Leroy stood up, hands on his hips, and suddenly squatted down his arm out behind him! Before Leaping up into the air! It wasn't an incredibly super-powered jump. But it was a leap that was more than your average person!
Going Meters into the air before landing on the smooth stone of the docks with surprising elegance! Standing up straight, it could be seen he was now wearing a different outfit.
His Black baggy pants were rolled up almost halfway, exposing his toned calves. His shirt was white and partially clung to his frame, more so than the clothes he'd been wearing days prior. This one was a button-up, The Sleeves of which were, as always, rolled up to the elbow. The first few buttons were undone, exposing his neckline.
Unlike Leroy, he was much calmer and more casual about heading onto the dock. Putting his thumbs into his pant pockets as he hopped up to the deck,
He squinted and glanced around, trying to ignore the sun shining down into his eyes. Before he had hopped off of the ship, he had grabbed some money from the marine chest to bring along, knowing they were going to be needing it if they saw anything in the stores or markets in town.
"Well, if you wish to explore first, I spot some stalls down there. We can go along the town, and see what's down there before we stock up. The main thing we need is food and water... you ate all of it already." Kirk shot a frown at his captain, already knowing the absolute void of a stomach Leroy had now.
He peered around and spotted a particular stall. "Oh, look, that gir- ..." Kirk cut himself off as a bigger frown appeared on his face, seeing the smoke blowing from a blonde-haired lady as she smoked from her hooka. He was not a fan. "Actually, let's look for some other stall further in. I don't trust that."
"OOOO! A Candy Store!” *Leroy Screamed at the Top of his Lungs.*
Suddenly Leroy Disappeared! Almost comically a trail of dust was left in the Direction he ran off to Just up ahead, into the town proper, and Just near the Stall of the Woman with the hooka, was a candy shop A big playful and colorful sign out front. The inside was small, but it was wall-to-wall in candy.
Some are shaped like fish, others like dinosaurs. But Leroy knew what he was after... It was the Sour candy...There was a single tub of hard candy sours. And Leroy grabbed one of the bags and filled it to the brim before realizing It wasn't just Hard Candy. But it was mixed with gummies as well. He then Slammed the Bag on the counter as his tongue hung out of his mouth, it seemed like his eye almost popped out as he drooled.
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“Wha- LEROY!” He shouted after his captain as a burst of dust kicked up into the air and he just saw the man streak towards the store, instantly running after him for a moment before giving up, coming to a stop with a deep groan.
“We don’t even need that much candy… ugh.. at least he doesn’t have any money on him..” Though he was certainly thinking Leroy would probably just snatch it, maybe there was a chance he wouldn’t just get themselves kicked off of the island already.
"So what's your story sir? I reckoned that was a Marine vessel, but you and your friend don't seem like Marines. Is it a decommissioned vessel or something?", she would ask with a pleasant smile as she tinkered with an object on the table. Soon enough a small ticking was heard as it sprung to life! It was a little toy robot, clockwork in design.
It would chatter and walk around a bit, waving a toy saber as it did. She gave a little giggle as it did, stopping it from walking off the table before it ground to a halt. Toys were her best sellers around these parts, so she hopefully could impress some little kid with this one. She would set it back in place before relaxing again.
He perked up at the sound of the girl’s voice, finally seeming to realize he had ended up right where he didn’t want to be. Biting down an exasperated look, not enjoying the sweet smoke in the air around them, he looked over at her with an eyebrow raised.
“Yeah… guess you could say that. He’s stubborn too, it’s like being with a toddler.” Kirk rolled his eyes before gazing down at the trinkets and gadgets on the seller’s table, looking somewhat interested.
“Well, yeah, we just bought it. Decommissioned. We needed something to get around on and it was cheap. We are planning to paint it so people won’t mistake us.” Kirk lied smoothly, a natural-born liar at this rate. He was too used to it, it was a terrible habit, but he wasn’t going to go around talking about how they just stole it.
“Leroy!! Get back over here!! You aren’t buying that much candy! We have to get other shit!!” The Fishman shouted after the other man before sighing deeply. This was going to be a mess.
Rolling his eyes his head then turned back, eyes focusing back to the ticking that continued from the Table. watching it scamper determinedly across the table before being picked up. He tilted his head to the side a bit, now looking genuinely intrigued.
“Huh… you make toys? What’s all of this other stuff then?”
“Well my biggest money makers are toys for the little ones, but I sell all sorts of gadgets and knickknacks.", she says lifting an odd looking fishing lure.
“This little beauty I developed to mimic the movements of an injured fish and make noise when reeled in.", she says before picking up another clockwork looking device with a blade at the side and two prongs at the bottom. "And this one can help you by automatically peeling vegetables.", she beamed.
"I got bits and bobs for a little bit of everything! Just ask!", she says with a bright smile.