08-10-2020, 09:48 AM
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[table][tr][td][/td][td][/td][td][/td][/tr][/table][abbr=adhd // water + air elementals // sea demigod // fawn somali cat]*･ﾟ✧ / BETA / 08 MONTHS[/abbr]
ooc human au because waterbending is more fun that way
Georgia couldn't be more bored; the influx of joiners had ceased within The Typhoon, and while she hated having to turn around at every moment to greet a stranger, she hated having nothing to do even more. There was a certain quality of boredom that bothered her ceaselessly - it itched and pushed against nothing in particular, making it incredibly difficult to scratch. She wanted to engage her mentor, Goldie, but hadn't had the luxury of physical training with the Typhoon captain since she had joined. Goldie had been wounded and carrying - and though, even now she was no longer pregnant, she was still recovering. As impatient as Georgia was, she could never ask her to spar in her state. It would be stupid.
Her next goal then became to find Paola - possibly Calem. Paola because she seemed to be a decent fighter; she would seek out Calem because she knew he could control the wind, like her, and because she still wanted to pulverize him. Unfortunately, Geo hadn't seen him since his joining, and didn't care to put in the effort to find him. Paola wasn't anywhere she could find, either.
Letting out a groan of disdain and boredom, Georgia flopped down on her back, sand clinging to her messy hair. Her fingers fiddled about with the small dunes she pulled together while the ocean splashed her feet. "God - fuck, I'm bored." She whined to the sky, pouting.
Georgia couldn't be more bored; the influx of joiners had ceased within The Typhoon, and while she hated having to turn around at every moment to greet a stranger, she hated having nothing to do even more. There was a certain quality of boredom that bothered her ceaselessly - it itched and pushed against nothing in particular, making it incredibly difficult to scratch. She wanted to engage her mentor, Goldie, but hadn't had the luxury of physical training with the Typhoon captain since she had joined. Goldie had been wounded and carrying - and though, even now she was no longer pregnant, she was still recovering. As impatient as Georgia was, she could never ask her to spar in her state. It would be stupid.
Her next goal then became to find Paola - possibly Calem. Paola because she seemed to be a decent fighter; she would seek out Calem because she knew he could control the wind, like her, and because she still wanted to pulverize him. Unfortunately, Geo hadn't seen him since his joining, and didn't care to put in the effort to find him. Paola wasn't anywhere she could find, either.
Letting out a groan of disdain and boredom, Georgia flopped down on her back, sand clinging to her messy hair. Her fingers fiddled about with the small dunes she pulled together while the ocean splashed her feet. "God - fuck, I'm bored." She whined to the sky, pouting.
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