Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27120173-20190113071131/@comment-26892768-20190116175602

Captain Syrup looks out across the sea, leaning forward and putting her arms on the railing of The Sweet Stuff. She takes a deep breath and sighs.

This is fine. If she ends up running into Wario again, she just needs to avoid the topic of the Bottomless Coin Sack. She likely won't, anyway; chances are, he's avoiding whatever trouble's going on and watching with some popcorn at his house. Provided there isn't some monetary incentive to make him intervene, anyway.

With that in mind, Syrup relaxes a bit, and decides to head back to her quarters. Her crew can easily handle rowing the ship in a straight line. Standing up straight, Syrup walks from the front of the ship to the back, casually entering the treasure chest-like structure in the back.

She turns around, closes the door, turns back...and then her entire body is suddenly restrained. Syrup struggles, but finds it futile. She shivers - whatever's restraining her, it feels cold...and also rather wet. But why would - wait...is...is the thing restraining her water?

Syrup looks over herself. Sure enough, her entire body, save her head, is encased in a swirling cocoon of water, suspending her in the air and doing far better of a job restraining her than it has any right to. Syrup growls in annoyance. This is admittedly not the first time she's been captured - a bubble creature encased her in a bubble, once; that marked one of the first times she was actually glad to see Wario - but that doesn't make it any less frustrating. Especially considering that at least the last time she was captured, she could see her captor-

A figure steps forth from the shadows. She has light blue skin, blue hair, and blue eyes, and is wearing a blue halter top, tied together with a blue ribbon, and a long, blue skirt. Generally, this girl seems to have a thing for blue.

She also seems rather angry.

Syrup's eyes widen. This...wasn't quite was she was expecting when she was imagining her captor.

The blue girl thrusts her hand outward, and Syrup is slammed against the wall.

"Who are you? Where am I? ''Answer me!" ''The blue girl demands.

Syrup has plenty of questions herself, but chief among them are... "You mean you didn't break in?"