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[ ♥ ] — Felicity sighs contently to herself as she sits on the sun deck of the Frying Pan, enjoy the crisp ocean breeze through her hair as she finishes up what was probably her fifth ordered meal within the last hour alone. 

The waitress had been dining on the ship for the last couple of hours, not in her capacity as a food critic, but rather as an act of leisure. She hadn’t gotten the chance to visit the ship restaurant yet, and since she had some time off of work today, Felicity decided to use this rare free time to come and finally check it out for herself.

And what a wonderful decision it had been. The food here was delicious--- so much so that she just couldn’t get enough of it! She wanted to order even more, perhaps maybe move on to the dessert course, but even Felicity knew she needed to exercise restraint. Everything was better in moderation, and she needn’t exceed her limits.

By the time Felicity’s finishing up her current meal, the sun was already starting to set, covering the ocean and boat in a warm, gentle glow. She smiles at the sight, and then pulls up the Frying Pan’s information on her phone. If she was reading the operating hours right, then the employees should be having an hour break around this time. 

Camping Trip 2018 (expedition, incomplete)

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At the maid café, there were several hard-working co-workers and Laney was glad to be a part of the team. Since today's the Flower Festival, she decided to give them a token of her appreciation. She had a white calla lily and a red alstroemeria tied together in a pretty bow with a red satin ribbon. She handed them to each of her co-workers with a grin.

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Early in the morning when she got to work, Sonja had a bright and cheerful grin on her face. It was the Flower Festival! And she would be giving flowers to everyone she knew! Or at least, as much as her wallet could handle anyways.

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If someone were to ever ask Iluka if she planned on living with someone other than her sister when she decided to move back, she would have laughed in their face. She had grown used to living alone and now preferred it, though she would make the exception for her twin. But, when she had heard from Kai that he slept on his boat, her motherly instincts kicked in and she could not allow it. It didn’t seem safe or comfortable and he was like a brother to her, so his safety was a main concern of hers.

After all, he was her Ludus 2.0. Not quiet him, but close enough.

There was also a bonus to having him move in with her: in return for not paying her rent, he would have to help with anything around the house that she needed. Again, Ludus 2.0. When she thought about it, it was not too different from how she treated him before, but now he had less of a reason to tell her no. It was perfect!

“You better wash up before sitting at the table.”

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The matter of his hair was...was still questionable, to say the least. Elliott had taken to avoiding the mirrors in his house, even as it made Angela watch him too closely, and only after he realized how exhausted Chase looked and sounded every time he checked in with Elliott while running these two simultaneous restaurants did he decide that...well, ultimately, something had to change. Fears had to be faced. A balance needed to be found again.

It wasn’t about the hair. He knew that logically. He understood it. But...but it was better to put blame on that. Better to focus on it than the fears lurking deep inside of himself.

Regardless, he had to get out of the house, if only so Chase didn’t give him that look when he saw him next and had to confess that he’d worked from home every day that week again. He had to. And the beach had always been soothing.

Just after the sun had kissed the sky, Elliott found himself at the beach, shirt quietly discarded on the ground, his bare feet digging into the sand, as he slowly took himself through a form. It was a simple one, with just enough flair to get his muscles pumping. Nothing too extreme. He’d ease more into his capoiera later. For now, just the steady, building pace of orchestrated punches and kicks, until he was moving through it at full speed, sending sand flying with his foot or letting out a sharp, stilted breath when he threw a controlled punch.

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Kai was back in town. Rick had not only heard it through the grapevine, but had seen it with his own two eyes the day before, when he’d been walking through Arcadia, had seen Kai and Popuri laughing together, and had dove behind a building so he wouldn’t be seen.

Rick never said he was smart.

Regardless, he’d avoided contact with Kai for an eternity - since the last time he’d seen him back home, even. They’d never crossed paths here. And, though he was sure that Popuri had to have mentioned Rick’s arrival so many months before, he somehow doubted that Kai even cared.

Regardless...Rick was trying to be better. Trying. And so he ended up on the dock, standing at the foot of the gangplank to The Frying Pan, staring with a scowl at the vessel itself.

Trying was one thing, but the seasickness he remembered being so rampant on his first journey to Arcadia was another thing entirely.

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[🐎] — Deep down, some part of her knew how bad of an idea this was going to be, but her stubbornness and curiosity won out in the end, as it often did. A restaurant on a ship... a restaurant that, according to everyone who went, had some of the most delicious food in the entire archipelago. Boat or no, seasickness or no, how could she pass something like that up?

She figured she would just be there long enough for one meal, and then leave once she was done. But that had been under the impression that the boat would remain docked while they ate-- even if it swayed, a stationary vessel was a lot more bearable than a moving one. She didn’t at all take into account the possibility that it’d be sailing the whole time.

...Which it was, and now instead of ordering or eating, Georgia was in her seat, doubled over as her stomach twisted and turned, head aching as nausea began to take over.