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Ursula Yancey

"I'm not arguing; I'm simply explaining why I'm right."

0 · 660 views · located in Lahaina, Maui, Hawaii

a character in “Our Island”, as played by Bliss

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(Character adapted from Little Fox's version of Ursula Yancey)


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"I'm not arguing; I'm simply explaining why I'm right."


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|| Name ||
Ursula Melissa Yancey

|| Role ||
Haole

|| Sexuality ||
Bisexual w/ preference for women

|| Height ||
5'7"

|| Age ||
23

|| Face Claim ||
Deborah Ann Woll


"Your opinion is really irrelevant."



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|| Quirks / Habits ||
+ Bites the inside of her cheek when she gets impatient
+ Color coordinates her outfits
+ Doesn't like her food touching on her plate
+ Vegan (Very picky about the food she eats)
+ Always needs her nails painted

|| Strengths / Skills ||
+ Sex: Oh my, she is just great in bed.
+ Getting information: Ursula stops at nothing to acquire the information she needs. She'll dig around and harass if need be.
+ Lying: She's a natural at it.
+ Manipulating: Ursula is just relentless. She does not mind using someone to get what she wants.
+ Detecting lies: She's extremely intelligent. She can sniff out a lie from a mile away.
+ Knows the law inside and out: This is her domain. Let's not go there.

Image|| Flaws / Weaknesses / Fears ||
+ Arrogant: There's no room for anyone else but herself in Ursula's world.
+ Clicking pens: The sound just makes her teeth grind.
+ Twitching eyes: Quite the oddity, but her eyes twitch whenever she's nervous.
+ Swimming: She just doesn't know how and won't admit to it.
+ Bad reputation: Something like this will just ruin her.
+ Getting caught: The girl practically stalks the Kealoha's to get dirt on them. It's a risky business.
+ Her mother's disapproval: Ursula works so hard to please her mother.

|| Likes ||
Sex + Politics + Drinks + Manipulating people + Bullying + Money + Shopping + Looking fabulous + Humiliating people



|| Dislikes ||
Being humiliated + The idea of having a child + Being busted + The idea of being in love + Deep water



"Are you done talking? Great, because I have better things to do.'"


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|| Personality ||


Cruel. Sadistic. Manipulative. These are all words used to describe Ursula and each one is a massive understatement. Ursula has always been a massive bitch since the day she could talk. She has a habit of noticing everything about everyone and everything and she isn't afraid to call people out in public for their shit. Unlike most mothers, Amelia encouraged her daughter's behavior and made it a personal mission to refine her abilities. Ursula knows how to start and spread rumors without ever being found out as the source. She's perfected the art of getting her way and she's shown that she knows no boundaries when it comes down to it. She could give a damn less about who gets hurt along the way so long as it isn't her mother. Her only loyalty in life is to herself and her mother. Those that truly know them, though they won't admit, feel that the relationship between the two of them is creepy. Or maybe they're both just creepy with or without each other. Either way, neither of the two are women that you want to piss off. Ursula is well versed in finding out what makes a person tick and she's not afraid to put them over the edge. Ursula is also quite the promiscuous female. She enjoys having her fun with men from time to time, but she really has an eye out for women. She's rather secretive about her crazed sexual desires and when she's attracted to you, she'll stop at nothing to try and have you. She is relentless and aggressive towards anything she sets her mind too. She is also very condescending. If you are of no use to her in any way, she'll basically ignore you and write you off. She's very picky about the people she associates with. However, nothing quite peeves Ursula more than the Kealoha's and their reckless behavior. They're just so disgraceful and out of control. It's time someone has put them in their place, and that would be her.


"Did that hurt your feelings? Want me to give you a band aid? Suck it up."



