion sense.

[break][break] "woah! rad outfit, buddy," he says, popping up behind kyle lopez with wide grin.

[attr="class","ooc"] #PINKANRAID [break]
(kyle lopez )

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