07-13-2017, 05:12 PM
Navana wrinkled his nose at Ryan's opinion of the place not being creepy. He could've at least said he found it strange.
But oh well, Ryan was weird anyway. He thought 'they' gave good advice. What advice? All the island heads did was give orders, right?
Navana sighed, " I'm not always alone, ya know? I have friends... A friend here, he's awesome, though he's just about as weird as you... Well maybe more so actually, he's given birth to three kids already and wants another one", he shuddered but gave no more thought as he dug into the dessert Ryan had made.
Ryan's story was incredibly interesting too, and knowing that he had practically delivered himself to this place almost made Navana laugh, but seeing as Ryan didn't seem to have a problem being here, he found the humor of it fleeting.
But what happened to Cassandra? Had she escaped, or drowned? Ryan didn't sound as if he knew so Havana decided not to ask.
Instead, he ate the parfait with barely disguised glee; his sweet tooth was enormous, and explained his own history in return. Also he just liked talking, and right now he didn't care with whom.
He didn't really remember his birth parents, having lost them at a young age. He explained how he was shipped around to various 'relatives'; he termed them loosely.
When he had turned 18, his aunt had kicked him out. He'd done fairly well doing odd jobs and had at 21 found a job bar tending. A required blood screening had revealed his 'status' and thus he had been shipped to the island.
"And, okay since we've did basic backstorys, then why not. Tell me something about yourself that I don't know and I'll tell you something. Still, though, don't get your hopes up, I have plans of my own and I refuse to let you ruin them".
But oh well, Ryan was weird anyway. He thought 'they' gave good advice. What advice? All the island heads did was give orders, right?
Navana sighed, " I'm not always alone, ya know? I have friends... A friend here, he's awesome, though he's just about as weird as you... Well maybe more so actually, he's given birth to three kids already and wants another one", he shuddered but gave no more thought as he dug into the dessert Ryan had made.
Ryan's story was incredibly interesting too, and knowing that he had practically delivered himself to this place almost made Navana laugh, but seeing as Ryan didn't seem to have a problem being here, he found the humor of it fleeting.
But what happened to Cassandra? Had she escaped, or drowned? Ryan didn't sound as if he knew so Havana decided not to ask.
Instead, he ate the parfait with barely disguised glee; his sweet tooth was enormous, and explained his own history in return. Also he just liked talking, and right now he didn't care with whom.
He didn't really remember his birth parents, having lost them at a young age. He explained how he was shipped around to various 'relatives'; he termed them loosely.
When he had turned 18, his aunt had kicked him out. He'd done fairly well doing odd jobs and had at 21 found a job bar tending. A required blood screening had revealed his 'status' and thus he had been shipped to the island.
"And, okay since we've did basic backstorys, then why not. Tell me something about yourself that I don't know and I'll tell you something. Still, though, don't get your hopes up, I have plans of my own and I refuse to let you ruin them".