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How does your kalon convince Thatcher to give you one of his diamonds for an engine part?
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[King Andre]

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The sun was setting on a another day on the island, except for much of the people there, it would be the their last sunset there, the sun it seemed, was setting for good. The ship loomed ahead of them, brand new thanks to the handy work of Shark. It was hard to believe that it was the same which nearly turned an innocent summer vacation into a sequel to the titanic. The curly haired californian spent the last hour gathering his friends across the island, with half of that being spent trying to rouse Abel from sleeping. The other half spent trying to convince his friends that they shouldn't forget their lives back at home to stay on the island for women they'd barely known a month. It was time to leave the island, a place where they made quite a few memories that were sure to last. But more than that, the island experience did exactly what he'd originally intended for it to do; help the group get to know his mysterious new friend Musashi better. Anthony's handsome features smiled when he saw them in the distance together laughing.

Anthony himself felt somewhat empty at the prospect of leaving. Of course, he was never supposed to come here in the first place, but he made some new friends and enjoyed being away from the city. He had especially grown fond of the kid he taught surfing to. His girlfriend had asked him if he wanted to stay for a bit more, but with the ship leaving with or without them there'd be no telling how long it would take before they could leave when they actually wanted to. But later, they would return, perhaps just the two of them

until then.

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[ThatPinkThing]

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Eleanor quite liked Thatcher-- nearly as much as she liked Carter. Thatcher was quirky and funny and cute. Eleanor collected some of her strangest knick-knacks that she had found while strolling the beach and set off to find the gem-loving kalon.

She found Thatcher at the entrance to the cave system, thankfully. Eleanor was adventurous, but she wasn't keen on spelunking. She bounced up to Thatcher, planting herself on some large rocks and dumping her treasures out. "Hey, dude!" She waved Thatcher over. "I wanna make a trade. We need something tough to help fix the ship, and I thought, 'Thatch's just the guy to go to!' so I brought some of my best finds to see if you'd be interested in trading me something like... a diamond, perhaps?" Eleanor smiled sheepishly and gestured to her offerings.

Among the items were a driftwood piece that looked incredibly like a crab, an old soda bottle with an angry hermit crab living in it, and a frisbee that had become home to so many barnacles, it was hardly recognizable. Thatcher looked over everything carefully, picking things up gently and eyeing them. He bit his lip and swished his tail as he thought. Eleanor waited patiently, admiring his collection at the cave entrance.

Dozens of stones sparkled and shimmered in the sunlight. Some more odd things, like broken pieces of treasures and potentially fake doubloons lay among the piles, but Thatcher was clearly a man of taste. Even broken pieces still looked lovely on their own, standing like abstract sculptures. As time passed, Eleanor upped her offer.

"I'll trade you all these things for one diamond," she said, leaning to the side. Thatcher's eyes widened, and he nodded.

"Deal!"

Eleanor beamed and took the lovely stone that Thatcher fetched for her. "Thank you so much, Thatch! I'll make sure everyone knows you're the hero who provided us the final puzzle piece." She winked as she bounced off, waving farewell.

[✧ 花chéngzhǔ.]

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"Hᴍᴍ, I ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴛʜᴇ Cʀᴀʙ Gᴏᴅs ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴏᴋᴀʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜɪs.
Tᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ɢᴇᴍs ᴛᴏ Sʜᴀʀᴋ."

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Prompt Twelve is over, and Prompt Thirteen is posted!

[lovestruck]

Aderyn sighed with relief. Although Shark’s tasks for her were mediocre and boring- at least the Professor was a nice enough person, who had a fondness for animals- er, at least whales, like herself. As she pondered Shark’s liking of the professor, a soft chuckle escaped her lips. Ah, crushes- it had been a while since she’d allowed herself to have one of those...
Growing distracted, she shook her head, as if it would help clear her thoughts, before finally spotting the professor. She already had a plan in mind, so it would probably be a quicker task. As she approached, he looked up from his Whales of Kalokairi guidebook expectantly. Mumbling a bit at first, before gaining confidence, she spoke, “Er... Professor, Shark.. er, can I use your fan? It’s to fix the boat. Shark needs it, I uh, I can help you stay cool, I have an idea..” Aderyn never really liked asking for things, due to her timid nature, and this seemed to draw it out more than the other tasks she’d completed- although she was unsure why. Perhaps it was because she’d be taking something valued.
He deliberated for a moment, a slight frown on his face, before speaking gleefully, “Alright- but first you have to show me this idea of yours dear!” Aderyn nodded vigorously, a bit more comfortable now that he seemed ok with the idea. “I’ll be right back!” She exclaimed, and with a flap of her wings she was in the air.
Aderyn chuckled to herself. This was what, the third-fourth(?) time being a bird goddess had come in handy. Easily conversing with the avians on the islands had helped her too many times to count. Now, she’d gathered quite the flock, and had politely asked them to use their wings to fan off the professor- they were happy to oblige their protector of course, and would do whatever she asked of them.
She swooped down to the shore- earning her quite a few stares, which made her honestly uncomfortable. Who wouldn’t stare, though, at a kalon with a whole flock of various birds flying behind her. As the birds began to flap their wings, sending gusts towards the professor, he simply nodded, his hand extending quickly, handing Aderyn the fan. “This is much better than that old thing, by all means, do whatever you’d like wth it!” He exclaimed, shooting her a pleased smile.