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|| History ||


Ursula was born to Thomas and Amelia Yancey of San Francisco, California. Her father was a young and ambitious man with a lot of promise. He was struck down in his prime when Ursula was just eight. He was shot in the courtroom, having won his case, putting Frederico Giovanni behind bars for twenty-five to life. Amelia was a trooper though. The young lawyer soldiered on as a single mother, taking down cases left and right with ease. Ursula was spoiled as their wealth increased and spent her days ruling The Hamlin School as the "It Girl". Her mother soon became a lawyer to a young star and the pair moved to Los Angeles where Ursula attended The Archer School for Girls. She graduated at 15 with a scholarship to Chaminade University of Hawaii. Her mother moved to Lahaina while Ursula attended college in Honolulu. It didn't take her long to obtain her Bachelors, though she took a break afterward and began to work as a paralegal. She often visited her mother and was well acquainted with the Kealoha family that Amelia served as a lawyer, especially Kalani. However, her mother has recently decided to also run for Governor and needs her daughter to help her.


"Stop wasting my time with your incompetence."


So begins...

Ursula Yancey's Story

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{6:49pm -- Mano's Place}



Na ‘Aumakua mai ka la hiki a ka la kau!
Mai ka ho’oku’i a ka halawai
Na ‘Aumakua ia Kahinakua, ia Kahina’alo
Ia ka’a ‘akau i ka lani
‘O kiha i ka lani
‘Owe i ka lani
Nunulu i ka lani
Kaholo i ka lani
Eia na pulapula a ‘oukou ‘o ka po’e Hawai’i
E malama ‘oukou ia makou
E ulu i ka lani
E ulu i ka honua
E ulu i ka pae’aina o Hawai’i
E ho mai i ka ‘ike
E ho mai i ka ikaika
E ho mai i ke akamai
E ho mai i ka maopopo pono
E ho mai i ka ‘ike papalua
E ho mai i ka mana.
‘Amama ua noa.





A chorus of cheers, heavy grunting of approval, and various other noises that made Kick feel like a Puritan among heathens. All around him were the natives in a variety of strange clothing. The men seemed to forget that shirts existed and the women flaunted their breasts, legs, and abdominals like beautiful savages. He watched from the back patio, doing his best to remain hidden, partially in fear that one of the Kealohas he had encountered earlier would notice him. It seemed as though the entire Kealoha family had taken the stage inside Mano's Place, or at least the children. They moved in unison as their dance flowed gracefully, beautifully. It surprised him that even the muscular males could move so beautifully. His eyes remained fixated on one person in particular: Hiwalani-Noa. He heard her voice above the others as they all cried out in their native tongue, often reaching skyward. He could only assume that they were doing some sort of prayer ritual. He found it peculiar and a bit offensive but he knew that he couldn't say as much. He watched as it ended and thought that it might be safe to venture into the crowd of maoli jostling one another as they jumped around.

But it wasn't over just yet.

Hiwalani-Noa took center stage and the atmosphere completely changed. The aggression and inspiration was tangible as she raised a fist in the air and let out what sounded like a battle cry. She was met with more fists in the air and a resounding roar from the crowd and her family behind her. Everyone seemed to be flexing like bodybuilders on steroids at this point, stomping rhythmically and slapping their hands against their chest. “Ngā kaitiaki ki te whawhai!” She cried out into the evening as she and her family engaged in an aggressive war dance that echoed across the beach. “Ngā kaitiaki ki te aroha!” Her family cried back at her and the air grew only thicker and Kick could literally feel fear in his bones but he didn't know why. It began as simply an uncomfortable feeling from such a strange surrounding. It wasn't that he'd never been exposed to the strange traditions of other cultures before. But he'd never been greeted with hatred and hostility. He felt as though all of the natives saw him as a threat now, an enemy.

Noa could feel the energy of her family, of her people, surging through her and it only served to drive her more. Passion was in her voice and she could not stop herself. She could feel it from Hikialani, Hanini, and Honi as well. The four of them allowed the strong merfolk magic that rushed through their veins emanate from their body. It pulsated around them as their emotions flowed through their chant, their voices rising. The chant was one passed down from their great grandfather, the last lover of Liliʻuokalani. It was their family ha'a and a creed to protect Hawaii, something that they lived by every day of their lives. Noa hadn't done this in years and... She missed it. Despite her face being drawn into an expression of fierceness, she was joyous. I'm home, she thought to herself.

