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Very casually places a wreath of flowers upon the other girl's lovely thick mane.

oooooooooooohmygod. her face lights up in pure delight & joy & are there serious tears threatening to fall at the edge of her eyes?!?! always with the issue of bundling her hair into however bun she can manage, just this once it’s a splay of defiance to gravity; curls & unbelievable volume at every strand coupled with the ocean’s salt. she wants to weep through the sordid amount of hair ties & clips she’s gone through for the sake of keeping it in place.but somehow. with just a miniscule amount of kindness & brazen colors laced together in similar fashion to her custom, she sees within the mirror of the ocean’s wave how delicately placed they are amongst her mane of ehu ferocity. without warning, she spins upon her board & latches onto the gifter’s shoulders, tugging her in close & closer until her breath echoes back into her face across a neck.          ❝ it’s  b e a u t i f u l,❞ the polynesian is practically sobbing. ❝ fakafetai, iris.❞

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noctis.

❝Hey! I’m not loco. Okay just lead the way. Uh no thanks… I don’t think I’d be good shark bait truth be told.❞ He followed, rubbing his neck some with a small smile gracing his lips. It was weird being somewhere he didn’t know all too well, but seeing the sand and beach made him relax some since he always enjoyed it.

          ❝ das wut all da loco people say, y’know,❞ she laughs, catching that sideeye stare of his to the vast ocean behind them.  ❝ say i do believe your story. you said you were from ... eos? wazzit? where is this eos, den?❞ solid ground hits her bare feet, the firm asphalt digging its chemical rocks into hardened soles.  ❝ n’ how you get washed up ova’ hea? you vacationin’?❞

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youngkopa.

Kopa felt like he was going to fall unconscious as he saw the human girl approach him. He was scared at first but when she spoke to him in a language he didn’t understand as he also felt her fingers through his messy fur “ w-who are you?” He asked.

her brows furrow, because certainly the cub’s mewling sounds are akin to her own. preposterous !! it must be just the way the strange animal speaks, as she quietly croons over the crown of his head, lifting him gingerly with stout arms born from her line of mana.            ❝ poe me ka maluhia,❞ the girl whispers, carrying off the injured small of a beast towards her hut. & it’s as if a wave of magic washes over them as the next words she speaks is almost undestandable by the touch of her hand to his ear, smile wide & watching him. ❝ [ i’ll take care of you. ]❞

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aurora.

Aurora knew she couldn’t just sit there in silent to this girl. It would be rather rude. So she decided she had to speak up first to show the girl that she wasn’t a threat.

“Ummm… Hello. I’m Aurora, the Wanderer of Gallifrey.” She give her a wave. “I’m sorry to scare you like this. But I mean no harm to you.”

the wave calms her somewhat, the motion enough for a friendly greeting ( though her oar remains as is ). it takes a moment, but it is enough for such foreign gibberish to resound in crystal clarity & anew.                       the woman speaks her language !!          ❝ aurora —- ?❞ she treads in caution, head inclining suspiciously.  ❝ of galli-- frey? i am moana. moana of motonui.❞ the oar lowers, finally, the butt end harshly rammed into the ground as the girl warily looks over the stranger’s shoulder.  ❝ i’ve never heard of a place. ‘n what exactly is that ── behind you.❞ once again, the wooden paddle is used, only this time to jab into the direction where the oddity of some sort stands erect just off the shore.                          where the woman had emerged from.

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          ❝ aaaaa ── o ai ‘oe?❞ ‘cause it’s not the first time some stranger’s managed to flop up on her canoe. though, she’s starting to debate whether the aitu have been fleeing from pulotu —- or set free via non-dependable almighty demi-god.

                            ≼✩≽ acoupledozenfaces smak’d dat ♥!!

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noctis.

❝Yeah I actually am. You never said where I was. I don’t even know where these parts even are and if I don’t know here I’m at then I’m not anywhere near Eos. Maui? I have no idea where this Maui exactly is or what part of the world this is.❞

          ❝ ── why i always get da loco ones, ah? aaaaaa, look braddah. jus’ follow me, okay? unless you wanna be shark bait, stick aroun’.❞ which has her tossing up her oar of her canoe over her shoulder & sludging herself through the sand & off the beach.

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Ben Wyatt (Parks and Rec) Starter Sentence Meme

That’s what you wanted right? Everyone in the same room, at the same time?

Did you hear a word I said?! No you didn’t! Because I’m a ghost!

I really like you, but you are a terrible person to talk to about personal stuff.

We can just sit back and take it easy.

When you play the Game of Thrones, you win or you die!

I have been tense lately. Just thinking about the new Star Wars sequel.

_____, we got you an autographed picture of your personal hero.

I love you and I like you.

They call me Devo, because I can whip ‘em good.

Are you talking to my butt?

Are you gonna murder me and bury me at this gas station?

I was completely flustered, I came off like an idiot. I mean, at one point, for no reason, I just took off my shoes and held them in my hand.

I think at some point you and I should probably make out with each other.

I’m sorry, are you eating Turkey Chili off of a frisbee?

I’m just gonna sleep on the floor.

Look, who hasn’t had gay thoughts? Who?

Pizza? Never heard of it!

Bababooey.

Hogwarts is fictional. You do know that, don’t you? It’s important to me that you know that.

