dancing among the waves

Selena Kanoa Citizen of the Pelago Islands (for now) 34,320G in the bank Pirate Dancer Stripper Better than you

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Snow No || Rock & Selena

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Selena sat on a large piece of bone white driftwood and stared toward the horizon, listening to the waves gently lapping at the shore. While this would usually bring her piece, today was another story. It was bitterly cold in both Leuda and Arcadia, which were covered in the remains of the snowfall a couple days ago. Selena hated the cold. Usually, she would sail from hemisphere to hemisphere when the weather turned chilly to follow the promise of warmer weather. This winter she had to stay put to keep gathering information about a certain band of pirates that had caused her so much grief. It only fueled her harsh feelings toward the drop in temperature.

The redhead wrinkled her nose to make sure she could still feel it and stood up to stretch. If she got too stiff, she wouldn’t be able to dance well later that night. It didn’t help that she was wearing a shirt that exposed her belly under her coat, but she honestly didn’t feel like changing when she got to work.

Stuffing her hands firmly into her pockets once again, the woman turned to head back to her ship when she spotted a blond head in the distance. When had Selena ever turned away from annoying a stranger? Besides, she decided that anyone else that had the dedication to visit the beach in the winter deserved a chance.

Her hips swayed in the usual way as she made her way over to the man, somehow managing to mask her grimace with a smirk, and nodded at him. “I see someone else is as crazy as I am. Name’s Selena. What brings you out into the hell that is winter? If you’re not busy, how about you entertain me, hm?”

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Activity Check || 12/19/16

No rent cause she lives on her ship~

[+2,000G] for being a part of the Pirate’s Den

[+1,000G] for working at Eros

[+1,000G] for dancing at the Velvet Room

[+2,500G] Being the boss of the Pirate’s Den

[+1,000G] Being the owner of the Pirate’s Den

[+500G] For updating your Biography / Diary pages.

[+500G] For updating your info in the Character Information doc.

Earnings: 8,500G Wallet: 45,820G

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Contemplating the Navel - Paolo & Selena

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Paolo let himself be tugged along by Selena and tried not to walk too fast so she could keep up more easily, and immediately when they entered the clothing store and Paolo was pushed away into the men’s section, he just looked completely lost.

It wasn’t that Paolo hadn’t ever picked clothes out on his own before… but more that he hadn’t had such an uncolorful selection to choose from. As he browsed through the aisles, picking up something every now and then and looking at it against himself, he came to the realization that he probably shouldn’t be looking at everything so critically, because he was going to be back to normal in not too long. He should be, anyway.

Keeping that in mind, Paolo just went for something that fit and that he didn’t hate too much, and then went to the changing room to see if everything fit alright and wasn’t too tight or loose fitting.

After he made sure everything had fit alright, he went out to find Selena. Surely the workers at the store wouldn’t mind terribly if he wore the outfit out of the store after they payed. When he found her, he tapped her on the shoulder. “How do I look?” he asked.

Selena was glad that Paolo had finally found something. She was getting bored and was abstaining from going to look at the lingerie for the boy’s sake. Turning to glance at him, her face lit up. She felt like some proud older sister or something, a feeling that made her both elated and a tad uncomfortable. Long term connections didn’t really suit her well.

Shaking off the feelings, she nodded in approval. “Not too shabby, guppy. You’re gonna be a real looker before you know it. I bet whatever girl you have your eye on is gonna swoon.” She gave him a teasing wink and a light punch in the shoulder, which was much higher than usual. “Just remind me to bring a step ladder when we hang out, okay?”

She laughed and led the way to the counter. She paid the cashier the 3,000G she owed and hurried out the door, eager to see what would happen next. “So, what were you planning on doing after you got that big? From the sight of your belly button, I’m guessing you might not have actually had one, huh?” She smirked at the boy, tilting her head as she waited for an answer.

[@ncnami: paid 3,000G for a set of men’s casual clothes]

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Bored||Open

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“I’m sure they are,” Paolo said, oblivious to the woman’s wistful tone as she talked about the tide pool from her childhood.

