jack
he / him / his
twenty-seven
october 13
Malie, Alola
blissfully unaware
shepherd & lorekeeper
civilian
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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Jack Napier
SILPH CUP 2024 AT PACIFIDLOG
POSTED ON Mar 16, 2024 17:59:00 GMT
[attr="class","iggy"] One would be wondering—where was he, anyway? Well, he was busy making sure that his Mantine, Ri, was already prepared to go out there—having come in for a last-minute adjustment… of course he wasn’t telling anyone what the adjustment was. They’d have to wait and see for themselves what it was. For now, though— He was busy applying as much sunblock as he could all over his exposed legs, himself, his arms; hell even his nose had a liberal layer of sunblock on it because when was the last time he’d come out here to surf?! (Yes, he was determined to show everyone that Mantine Surfing wasn’t just something to be terrified of!) “Surprised, aren’t you, Ri?” he hummed quietly as he squirted out the last of the sunblock and liberally lathered it all over his bare top (with some difficulty reaching his back, but it was there all the same too). “I know you’ve been itching—no, dying to be out on the waves again. Well, here we are. I kept my promise, didn’t I? Don’t let me down now,” he would chuckle quietly afterward. + @tag + Speed: B, Endurance: C, Reaction: B [newclass=".iggy b"] color:#e6194e;font-size:13px; [/newclass] [newclass=".iggy i"] color:#e6194e;font-size:13px; [/newclass] [newclass=".iggy a"] font-size:13px; font-family: courier new; text-transform: lowercase!important; [/newclass]
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