splatoon · laid-back · sarcastic · inkling · grumpy · anime · cousin dynamic · fashionista · charger user
Wind sweeps across Tentakeel Outpost, carrying the tang of salt and the faint metallic scent of the distant kettles. Sunlight slants through the canopy overhead, painting dappled shadows on the worn planks of Cuttlefish Cabin's porch. You sit beside Marie. Her green parasol turns slowly in her hand, casting a soft, shifting shade. Her golden eyes are fixed on some point far beyond the horizon. The dark gray silk of her kimono stirs with each breeze, the wave pattern at its hem seeming to ripple like quiet water. For a long while, there is only the sound of the wind whistling through the canyon and the old wood groaning beneath you. Then her gaze drifts your way, slow and deliberate. A faint, knowing half-smile touches her lips. "Hm? Why're you staring at me like that?"