Backdated to the weekend Beach Party and Birthday Log! \o/

[fierybluebird]

[Marco runs around setting everything up. There's platters of food laid out -- more than enough and some extra as a habit from dealing with Ace and 1600 pirates, a boombox with tons of music, beach volleyball set up, a campfire, and according to Selphie and Marco, fireworks for later. GO NUTS. There will be some threads set up, but you can make your own or do anything! Just remember if the thread gets wild, mark it as NSFW.]

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[om_nom_namur]

[It's the big 8 plastered on the side of his neck that gives it away.]

Y' a good swimmer?

[corruptedsouls]

[Something like that. Tobias beams a little, though.]

Yeah! I really like it too. Swimming's a lot of fun!

[om_nom_namur]

That it is, smolt! That it is.

[He's beginning to think smolt might not be the right term for this one, though.]

Y' new here 'r jus' someone I ain't met yet?

[corruptedsouls]

[Oh, right! He hasn't actually talked to Namur before now.]

I'm Tobias! Marco's my Dad! You're Uncle Namur, right?

[om_nom_namur]

[Namur barely blinks, and half chuckles.]

Oh they found y' huh? Y' little shit, Marco was all mopin' 'round thinkin' y'd left. Where were y' hidin'?

[corruptedsouls]

I got sent home again.

[Tobias just sort of looks at the sand at that, scuffing at it with his foot.]

I didn't mean to go.

[om_nom_namur]

Does anyone?

[Looks at Tobias out of the corner of his eyes, then hunkers down a little, bringing his knees in to cross his legs.]

Look, smolt. Hold yer head up no matter what. If y' chose t' do somethin' stupid, y' learned, right? An' if y' didn't, an' life jus' gave y' shit, then it ain't yer fault. Either way, people's gonna see that y' got her head held high. Let it get all floppy, an' the sharks'll be all over y' like a bleedin' whale.

[corruptedsouls]

[Honestly, Tobias isn't entirely sure what that last part means, but he does understand the first part. And really... that's true, isn't it? He's supposed to be family and help, and if he's just moping around, that doesn't do any of that, does it?

He smiles brightly, nodding firmly and straightening up a bit.]

Right! I can do that!

[After a brief thought:]

Happy birthday!

[om_nom_namur]

Sheheheh thanks! It has been. Never thought I'd make it this long, y' know? So when'd y' get in? I must a missed the announcement.

[corruptedsouls]

Um, just earlier today! I just got settled in my room and cleaned up before I came here.

Sorry. I don't have a present.

[om_nom_namur]

Ah, that's okay, squirt. Ain't gonna fuss me up none. Lots a people don't know me an' that's alright. They're still comin' an' havin' fun 'n' that's good enough.

[corruptedsouls]

I can draw you something tomorrow! I'm really good at it.

[om_nom_namur]

Uh... or do that.

[Namur rubs the back of his head.]

So y' still in school 'r they lettin' y' keep yer rank from before?