“Tu tatou no te Hawaii!”
“Tu tatou no te Maoli!”
“Ki to tatou manawa whakamutunga whawhai tatou!”
“Ki to tatou manawa whakamutunga aroha tatou!”
“He tatou Kealohas me whakahau tatou!”
“He tatou Kealohas me he kingi tatou toto!”
“Kia arata'i ia tatou a koutou!”
“Kia tiakina ai matou e koe!”
“Whawhai tatou mo te ngakau o Hawaii!”
“Whawhai matou ki a koutou!”

As it came to an end, she flexed with her family, their eyes wide and crazy. Their tongues were extended far out of their mouth to the point that it almost hurt -- as they were taught -- and it only added to the ferocity of their appearance, as if the dark paint designs on their face didn't do the trick already. They were met with more calls and cries before they took their bows and exited the stage. Noa had quickly separated from her family to head for the bathroom to change. She re-emerged donning a floral print bikini, her makeup all washed away so that she sported only her permanent ink now, her dark curls dangling around her knees. She looked around, unable to find her friends, assuming that they were either gorging themselves at the buffet or dancing down in the sand. Shrugging, she sought out her date, pushing her way through the crowd with a smile until she had come to the patio table where she'd first met Daniel, her head leaning back when she'd taken her seat.

Kick had eventually mustered up the courage to mingle, swiping a cup of beer from someone passing by. Smirking, he quickly regained his confidence now that he couldn't find a Kealoha in sight, having quickly dodged the view of Noa. Chugging his drink, he threw the cup onto the ground and looked around to see that more “haole”, as the natives called them, began to join the party. He suspected that they weren't quite welcome to join in the natives' heathen ritual. He was definitely more comfortable now, moving his body with the music, thankful that at least that was modern. There were dancers on stage, one of which he recognized as Lilo Kealoha. He ducked so that she might not see him, bumping into a blonde that burgeoned right past him and practically threw him into a redhead. “My apologies, darlin'. I'm not exactly accustomed to such raging parties... These people certainly get out of hand, don't they?” He immediately recovered struck up conversation and put on the charm, his blue eyes twinkling in the firelight of the tiki torches and the golden glow of the setting sun that peeked through the windows. He stood out like a sore thumb, much like the other haole. He reached out and let his hands gently latch onto the pale female so that he might steady her from the bump.

The blonde who'd bumped into him smirked broadly as she continued to bumble around as though wasted already. Curses and laughter followed her as many told her to go home. However, she thought she had made out pretty well from her excursion. She shambled her way to her car and threw her bag into it before heading back towards the loud gathering. Ophelia hadn't come just to steal. The thing that she loved about Hawaii was that there seemed to be a neverending supply of parties – or “luaus”, as they called them – and with that came free food and free drinks. She was running low on cash since purchasing a new fake identification card as well as a cheap car to get around. By far, Hawaii seemed the easiest place to survive. She'd kill to have a roof over her head though. Still, she couldn't complain so long as she went to bed every night filled with pork and mai tais. The young Brit danced her way past a group of girls that looked as though they were in desperate need of some sun and made her way towards the native islanders. She found that they were usually more interesting. Grinning wide, she found herself assimilated into a group of guys and girls, moving her hips in time with the rhythm.

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Ursula Yancey appeared to be enjoying herself, her luscious long red hair falling just below her shoulders. Her icy blue eyes were curious and distracted, quickly scanning around the luau as though she were looking for something. She wore a bright yellow tank top that ruffled at the bottom near her waist accompanied by a pair of tight jean shorts and black flip flops. Her face was slightly painted with makeup, with a neutral brown eye shadow, mascara and then bright red lipstick. In her right hand was an apple martini glass that was half empty. It was actually her second of the night. Though she was hardly tipsy. Suddenly Ursula was shoved, her drink slightly toppling over the glass onto the floor then felt a pair of hands steady her. Big mistake. Severely annoyed, Ursula whirled around to surprisingly see an attractive man with dirty blonde hair. He was apologetic, though she did not smile. Instead she glanced down at his hands that were holding her arms.

