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Post by Nani Pelekai on Mar 9, 2009 0:24:13 GMT -5
[Ursula, that was FANTASTIC!]
Nani was no longer bickering when her pupil so loyally followed her instructions in which he and she were entangled. On hearing his legs kick she could only smile – he was doing splendidly. Now if only he’d lose that fear of drowning, surely, he would have learned a lot faster.
She was oddly patient with him, and cooed comforting words to reinforce his confidence and strength. She smiled warmly as the seconds passed without a shred of doubt for the boy, a chuckle escaping her lips.
Then frightful screams thronged within audible range. For the first time she could see clearly into fear personified, and she squinted her eyes to the figure approaching them from afar. She thought of that woman who had harmed Amelia, and whom she had assaulted.
That laugh! It was this cackle which returned ceaselessly, which alarmed her, which ate into her very sanity, and rendered her helpless beneath the cobalt sky. While this torrent of anguish overturned her better judgment, she somehow pulled Jim to her chest and managed to carry him out of the water against the roaring waves. She held him again as she reached the sandy shore.
“Ursula,” she hissed quietly for Jim to hear, telling the Mistress of the Sea with her eyes that she was in no mood to deal with her; but all the same she was still very much afraid. Ursula had advanced on them, forcing Nani to crawl over Jim’s body, like a mother duck would for its unhatched offspring – except she wasn’t sitting on him. She looked up at Ursula, on the defensive, but evened her tone for their sake:
“Us? Surf? Oh, please!” Nani fibbed, with a nervous chuckle. “Never! Isn’t that right, Barnaby – I mean – Jim?” she quietly kicked the sand with her foot to cover her giant surfboard, keen on protecting him.
“Aw Ursula, it’s been so long!” Nani exclaimed, giving her a frightened smile. “Want some soda? They’re in the cooler! HAH! It’s *MUA* very refreshing!”
“Jim, you’re gonna be OK, I promise.” She whispered, stroking his hair before casting a spell so powerful, so amazing, so freakin' spectacular:
The cookie face was . . . pitifully . . . her only weapon of defense.She really didn't have super powers. ;_;
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Post by ~~Ursula~~ on Mar 9, 2009 0:38:30 GMT -5
Ursula listened to what the Hawaiian had to say...if only for a few seconds. The waves had subsided and the sky had cleared back to it's original crystal color. Nani, however, was in a much darker spot right now. The sea witch looked at her as if she had six heads. Suddenly the sea diva began to chuckle, that chuckle grew into a laugh, and that laugh into a guffaw, "What kind of fool do you take me for...Chicken Little would've been able to make a more convincing argument." She spat sarcastically.
All Ursula did was use her tentacle to tap on the hard surfboard that Nani tried to hide, "My darling...don't ever try to hide anything from me...You obviously have no idea of what I'm capable of and goodness knows that I'm not about show you what I can do...I will say this...be grateful you are friends with the Gypsy." She said bitingly.
When Ursula wanted to push buttons she wouldn't use kid gloves...she was a professional at this, after all, "So why don't you stop the whale nonsense and tell me what it is you are doing on the seas...other than teaching this...." She looked Jim, or as much of Jim as she could see with Nani on top of him, "Child...to ride the waves." She said looking at her nails and holding her trident royally.
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Post by Jim Hawkins on Mar 9, 2009 18:48:32 GMT -5
Jim's eyes opened wide as the sky suddenly darkened and a tornado of water appeared out of the sea. Jim was just about to ask Nani if the circumstances were normal on this crazy planet, when the tornado materialized into a pudgy, tentacled lady...
Jim recognized her from Esmeralda's wedding, although he never had the pleasure of her aquaintance. And something told him that he shouldn't want that aquaintance in the first place.
Jim returned the glare right back at her, whom Nani called Ursula. Nani shoved Jim right behind her, and he surpressed the urge to roll his eyes. She could quit it with the whole "big sister" thing... He could take care of himself, regardless of how afraid Nani seemed of this woman. He was fifteen, and he had been looking after himself since he was eight, ignoring his mom and trying to forget his dad ever existed.
"Who ya calling 'child'?" Jim said tauntingly, stepping out from behind Nani.
Man, that space punk never could learn how to pick his fights...
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Post by Nani Pelekai on Mar 9, 2009 20:51:22 GMT -5
Nani set out to follow the young man with her brown eyes. She had seen the woman's glare, accompanied by the little scowl that escaped her lips, and because of that she remained silent.
