[ Chico turns his recorder back on to catch this strange sound emanating from, well, nothing but the air around the man. What a weird ability to have! Although, the women around him seem to be crazy over it.
"His hair was like spun gold! And it shimmered every time he combed through it."
"All I remember was how handsome he was! I couldn't look anywhere but his face!"
"He was definitely European, that much was obvious!" ]
Dios mio... It's the siren! He's here!
[ Scrambling up onto his feet, Chico tucks the player into his back pocket to continue recording as he sprints the short width of the dock toward the patio. There he points dramatically at Klavier with all the viciousness of an irate chihuahua. ]
Ladies! Step back from him! He's not what you think!
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[ Chico turns his recorder back on to catch this strange sound emanating from, well, nothing but the air around the man. What a weird ability to have! Although, the women around him seem to be crazy over it.
"His hair was like spun gold! And it shimmered every time he combed through it."
"All I remember was how handsome he was! I couldn't look anywhere but his face!"
"He was definitely European, that much was obvious!" ]
Dios mio... It's the siren! He's here!
[ Scrambling up onto his feet, Chico tucks the player into his back pocket to continue recording as he sprints the short width of the dock toward the patio. There he points dramatically at Klavier with all the viciousness of an irate chihuahua. ]
Ladies! Step back from him! He's not what you think!