-both Mesmer and Lah are before Edmund. Mesmer is reclining and looking at Edmund with a dazed look on her face and a big Cat Smile, while Lah is standing over her and slowly rubbing her stomach-
Hey, Buddy!
-giggles-...Mrow~
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edited 20th Feb '12 7:20:14 PM by MacDuffy
Meow~ Maybe I should try the sand an the sun version of the beach next time~
-A regal air blew through the beach as a hoofed goat man, around the age and build of Edmund walked into view. Unlike the beachgoers, this man was dressed in a loose fitting white pinstripe suit, with black ribbons tied around his sleeves to keep the garment tied in place. Gold-plated circular glasses sat on the bridge of his nose, as if he only wore them to keep up an illusion of nobility. Held by the edges of his fingertips was a wine glass with a rose colored liquid resting inside. The man kept a smug smile as he approached the cat boy-
My my Edmund. Aren't you trying to get popular with the ladies?
Cyril.... how didja find me?
DeerYes, he knows me. After all, he's my best chap ever since we were toddlers~ When I saw him get hurt in that fight I just had to come here to see him.
He's a librarian an a drunk that manages ta hide bein a drunk over his British impressions. He also knows how ta fight a lil too...... How didja even get beer round here? Yer younger than me!
When you have the class to persuade the wonderful bartendress that you are twenty two, it's not that hard.
DeerWhy of course. I'd never take part in antagonizing my fellow man here. After all, he's making himself out to be quite the star~
Eh, I'm used ta his games. Sides, Damien taught me how ta deal with it. And thanks, Cy... I think. Ya ain't slacking on your skills either, right?
Hmmp. Although my fighting isn't as brutish as yours, yes, I have been training a bit. I might even decide to have a little tussle here myself one day. But alas, I'm just a visitor for now.
-To Lah and Mesmer- My my, are you a couple? I don't mean to intrude on your massage.
-To Mesmer- Remember. This guy's a goat. Ya know. Derpy faces, bleatin noises, sits around doin nothin but eatin' grass. That kinda creature.
edited 20th Feb '12 8:01:19 PM by Tatsumar
DeerSimple. If We find out you have revealed our presence here, We kill the puppet along with ourselves.
-he smiles suddenly, but there is something very, very, very wrong with the smile, besides the fact that it shouldn't be on Cloud's face- Or perhaps I won't kill him. Perhaps I'll allow him the privelage of living just so he can beg for death after a few days' time of paying the price for your loose lips.
Either one. Or neither, if you keep your speech hole shut. Choose.
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist

Ah, right! Sure, let's go!
-back to the beach!-