“Oh, what kind do you think it is?” Paolo inquired, looking at the shell in the woman’s hand. “I didn’t bring my shell book with me but I can figure out later!”

Selena smiled at the kid. A bittersweet feeling was taking root in her chest. He reminded her of her own childhood and was also allowing her to relive a small part of it. He had no clue what was going on, but it was a kindness Selena appreciated.

“I wish I had owned a shell book at your age, guppy,” she replied with a grin, shrugging off the sentiments. “Hm...” She looked at it for a long while before saying, “That would be a sea comb. Some say that mermaids brush their hair with these. Apparently, we find the combs they lose here on the shore.”

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The Pirate || Dylas & Selena

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Dylas was so far into his mindful fishing that he didn’t notice the bold woman until she was right there sitting next to him. He flinched and blinked at her as she threw questions at him.

“Wh—-” Wh-What the hell? S-Selena? Who the hell is this? And why today? He continued to give her a bewildered look as he quickly tried to figure out what her deal was. She…. kinda looks like… a pirate. And judging by her bold demeanor, maybe he didn’t have to fake nice like usual.

“What’s my deal? The hell is your deal?” He knew she was probably asking about his ears and tail, but generally, people didn’t ask him so… straight-forward. “I’m fishing. That’s the deal,” he huffed and his left ear turned downwards in irritation. So much for a quiet day.

Selena let out a boisterous laugh; she appreciated spunk even when the attitude was directed toward her. Not only did she appreciate it, it egged her on even further. Resisting the urged to poke on of his ears, Selena pulled off her shirt, revealing the bikini top underneath. She might as well tan a bit.

“Sorry, man, I didn’t know you couldn’t multitask.” She tilted her head as she watched the bobber floating in the water. “I’ve never been one for fishing. Too tedious for me. I guess I’m not patient enough for it. I mean, I can do it if I have to, but I tend to avoid it when I can.” She smiled at a faint memory of her father teaching her how to fish.

“So, what d’you enjoy so much about it? You don’t seem to have the temperament for it,” she asked. “Wait...” She squinted at the horse-man. “Aren’t horses supposed to like carrots and sugar cubes? What’s a guy like you need with fish?”

[valldelalba]

Textmergency || Open

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Muffy squeaked out in horror when she looked at her phone, expecting a reply from her friend, seeing something from a complete stranger. Selena. Well, at least she wasn’t being rude about it, and Muffy supposed she didn’t have a great deal to lose from this.

[text] I’m so sorry!! Clearly I need to check the number before I send messages.

[text] Wow! You’re such a good sport. Sure, I’d love that. And really? Wow. I think we’re going to get along great.

Selena waited at the door for this Muffy to arrive. She sounded like someone Selena could get along with, at least. Muffy had to have some sort of adventurous spirit or she wouldn’t have agreed to meet some random stranger. Granted, they were meeting in a public place, but it still wasn’t the safest course of action.

Running a hand through her hair, she glanced around and spotted someone who was obviously looking for someone. And, while plenty of people met up at the night club, most of them found each other inside. A smile gracing her lips, Selena sauntered over to the blonde. “Hey, this is a wild guess, but you’re Muffy, right? I’m Selena, the random ass person you texted.” She let out a laugh and hoped that her instincts were correct.

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[🍸] Drinks || Max & Selena

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[♫] —- “I suppose you have a point.” Max often forgot about her other profession, which was strange, considering he went to the Velvet Room frequently. Though he never did pay too much attention to the exotic dancers when he did; the times he did decide to watch a show or two, Selena was always mysteriously absent from the performances. Peculiarly lucky coincidences for him, to be sure.

He scoffs at her compliment, the noise sounding largely unamused. Max, being the sort of man he was, loved it when people made note of his amazing qualities and devilishly handsome looks, but hearing such things from Selena only irritated him. He wouldn’t doubt the legitimacy of her words, if it weren’t for the fact that most things she said always came off as sounding so insincere.