Gotham needs me.

I’m far too stupid and lazy to write something that could be printed in a book.

I am deeply, ridiculously in love with you.

I feel great, I ran 5K this morning.

It’s a white flag, and you may as well start waving it right now,  _____!

I am really attracted to you right now.

You just do your thing, baby Smurf.

I don’t even have time to tell you how wrong you are.

Well, you suck at being polite, sir.

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umiko.

This girl has adorable ears. It’s an odd trait to note, but then again, Umiko’s always been fond of faces. They’re so diverse and beautiful. But back onto the important topics, Moana is trying to communicate with her.

“[Yes! Umiko (from) Uchina!]” She says excitedly, pointing to the drawing again. She guesses the word must mean ‘of’ or ‘from’. Regardless, she belongs to Uchina like Moana belongs to Motonui. While difficult, there is a degree of excitement to the exchange, too, seen in the way her dark brown eyes light up as they converse. 

Her eyes take in more of the island and land on her sanshin case. A cry of mingled relief and alarm rises unbidden, and she scrambles weakly over to the long, dark box. She’s frankly amazed that the case doesn’t look too thrashed- even the cloth handle is still attached. She cautiously opens the case, holding her breath and not daring to hope the instrument made it through the storm okay. With shaking hands, she unties the cords around the head and the bottom of the neck and cradles it like she would a newborn baby. She finds the bachi and experimentally strums the strings one at a time, cocking her head so as to better listen to the sound. Tan, tan, tan.

Off tune, maybe, but by some miracle, it has remained untouched by the elements. She sends a silent prayer of thanks heavenward before looking at Moana.

“Sanshin,” Umiko says, indicating the instrument. Before she can explain more, however, her stomach growls loudly. Whoops. Maybe she should get something to eat?

There’s hesitance, at first. Such strong and devout warrior-like caution zero’ing on the movements of the foreigner. Though does not stop her, instead watches with eyes of a hawk akin to the very ones Maui himself would roam the lands with. The sand shifts beneath her feet, complying to her weight as toes edge backwards from the oddity produced before her. 

“ [ what is that? ]” her voice holds it’s stoicism even as curiosity bleeds through by the way she looms in close enough, massive curls falling over her shoulders to brush across the silken wear of the palagi along her thighs; wanting a look, without touching. 

With the sudden pan!! she’s jolting backwards, flailing her arms as if it were to hurt her. Though, it’s just a sound. Nothing more. And it’s almost like the breeze of the winds with each strum those long, pale fingers pluck at the strings - leaving her breathless and wanting more. With sand burning into her knees as she scoots herself closer, she eagerly pap paps onto her tapa skirt, widened brown eyes searching for a sort of understanding to this Umiko. “ saahn sheen,” she repeats, vivid excitement in the way her shoulders bounce and her hands once again clap against her thighs.

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I can hear it now like I heard it then Instagram

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noctis.

❝Well I’m for sure not from here as you can tell. Uh no I can assure you that I did not hit my head on anything. Rich guy? I didn’t lose my parents, I just don’t know how I got here or where I’m even at. I don’t need anyone to hold my hand thank you very much.❞

          ❝ ── you fo’ real. shit. look. you get white skin, you gonna stick out a lot ‘round these parts. brah, of all da t’ings dat wash up on sho’, i get one foreigner. aysus !! mea au i hana, bringin’ in a palagi. ‘n just eff wai ai? you on maui.❞

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Kopa groaned a little as he coughed, he was soaking wet as he had washed up on some sort of island. He weakly got to his paws and looked around " w-where am I?" He asked softly as he still felt a little weak. He tried walking forward but his legs felt heavy and he collapsed.

a timid voice alerts her of a presence from her casual dancing along the shore’s waves. it’s quiet, just barely heard over the gentle crashing of the ocean, so she draws her brows in caution, a spin on her heels, until the sight beholds her with a wide surprise.          ❝ aue !! o laititi. hele mai, hele mai.❞her movements are slow in approaching the poor, sodden cub, taking caution not to alarm it. ❝ fa’amolemole ── aua e te popole i se mea e tasi,❞ voice tender & fingers combing through sea-fared fur. 

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noctis.

❝I don’t expect you to believe me. Besides, why would I need to lie about something about being royalty? Not exactly. It’s complicated, but I swear that I am a Prince. I should ask where I am and who you are.❞

          ❝ now i’m really startin’ to question where you from. you hit your head on reef or somethin’? look. i ain’t got time to be helpin’ out some rich guy who lost his parents. ask someone else to hold your hand.❞

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aurora.

Aurora let out a cough as she ran out of the smoking ship of hers, appearing as a small cottage. She tried her best to fan to get the smoke out as much as possible. But with the machine broken down, there was no way she could leave this island for a few days.

“Great!” She huffed, kicking the sand. Sitting down on it. It took her a few moments to notice the girl who was armed with an oar. By this, she gasped and jumped back slightly by surprised. But then she studied her carefully, still remaining where she was. 

just as the stranger jumps away, moana does likewise; really. she may be fearless, but she can stand her guard. with no actual comeback or some sort of reply, she jabs the oar’s point in the air towards the palagi. & tries again. l o u d e r.            ❝ ko ai ô?!❞