Private Finished [AGoDR] The Waterfront

Ailbhe looked down at the message she had received not long prior. At first she considered ignoring it, but remembering her nigh usless abilities. She could only swim better, and shift if she had her seal skin. Even now she didn’t have it, so she couldn’t even shift. She was basically in this for the abilities they advertised.

She wore casual clothing rather than her usual pirate clothes. She had her free hand in her pocket, and the message in her other. She tapped it against her thigh as she came to a stop. Now, who is she looking for? She didn’t know who exactly she would deal with for this. She sighed then started to him to herself, her foot tapped the ground as she waited.

@Demonicmuffin @Emy

“Should be about time.” Gulliver laughed excitedly, his mouth opening impossibly wide, putting his tea cup down and throwing a wad of cash on the cafe table, far too much for a cup of tea. Still, even that was just a meager sum compared to his stash.

He was here on the promise of power, regardless of how. He wanted it, and he would get it one way or another.

Arriving at the meeting point, spotting a young woman. “Might you be the one who called me here? If so, you needn’t give me a reason, you alone are enough.”

Ailbhe looked at what she could only describe as an odd looking individual. At first she thought that he was... quirky enough that he could be the one who organised this, that was until he spoke. Her face instantly became one of disgust. "What? No. I got a message as well, jackass. Don't ever talk to me like that again." She sounded as disgusted as the face she pulled. Her eyes narrowed as she turned away with a dismissive look.

Ailbhe turned to Cornelius, coldly ignoring Gulliver now. "If the pacts are how this tournament and ability things work? Sure." She decided she wouldn't ask many questions. If she asked questions, she would perhaps find a reason to change her mind about this. No, she's sticking through. A determined look was in her eyes.

“Tch, Feisty one aren’t you. Whatever, I came for the tournament anyways.” Gulliver said, somewhat annoyed. He’d simply find another fish to catch. But that's for another time.


“Deal me in kid.” Gulliver said, a fiery grin spreading across his face. Rules didn’t matter, all that mattered is what you have, and what you don’t have in this world, and to Gulliver, there was nothing he didn’t want.