“Of course I am. And I’m only doing my job, so please don’t make it into anything it isn’t,Madame Pirate.” The last two words are voiced with thinly veiled contempt, as pirates and thieves were the sorts of people Max disliked most of all– especially when they stole from him. “Hah, me try to get it back? Please.”

He pours her glass of wine and slides it over to her with a short laugh. “That, my dear thief, is an invitation into the lion’s den, and I am not fool enough to run headlong into such a trap.”Though he was apparently fool enough to be tricked and stolen from in the first place. Of course. “I wouldn’t want anything touched by your tainted hands, anyway.”

Max may as well have been whispering sweet nothings into her ear. Something about the bitterness of a lover scorned tickled Selena to no end. Was she a horrible person? Most definitely. But that had never mattered to her. At least she admitted that she had a problem and faced her demons, even if a year or two later.

“Oh, Maxie, you don’t have to put on airs for little old me! As much as you may despise me, you can’t help but like what you see. Besides, you’re a gentleman, aren’t you? Could you truly deny a lady a drink? It’s the principle of the thing, love.” She batted her eyelashes at him and held back a sneer. He was so much fun to tease.

Picking up the glass, she took a sip, licking the excess off of her lip. “Darling, why would I hurt a pretty face like yours? I don’t have a death wish.” Taking another drink, she tilted her head to the side and watched the wine swirl around in the glass. “Your family would have my head on a stake within the week. I just want a little fun, that’s all. Your painting is still priceless, even after my grubby paws handled it.”

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Activity Check || 10/22/16

No rent cause she lives on her ship~

[+2,000G] for being a part of the Pirate’s Den

[+1,000G] for working at Eros

[+1,000G] for dancing at the Velvet Room

[+500G] For updating your Biography / Diary pages.

[+500G] For updating your info in the Character Information doc.

Earnings: 5,000G Wallet: 37,320G

[theperfectheir]

[🍸] Drinks || Max & Selena

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[♫] —- It wasn’t often Max worked so closely with the customers, considering his status as employer, but he didn’t mind it every once in a while. He rather enjoyed speaking with the customers, and getting a clearer glimpse into their worlds.

After serving one customer their order and chatting them up a bit, he turns to attend to the person he noticed arriving in his peripheral vision, lips set into a charming smile as he turns and–

–nearly drops the glass he had been holding out of complete shock.

This woman. It had been a while since he last saw her, but there was no mistaking that smirk or curvaceous figure. A former lover – nothing more than a fling, really – as well as the woman who had the gall to steal from him afterwards. Max was not one to hold hate for anyone in his heart, but he certainly held no love or fond feelings for her.

“…Selena.” He says simply, smile falling as his eyes scan her and take note of her current state of dress. The sight wasn’t exactly an unpleasant one, but considering where she was, Max couldn’t help but give a look of disapproval. “Quite the unabashed individual, aren’t you? I see nothing has changed.”

The man sets the glass down on the counter then, resisting the urge to sigh. “But, I digress… you have an order, yes? What will it be?”

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New Balance: 133,384G

Aw... Selena noticed his smile disappear and pouted; he wasn’t nearly as excited to see her as he should have been.

“Of course not, Maxie. Why hide myself when half of the island has seen more of me than this at the Velvet Room?” she asked, letting the smirk return to her face as she unabashedly raked her eyes over his body.

“You’re still as radiant as ever, huh, Monsieur De Sainte-Coquille?” she purred, winking before turning to look at the menu. “Getting right to the point are we? Hm... I’ll take a glass of Red Muscato. Is this you playing manager or offering to buy me a drink?”

Leaning on the counter, Selena looked around at the people in the cafe. Some were staring, others were oblivious to her presence. It was a bathhouse, so she was surprised more people weren’t taking advantage of the attire - or lack thereof.

“Ooh, by the way, I still have that glorious painting hanging on my wall. I thought it would be a pity to sell it.” Her voice was laced with poison and honey as she spoke. “It might be fun if you tried to get it back...” Nothing had kept her sword sharp lately, and training could only do so much...

