<div class="floatleft">(https://imgur.com/Wiq28x7.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong><em>Felix Elliot (http://httphttps://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16147442#msg16147442)</em><br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><em>Shorts &amp; Tank</em>(https://i.pinimg.com/474x/b3/92/65/b39265e92c21d4d6f293428cd35e5048--tanktops-beachwear.jpg)<br/><strong>Time:</strong><em>1pm June 5th; 3pm</em><br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>Swimming Hole</em><br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong><em>Robin |</em><br/><hr/>Excitement and laughter are<em>always</em>good things to pull out of Robin, as far as Felix is concerned. If it were possible to just spend his life making sure that Robin had boldness, and laughed his way through life, Felix might well consider doing just that. Robin has to come to that on his own, he knows, but Felix has never had anything less than perfect confidence he’ll get there on his own. And until he does? Well he’ll be there to drop breadcrumbs so he can keep finding his way back to it. “<strong>Elle at least.</strong>” He replies, not entirely convinced that magic or the stuffed animals was a good reason to be here - not that he didn’t love having powers, because those had already proven to be interesting.<br/><br/>And the stuffed animals… Felix turns and looks toward the path that had lead to this little watering hole where Hissy and Fellow were. “<strong>How is Fellow?</strong>” He questions, thinking about his interactions with Hissy. With a name like Hissy Fit it’s probably not - or shouldn’t be - surprising that the snake has an<em>attitude</em>problem. Basically the worst - or best, perspective depending - traits of Felicia. Hissy is loud, and abrasive, and<em>bitchy</em>... Or maybe opinionated is a better word for it. And<em>god</em>is he whiny. Did she sound like that? Ugh. “<strong>You know I think I would have, I don’t know, been a better role model if I had thought someday I was going to have to witness him emulating me.</strong>” It’s an oddly parental thought - which promptly makes him near gag. Felix wants to be a role model for precisely nobody. No children in his future.<br/><br/>“<strong>Yeah, I’m…</strong>” He looks down at himself and nods, “<strong>Like, twenty? Thirty? I don’t know. <em>Really</em> big though. And she had a human body. Like a centaur snake? Six arms. A… Disturbingly nice rack.</strong>” He groans and lulls his head to the side, “<strong>I really didn’t think I was into all that Japanese stuff, but I gotta admit, in person I can see the appeal.</strong>”<br/><br/>His hands clap suddenly together above the water's surface and he nods with the biggest, most serious grin, “<strong>New York. <em>Perfect</em>. Let’s do it. We’ll go, you can be a big shot actor. I’m sure I’ve got all the skills needed to be an agent. Elle can be arm candy as needed, to make mom get off your case. Huh? Huh??</strong>”