"Clopin?" she said, almost to herself as her eyes lingered on Ursula questioningly. The only reason she hadn't handed her butt to her on a platter was because the gypsy liked her?
So she tapped her chin, very thoughtfully, before the beautiful villainess, who questioned their intentions with a dark gaze, hinting mischief and rough play.
And in the points of suspense which she placed after this reticence in her mind, there lay curious ideas. For once she lost her fear and blinked.
"What? Is Clopin your boyfriend or something?" she asked, but her pondering was put to a halt when Jim spat a rather foul remark. She wished she had his guts. Nani felt that she, really, kissed too much butt . . . perhaps she'd learn something.
"He's crazy! He stalks me all the time . . . I don't see why you're even friends with him." She said simply, crossing her arms.
"Oh, and yeah, I lied. I was just surfing . . .probleeemmm?" she answered, finally.
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Post by Clopin Trouillefou on Mar 9, 2009 21:09:39 GMT -5
This remark had furnished Clopin with food for thought. There was certainly both disgust and mockery in that grimace of Nani's. So he shook his head, began to eye her like a disdainful pup, and to follow the young girl, when, at a few steps, which had caused him to near her and the boy, he heard her utter such charming things about him. Clopin came up to the two, wrapped his arms around the Hawaiian and the space punk slyly, and grinned charmingly, bearing a dark, playful glance. His dearest friend had arrived no doubt, and the gypsy greeted her, clicking his tongue. "Why, beautiful as always!" Clopin exclaimed, looking Ursula over with a suggestive glance. "Honestly, you never age a day!" It was Jim's words, armed with venom and foolishness. The gypsy pinched their sides to hint that his darling sea witch was not to be underestimated. " Do be quiet!" Clopin cried shrilly, arching an eyebrow. He grinned maniacally. "I'm sorely tempted to whipping you two with a lasso!...why don't I start now?!" he squealed. Need a hand, Urs?
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Post by ~~Ursula~~ on Mar 9, 2009 23:44:08 GMT -5
Ursula readied her trident for Jim and his smart mouth, when Nani had asked a rather bold question that left the sea witch....speechless, "Wuh-Ah....He.....You don't.....Grrrrr." She growled spewing incoherent nonsense.
She had never really given much thought to....love...of the theory therein. She was never one for such things...even Teagues was a stretch, but he took the love thing a bit too far. Marriage is something that should NOT be for a villain..especially one as highly ranked as the sea diva. When Nani finally brought up what Clopin does Ursula just sharpened her expression, "That just his way of saying that he likes you." She said returning to her usual devious ways...if only for a moment.
"Now as I said before...why are you surfing...just because of it's entertainment value...Darling you're missing...why not try to surf on your own too feet?" She said smiling wickedly.
Of course soon as her wickedness has recomposed...There jumped in Clopin. Ursulas eyes widened and then she toughened up, which wasn't a real stretch. She smiled and slipped into divine deviousness, "Clopin...poopsie...so good of you to join us...we mustn't lurk in shadows...it's Rrrude." She purred out.
"Thank for the compliments darling you aren't looking that bad yourself....and Nani....when I said gypsy...I mean Esmeralda....Clopin is the KING of the gypsies...not just a gypsy." She said pointing out the vary obvious fact.
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Post by Nani Pelekai on Mar 12, 2009 2:12:08 GMT -5
Clopin's fame had spread far and wide. It procured for her, at about the time when she refused the need to see his face again, a visit which she wished never happened. It was in the moment he spoke that she flinched.
He had just arrived, after Ursula mentioned something about his nefarious kind, from behind. His touch was hideous to her, and hinted a decidedly equivocal charm, which strongly resembled that of a snake - or a smiling crocodile. She couldn’t tell anymore.
There then ensued between the gypsy and the girl one of those silent prologues which, in accordance with etiquette, at that moment preceded all silent conversations between enemies, and which did not prevent her from detesting him in the most amiable manner in the world.
“Don’t you dare lay a finger on Jim’s head, or so help me I’ll . . .” she scolded the gypsy, but paused at the sight of Ursula.
Nani narrowed her eyes as the Sea Witch corrected her with an educated air. If only she knew magic! Ohhhh! She would have turned Ursula into a little frog by now, complete with a little bonnet slapped on her head! Perhaps she’d make frog soup out of her and sell her to Princess Tiana (I know the movie isn’t out yet XD). They’d have to rename the movie to The Frog Soup!
Her anger leveled, and she was no longer glaring; rather, she was now stifling laughter. “King of the Gypsies? Like that’s something to be proud of.” Nani snorted, crossing her arms.