[roelian]

||prompt thirteen||
how does your kalon beat the heat?

|| casimir ||
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that's probably not water
and that definitely isn't his hat

[-pidge]

Professor Richards hesitates "Sure-" Willow gave a sigh of relief, every time Shark sent her off or gave her a task, someone would always add work that was unneeded, for once, she could just get the fan and leave. "But I'll need another way to cool off..." And then a hammer hit her through the stomach. Well I guess if there was no twist, there’d be no content for the story, so if she needs to make a compromise, she may as well make it entertaining for the reader. "Ya'know what Professor?" Willow chirped. "I will follow you everywhere you go holding a palm leaf over your head!" Professor gave her a smug look. "Pfft as if!" Willow nods and runs to pick up the largest palm leaf in sight. "How's that?" "Surprisingly good!" "Good. Now gimme the fan...yes... Thanks!" The fan drops into willows paw, she gave a quirky smirk, that gave an uneasy feeling to Professor Richards. "It's appreciated to all!" She adds, suddenly dropping the palm leaf and sprinting away. She felt horrible, but she really wasn't having it today. "I swear! One day off isn't enough!" She arrived to Shark. "Wow, that was quick..." Shark raised an eyebrow. "What did you do...?" "Don't worry about it." As Willow went to walk off, Shark tuned her. “Oh and your parents to me to tell you you’re having lunch with the professor tomorrow!”

[recherché.]

prompt #13
how does your kalon beat the heat?

kina kinda just dies although you'd think she's used to the heat.

[FluffyBirdie]

FluffyBirdie | Team Squid | Sign up | Alania | 226 words
Prompt 13: How does your kalon beat the heat?

The heat took her off guard, as she had been accustomed to the chill of the mountain forest, especially during mornings and nights, when the sun was weak and morning dew dripped onto her like it was raining ice cubes. That was another thing she discovered while on this cruise; ice cubes. Her home had snow, but never ice - at least, not in her lifetime. So now she had a word to compare the tingly cold of the water droplets in the morning. Speaking of ice cubes, she went down to the market, looking to buy another drink that she could enjoy in the shade. The coconut stand's business was booming since everyone wanted some hydration in this blaze, though the owner waved at her and allowed her to get some coconut juice, express. Grateful, Alania quickly took the coconut and retreated into the shade, watching the mostly-empty town, her eyes drifting towards the boat. It looked like boat looked like it was almost ready to sail; another day, maybe two, and they would leave this bright island. She would miss this place. Though she was learning that she did not enjoy so much warmth and fared better in the cold, she would still reflect back on these times with a smile. But now wasn't the time for melancholy thoughts; she had more errands to do.

[sentimental]

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FWOMP.

Phwat phwat phwat.

The massive fan Syrilli had purchased on his shopping day was serving him well
in this hundred degree plus weather. Smirking to himself, he increased the beats-
per-minute of the fan on his flushed face.

He had applied almost an entire tube of cosmetic-grade sunscreen before leaving his
room on the ship this morning, and felt ready to defeat anything the sweltering beast
known as summer could throw at him.

That was before he was confronted with Shark's request.
And his current predicament.

"You-"

"You want me," Syrilli said, exaggeratedly pointing at his chest with a well-manicured
finger, "To ask your boyfriend- I'm sorry, friend- for his only cooling device?"

After the flustered nod and light protest to the boyfriend comment Syrilli puffed up
his chest in exasperation.

"On a day like today?" As Shark walked off, likely pretending not to hear the protests
from the pale diva behind him, Syrilli let out a great puff of air before glancing down
at his new fan.

Ugh, he could admit that getting home on a fixed ship to Lucien would be more
worthwhile than a cute paper fan. A really, really, cute paper fan.

Groaning, Syrilli grabbed some blotting sheets to dry his sweat before dashing off
to find the klutzy professor.

[215 words]
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