<div class="floatright">(http://www.creemmagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/polynesian-tattoo-designs0341.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Fetu (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294946.msg14457706#msg14457706)<br/><strong>Time/ Day</strong>Day One<br/><strong>Location</strong>Main Hall<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Moana, Tron, Open.<br/><hr/><br/>There was a great deal of what was going on that simply didn't make any sense to him.    However, Fetu wasn't inclined to be separated from Moana; and the explanations provided had been confusing practically to the point of incomprehensibly.    In some respects, things made less sense then they did when they arrived.    He perhaps subconsciously drew Moana closer to him, once again slipping an arm around her waist to hold her close.<br/><br/>"Much of what you say makes no sense.  Many of the words....have no meaning."   Fetu said, feeling as if it was somehow a massive understatement.    "But I do not desire to either be separated from my companion nor share sleeping area with anyone else."   It went further than that, of course, but one thing at a time.