Arrival, A ;

Juuzou was well and truly waterlogged from his surprise descent into unknown waters. Generally he was a very adaptable person, but getting soaked to the bone in a cold bay was not the best of ways to wake up. Could he even swim..? Well, that didn't matter. He was already safely on the shoreline and deflated face-down atop one of the kindly manatees that had assisted him to shore. Regardless of whether the resident creature was busy, its passenger seemed unwilling to let go by how firmly one of his arms was wrapped about the poor beast's middle.

"Aah, this is the wooorst..." The new arrival complained, though whether he was whining to himself or the captive manatee was impossible to tell. "I don't have enough clothes to change into anymore, but these feel so gross..." With his hair and clothes deflated and sticking to his skin, damp and chilly as could be, Juuzou opted to sulk and squished his cheek against the creature's back. The moss felt soft and he would have been comfortable if he wasn't drenched, cold, and confused.

One free arm meant one free hand, which soon gave up on its efforts to wring his shirt at least relatively dry and opted instead to pick at the dual loops of bright red thread stitched into his lip. He was not looking forward to replacing all of his stitches, water always made them bulge and lose their structure. He had no plans to move for a good, long while. Basking in the sun would dry him off... Eventually. Regardless of all of the other new arrivals congregating on land he seemed to be oblivious and entirely in a world of his own.

Problems Spring Up, C ;

There was no chance in hell that a person with such a chronic sweet tooth would miss out on any opportunity to indulge in a smoothie. Only his funds had prevented him from marching away from the stall with his arms full with as many flavours as he could physically hold. Juuzou was no stranger to stealing in his past, but he had yet to find his footing in this new and unusual place and the risk of getting caught was far too high.

So, he had closed his eyes, mouthed a quiet 'eenie meenie miney mo', and picked whichever drink his finger had landed upon. They all looked delicious and he couldn't bring himself to pick one without leaving it up to chance! Jasmine and peach it was. Juuzou had never been much of an introvert, but the magic that he was unknowingly sipping from the source would surely urge him along to occupy the time of whichever unfortunate soul caught his attention.