I've got a pending character app that I posted right after Rob went AWOL, but I'm still interested, just waiting to be accepted.
"Oh?" Gee swallowed something that belonged in his chest back down his throat. "Color changing devil fruit." He nodded. "Oh okay then." Face pale he stood, wondering if there was something else he should do. Honest, he hoped to be dismissed and fast, but it wasn't happening quickly enough. "Uh. Just checking in." He said with a lisp. "No worries here, then?"
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" HIs female counter part shouted before realizing she shouldn't have spoken to a higher ranked officer so. "Apologies, sir!" The woman was older than Gee but not by much. "He's knew and dumber than a second coat of paint." She stood close enough to the rook so her arm disappeared behind his back so she could pinch him if he started talking. Which he did, and she in fact pinch him, hard enough to break skin. "We're keeping watch over the area and I guess he thought it would be a good idea to check the ships individually, even though I've told him before how marines don't look favorably on independent thought." She paused for a moment, realizing the liberties she just took a stiffened her attention stance. "Apologies sir. I didn't mean to speak out of line like that."
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Gee wanted to tell off his fellow rookie, but didn't because her nails were sharp and she hand them burred into his back. Then he noticed something interesting, what appeared to be some kind of drunk on the ship. The man seemed to be urinating. Either that or he was pouring out a container of fluid that he kept in his trousers for some reason. Part of the young man wanted to question what was going on. The other part wanted to leave as soon as possible and since that part required less effort he decided to follow it. Then the drunk spoke, calling attention to himself.
"Uh." Gee asked.
"Sir?" He question was aimed at the commander, but The young lady's attention was aimed towards the stranger on the boat, which unfortunately included the golden stream he was polluting the water with..
"Ehh, huh? Did you crash into a water elemental too?" Lyra looked up to see another girl entering the room. She wasn't wet; maybe only slightly damp. Her roomate, of course. Lyra struggled to remember the name she'd seen in the dorm sheet, but couldn't quite get anything in her mind. "I'm going to get myself changed first, ok?"
A couple of minutes later, and Lyra was out of her bathroom, much drier and wearing a simpler grey dress. Her eyes inadvertently moved to her violin, and then shifted to her roomate, and then shifted again to the violin. Priorities, priorities. What's a priority?
"Hey, sorry! I got wet after crashing into a water elemental earlier," she said to her roomate, while picking up her violin case. Her eyes shone suddenly. Water elementals! Moved from a distance by a water elementalist! Water is transparent, yet how come they looked so solid? Crashing into them still felt like falling into a pool of water.
She shook her head. Priorities. "I'm Lyra, by the way. I'm a wind elementalist. What's your name?" She moved to the table next to the window. The sun was setting, so it wouldn't be any good for drying anything, but she liked the light.