"Too strong for you, maybe," Captain Kit-Kat said with a teasing wink at Freddie, tearing off the end of a pixie stix and tipping his head back to dump the sugary, tart blue raspberry powder into his open mouth. Little light blue particles dusted his lips, his blue-stained tongue peeking out to swipe them clean as his veins filled with the rush of delicious sugar. Releasing a breath and a soft grunt, Kit grabbed another couple of stix to tuck into his vest pocket; they certainly packed a wallop. He was looking forward to the cocoa to even him out a bit.<br/><br/>Captain Kit-Kat was in the middle of decorating his cocoa with all the accoutrements when the others mentioned leaving soon. It was like a tower of whipped cream and chocolate sprinkles, on a bed of marshmallows; it would take some gobbling on sweets to get to the heated cocoa drink underneath, which provided a humorous set of circumstances as Kit began whitening the mustache of his beard by digging into the whipped cream tower. When Freddie denied the bard a leg seat, Captain Kit-Kat, who viewed the bold, dashing mustachio as both a rival and alluring<i>temptation</i>, was all too quick to provide a contrast to him. Licking cream from his mustache, Kit stroked a hand over the black-clad leg of his thigh, offering the singer a nice, comfy place to sit.<br/><br/><div class="bbm_float fleft" style="float:left;margin:0 10px 5px 0">
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</div>"You're right, we should get going soon. In a minute, though. Before we head out, let me get your take on this," Captain Kit-Kat purred in deep tones, his slender, ring-decorated fingers slipping into a vest pocket to pull out a foil wrapper.<br/><br/>It was typical of candy chocolate wrappers, gold foil wrinkled and creased, smoothed out again as best as possible. The other side was silver foil, stamped with the Chocolate Sailor seal; the wrinkles in the foil made some of the lettering hard to read but for those aficionados, the seal was recognizable as belonging to the wax stamp seal the legendary pirate had owned.<br/><br/>(Yes. He's an arrogant prick; why do you think his last crew ditched him? Anybody chime in with anything; we<i>could</i>go straight to the Licorice sea but...this'll be done pretty quick then, aye? Let's find clues to send us somewhere else; we need to pinpoint the isle location if we're going into suicidal waters; let's get distracted for a while, lol)