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Post by dechanique on Apr 21, 2006 20:27:05 GMT -5
The selkies had been planning this for months, and with enough encouragement, had gotten their posse to come out to the shore, where they had rented out an old fishing boat for the next several days.
The boat was a good twenty-five footer, with large sails as well as a motor in the back. It contained a small cabin with four beds and very cramped bathroom. The boat was worse for wear, but it looked like the kind of vessel that could stand up to the abuse of the tempestuous Irish weather.
Lindsey was at the wheel, his selkie sense guiding his hands, as well as the seals that would occaisonally surface and bark at the boy, guiding him to the wreck site. Brendon sat on the edge of the boat near Lindsey's side, arms hanging over the side rail.
The elf made her residense in her swimsuit atop the cabin, gucci shades adorning her flawless face. She tied back her hair in a bandana, to keep it out of her face as the small vessel swept through the waves. The elf's eyes drifted to the pile of scuba equiptment near the back where the seats were.
"This is so exciting!" Lindsey puffed.
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