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😓

Selena hadn’t been to a carpentry in ages. She hadn’t needed to; all the furniture on her ship was as sturdy as her crew. And, while that was true, it was hard for her bedside table to stand up to a sword slicing through its leg. There went another good portion of her paychecks.

Sighing as she recalled the training mishap, the woman opened the door to the shop and found a familiar face at the counter. Oh fuck… Wasn’t he one of the ones she slept with? If she recalled, he was especially clingy. Usually, she’d be more than happy to tease one of her old flings, but today all she really wanted was to get in, get the table, and get to work on time.

Approaching the counter, she batted her eyelashes at the man and shifted her weight to one side. “Hey, I’m sorry, but what was your name again?” she asked, an innocent smile plastered on her face.

Okay… Maybe she was still in the mood for a little fun…

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🍸

Selena had been working herself to the bone. It wasn’t unlike Selena to want to excel at work, especially when work involved dancing, but she had been going above and beyond lately. Her crew had noticed, too. They hadn’t had a pirating job in months, so Selena was doing everything she could to be able to provide for her little band. Knowing this, the crew of The Moon Goddess chipped in a bit of their earnings to buy their boss a day at Minera Hot Springs. (1,200G to Max for an hour session in the Mixed Open Air Bath)

Selena couldn’t believe how soft they had all gotten over the years, though it did make her feel all gross and fuzzy on the inside. She enjoyed the hell out of the bath, but it was over much to soon. As she wrapped herself in a towel to spare those who didn’t want to see her nude, she told herself that she would do this sort of thing more often.

Even though she was decent enough to wrap herself in a towel, she was too lazy to put her clothes back on, so she decided to just go to the bath’s cafe until she dried. The worst thing they could do was yell at her, anyway. All she wanted was some wine.

As she walked over to the counter, she spotted one of her old marks. Max, wasn’t it? She couldn’t forget the air he had about him, nor could she forget the way he would remind people of his name at least five times within one conversation. A smirk graced her lips as she approached the counter, waiting for him to notice her. This would be fun.

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Symbol Starters~

Send ☔ for our muses to share an umbrella on a rainy day.

Send 📱 for my muse to send yours a random text.

Send 📞 for my muse to call yours.

Send ✞ for our muses to meet in an empty church.

Send ⚔ to challenge my muse to a duel.

Send 😢 for my muse to comfort you.

Send 🌸 to receive flowers from my muse.

Send ☁ for our muses to watch the clouds together.

Send ⌚ to ask my muse what time it is.

Send ℃ for my muse to discuss the temperature with yours.

Send 👻 to tell ghost stories with my muse.

Send 🐩 to play with my muse’s pet (or have my muse play with yours).

Send 😘 to see my muse’s reaction to yours flirting with them.

Send 💅 to do my muse’s nails.

Send 🐎 for our muses to go horse riding together.

Send 📺 for our muses to have a TV/movie night.

Send 🍸 for our muses to have a drink together.

Send 💪 for our muses to workout together.

Send 💤 to wake my muse up from their nap.

Send 🍔 for our muses to have lunch together.

Send 💢 for my muse to get mad at yours for something they did.

Send 😓 for my muse to apologize to yours for something they did.

Send 💖 for my muse to tell yours who they currently have a crush on.

Send 💘 for my muse to ask yours who they have a crush on.

Send 💋 to randomly kiss my muse.

Send 🎃 to carve pumpkins with my muse.

Send 🎁 for my muse to give yours a gift.

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Bored||Open

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“Hmm… I guess that makes sense,” Paolo said as he came beside Selena near the edge of a tidal pool. Paolo looked around the edge of the pool, seeing it teeming with aquatic life.

“Whoa…” Paolo breathed as he looked around. “I’ve never seen so many in one place!”

Selena grinned at his reaction and nodded. “Yeah, it’s a pretty neat place. My captain showed me this one, and he’s kinda my mentor, so this is somewhat of a tradition I guess.” She patted the boy on the head before continuing. “We had lots of tide pools where I come from. You wouldn’t believe it. I’ve never seen so many different animals a plants in one place.”

