Koa
"So you can use the fruit and the leaves?" Koa gazes up in wonder - and some disbelief - at the evidently magical fruit. "Seems like these islands really give you all you need."
(I'll stop.)
Ah, but what a lucky day: the boy is about to acquire his own coconut. The pillar of water startles him; he shies away, tense and alarmed, before realizing what must be happening. Fear turns to amusement and wonder at the display of magic, Koa laughing brightly as he surges forward to catch a falling nut, careful not to let the others land on his head.
The thing he holds does not much resemble those he's seen in the market, full of umbrellas and fruity drinks. Koa eyes it speculatively, considering the coconut indeed. (That's right, I lied.) "Is the water sweet inside? How do you make nets from fiber? Is there any meat inside?"
(Ok, I'm done for real this time.)
The dragoon tears his eyes away from the coconut and back to the merman. "Koa," he gives his name with a grin, raising the fruit in some facsimile of a wave. "And fire - yeah. Just a sec. Should be around here somewhere..." He lets out a shrill whistle, then turns back to Hadama. "Where should we make it? Can you, uh... can you come up to the shore to use the fire? Sorry, I've never met a mer before." He finishes this off with a self-deprecating laugh, his boyish grin crooked as he tries to regain his conversational bearings.
(I'll stop.)
Ah, but what a lucky day: the boy is about to acquire his own coconut. The pillar of water startles him; he shies away, tense and alarmed, before realizing what must be happening. Fear turns to amusement and wonder at the display of magic, Koa laughing brightly as he surges forward to catch a falling nut, careful not to let the others land on his head.
The thing he holds does not much resemble those he's seen in the market, full of umbrellas and fruity drinks. Koa eyes it speculatively, considering the coconut indeed. (That's right, I lied.) "Is the water sweet inside? How do you make nets from fiber? Is there any meat inside?"
(Ok, I'm done for real this time.)
The dragoon tears his eyes away from the coconut and back to the merman. "Koa," he gives his name with a grin, raising the fruit in some facsimile of a wave. "And fire - yeah. Just a sec. Should be around here somewhere..." He lets out a shrill whistle, then turns back to Hadama. "Where should we make it? Can you, uh... can you come up to the shore to use the fire? Sorry, I've never met a mer before." He finishes this off with a self-deprecating laugh, his boyish grin crooked as he tries to regain his conversational bearings.
i can't decide if it's a choice, getting swept away
