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gonna fuck your shit up son { sal }
Fate has a funny way of creeping up on you. Here he thought he was far away from marine activity, and here he is. Neighbored with another creature of the sea-- a shark, no less.
This realization hit him on his way back to the dormitory. He couldn't shake off the scent-- a scent of a familiar species. Now, he's certain that because of the nature of this school, the chances of an outsider wandering in right under his nose were slim to none. Already, he's made it a point to survey the island, to size up the population to the best of his ability. How this had escaped his radar is beyond him.
Clawed digits reached to wrap around the dormitory's knob with the intention of pushing the door open. A similar action would take place at the room to his left, by the bearer of that inviting scent. Brows lifted, dull eyes shifting focus with his head swiveling in a similar direction.
Oho?
A human-- humanoid with a similar disposition as he, a similar aquatic build befitting more a shark than a whale. A shark.
Haha. What luck, to be neighbored with a shark!
A less-than-inviting smile plays on the orca's lips, hand lifting from the knob, instead his shoulder pressing on the door's frame, supporting his casual lean. "Hey." He lifts his hand, giving the albino a hap-hazard wave. "Howdy, neighbor. Could I trouble ya for a cup of sugar? Haha. Nah, just a little chit-chat'll be fine."