Selena sighed and shoved away the feelings that twisted her heart. “I bet they’re probably flourishing now more than ever.” She knelt down by the deeper one and stuck her hand, grabbing a weird looking shell. “Here’s something for your bucket, guppy.”

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Contemplating the Navel - Paolo & Selena

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Paolo cringed a little bit when Selena poked him in the gut, it was a little sensitive. “Ahh… it’s… a very long story, mi–err, Selena,” Paolo said, rubbing his head. He was constantly forgetting the woman didn’t like being called ‘Miss’, even now.

Paolo crossed his arms over his chest, knowing full well it wouldn’t actually do anything to cover himself, but still doing it anyway because he wasn’t sure what else he should do with them as he looked down at the woman. He cleared his throat before speaking again. “I would really appreciate that,” he said.

Selena grinned as the boy struggled with how he should address her. At least whatever it was that he got into didn’t make his mind more mature. That would make this whole thing a little harder to handle. Besides, teenagers could be annoying sometimes...

Snickering a bit as Paolo crossed his arms, she slipped her hand under his arm, which was much higher than usual, and led him down the alley. She’d take him down the back roads so that he wouldn’t be gawked at.

Thankfully, they were pretty close to Peony Clothing, so it didn’t take them long to arrive at their destination, though Selena had a bit of a tough time keeping with Paolo’s stride. She slipped him in quickly and pushed him toward the men’s section. “You’re too scrawny for anything from my ship, so go pick out an outfit from the casual section. It’s my treat, guppy.” She stuck out her tongue at him before going to browse in the women’s section.

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Activity Check ~ 10/8/16

No rent cause she lives on her ship~

[+2,000G] for being a part of the Pirate’s Den

[+1,000G] for dancing at the Blue Horseshoe

[+1,000G] for dancing at the Velvet Room

[+500G] For updating your Biography / Diary pages.

[+500G] For updating your info in the Character Information doc.

Earnings: 5,000G Wallet: 32,230G

[valldelalba]

Textmergency || Open

Muffy was on the island of Leuda for work, having wrapped all her shooting earlier that day she figured it was a good time to get in touch with some friends from the island and see about arranging a dinner or some kind of event so she could catch up with them.

[text] Hey! It’s Muffy, are you free later?

[text] Let’s go out! We can go for dinner or maybe even to the Velvet Room? It’s up to you. Let me know!

Little did the blonde notice that she input the incorrect number. Who would get her text now?

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Selena wasn’t on her phone much, but she definitely still had one in case of emergencies. The little devices came in handy, but she much preferred being in the here and now rather than drawn into the little thing’s spell. A bout with one of those puzzle apps made her realize how addicting it was for her.

However, she wasn’t surprised when her phone buzzed. Thinking it was just a crew member, she opened the messaged and raised and eyebrow in surprise. This might be fun.

[text] Hey there, Muffy. I’m not sure we’ve actually met.

[text] Name’s Selena, and I’m up for hanging out anyway. I’m always down for the Velvet Room. I might even be able to get them to waive your entrance fee.

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Need a Drink? || Open to Multiple

Selena was taking a break after one of her more involved performances at the Velvet Room as she always did. The bartender knew her habits by now and had placed her drink of choice at her favorite stool. Even the more regular patrons had caught on to her little tradition, which made her smirk. She loved when people paid that much attention to her. That is why she had this job, after all.

Perching on the stool, she took a long swig of her drink and sighed as it warmed her throat and belly. Aqua never shirked on the quality of alcohol in this bar. Usually, there was someone to entertain her, but she didn’t have anyone sitting next to her. Pouting, she took another sip of her drink.

Her mood lifted when some unsuspecting patron plopped down right next to her. Delighted, she gave them a seductive smile and touched their arm lightly. “You look like you need a drink, love,” she purred, hoping that they would decide to stay and chat for a while.