Oh snap, she pulled a Jim Hawkins.
Why couldn’t she just stop being such a priss?
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Post by Jim Hawkins on Mar 13, 2009 17:26:29 GMT -5
"Clopin, you little player, you!" Jim laughed, his own immaturity getting the better of him. "Stalking Nani and Ursula? How do you find time? Especially since Nani would never give you the time of day."
Jim turned back to Ursula. "And what's it to ya if we're surfing?" Or at least trying to... Jim didn't feel to pressured to admit that he could barely swim.
The Montressorian gave the gypsy and the sea witch the cold-shoulder as he strode over to the surfboard and picked it up. "Nani, you wanna try it with the board now? I think I've got it... I could see what you were doing in the water." Jim hinted that he was talking about swimming, not surfing.
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Post by Clopin Trouillefou on Mar 17, 2009 13:12:58 GMT -5
“Hmm,” was all he could utter, arching a thick eyebrow. The boy had hit a tender spot. She would never give him the time of day, eh? It was true.
Clopin watched armed with a questionable air. The audacious boy had passed by the woman without so much as a hint of fear in his voice; he was stirring trouble for himself, and he was obviously a hair away from death. The young child had no idea, did he?
“I wouldn’t go against Ursula’s wishes if I were you, little one,” he cooed, appearing beside the boy, as he wrapped a lanky arm around him. “Reconsider your activities, and perhaps the dear will go easy on you.”
He tsked at Nani. “Me? Harm him? Ooooh! HAH! Perish the thought!” he exclaimed, with a sneer. “I’m willing to make you suffer, though. Mayhaps you’d like a dagger to the back? I rather fancy the idea of cutting you open – truly!”
He flipped his dagger teasingly, shivering with twisted delight.
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Post by ~~Ursula~~ on Mar 18, 2009 14:21:24 GMT -5
She aimed a finger at Nani's mouth and fired a little water in it to shut her up, "Sometimes even the smallest gulp of water can shut the biggest of mouths." Ursula said with a light chuckle.
And Jim was no better, "I could hold your tongue, but I'm afraid I can't tame a savage beast." She said zapping Jims behind with a little lightning as he walked on by.
"You want me to exaplin why I don't want you to be on the waters?...I don't like insubordinates on my waters...and those waters are my own." She said with a smile.
When he asked Nani the question completely giving Clopin and the sea diva the brush...Ursula just pulled her hand in and a large wave smacked into Jim. Ursula simply rolled her eyes, "Ignoring a water controller when we're right by an ocean...Jim your stupidity matches that of Smee." She said with a loud laugh.
"Clopin my darling...don't try to enlighten him...he'll just dig a hole further and further into the ground...and no one will help him out when I push him in." She said with a teasingly wicked chuckle.
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Post by Clopin Trouillefou on Mar 26, 2009 16:57:00 GMT -5
Whose turn is it to post? XD
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Post by Jim Hawkins on Mar 26, 2009 16:57:53 GMT -5
*shrugs* Nani's, I think.
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Post by Clopin Trouillefou on Mar 26, 2009 17:00:36 GMT -5
NANI, GET YOUR ARSE OVER HERE!
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Post by Nani Pelekai on Mar 26, 2009 17:33:14 GMT -5
[My turn? Oops. XD]
The hand spewing water invaded her mouth, leaving her breathless, without much air. It was dangerous to remain like this in silence, where she was choking like a fish out of water. She spit it back out, this time in the witch’s direction, lacking the common sense to desist.
Did Ursula just strike at her boy? With lightning and a giant wave? Hell naw.
"Hey! If anyone’s gonna fry Jim’s giant behind, it’s me!" he yelled, her fists balled up in rage. She stomped over to the boy, shunning the witch’s warnings and helped him on his feet.
“His butt is my property, sea hogger (Urs).” She snapped, clearly losing her temper. “And don’t you dare touch me, you lasso-licker (Clop). Or I’m gonna hit you two with my surfboard, you hear?”
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Post by Jim Hawkins on Mar 27, 2009 14:25:47 GMT -5
Jim yelped as a stabbing pain hit him in the backside, followed by a freak wave from the ocean. Jim was knocked on his poor, abused butt. As the water cleared, Jim blinked the stinging salthingyer out of his eyes and spat out a mouthful of seaweed.
Jim accepted Nani's help in getting back up, rubbing his tender behind... Which was apparently Nani's property now. He joined Nani in spouting insults, his a bit more vulgar. Still that sea witch deserved it. Jim would never submit to being treated like a stupid kid.
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