"My apologies, darlin'. I'm not exactly accustomed to such raging parties... These people certainly get out of hand, don't they?” he said.

Ursula's eyes flickered at his remark, her head slightly tilting and her jaw tightening. Typically, Ursula would have ripped the person's ear off for shoving into her and not watching where they were going, but the blonde had a handsome face and she felt somewhat interested. She was debating whether or not to make a snobby remark or let it slide. Fortunately for the man, she chose the latter.

"They most certainly do," Ursula replied with a slight smirk tugging at the corners of her red lips. "Glad I'm not the only one who thinks so."

Ursula was now observing the man up and down, from head to toe. His muscular frame and sophisticated appearance was turning her on. Suddenly, she slightly tipped her glass so that the rest of her martini poured onto the floor while staring at him the entire time, "Though you seemed to have knocked my drink over. Care to buy me another one, handsome?"

Her voice completely changed into a flirtatious tone and her eyes noted her excitement and playfulness. Usually, Ursula would have preferred a "lovely" lady for the night, but this man had an interesting quality she could not quite place her finger on. With her free hand, her index finger began to twirl a few red locks of hair as she took a baby step closer to him. "I'm Ursula by the way."

Interestingly enough, there was really only one reason why Ursula was even bothering with this party. To get some dirt on the Kealoha's that is. But rather than bore herself with watching them have all the fun the entire night, why wouldn't she on top of that? It was a win, win. Her eye in particular constantly looked for two Kealoha's she was always hearing about. Keokolo Kealoha and Hiwalani-Noa Kealoha. Those two always managed to bring trouble no matter where they went. But this time, she'd be around to get every single detail. The Kealoha's were notorious for their insane parties.

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Character Portrait: Hiwalani-Noa Kealoha Character Portrait: Keokolo Kealoha Character Portrait: Daniel Hilton Character Portrait: Ophelia Ralter Character Portrait: Kick Masters Character Portrait: Ursula Yancey
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Kick smiled a bit wider when Ursula agreed with him on the insanity of the party being held. His eyes could not contain the gleam of lust as he watched her purposefully poured out the rest of her drink only to ask that he buy her another. The tone of her already silky voice caused something in him to stir and he couldn't help but to lick his lips a bit too quickly. “Well, then. Allow me, my darling.” He took on his own seductive tone as he gently took her arm and guided her through the party goes, careful not to shove any of the natives but more than willing to push some of the tourists out of the way as they headed for the bar. He didn't recognize anybody behind the bar as a Kealoha, feeling a bit safe in that aspect.

“Apple martini for the lady. I'll have a bourbon on the rocks.” He immediately flagged down the nearest bartender before reaching into his pocket, searching for his wallet. A look of dread crossed his features as he realized it wasn't there. “That little bitch,” he muttered angrily to himself as he recalled the “drunken” blonde that'd bumped into him and threw him into Ursula. She must have picked his pocket. “I swear – These people are the most lawless heathens... They're worse than Mexicans,” he exclaimed to Ursula under his breath.

The bartender came around with their drinks but remained, staring down the young man as he waited for payment. “Can I help you?” He lifted a brow and played it off cool as he took his drink and offered the martini to Ursula before looking back to the young woman behind the bar. “Yeah – That's gonna be seven dollars.” There was spite in her voice, her accent thick. Kick only lifted a brow as if surprised. “Huh... I thought this was an open bar.”

He pointed down the way and indicated a number of locals being handed drinks without offering payment, giving the bartender a smug smile now. She returned it with one of her own, lifting her voice above the music. “Locals only!” Ah, and that's where he had her. Kick gave a shrug and sighed as he leaned forward. “It seems to me that around here locals only means whites excluded. That's called racism, dear. It's actually a punishable offense, that sort of discrimination.” He gave her a hard stare until her resolve crumbled and she was sent stomping away.

Victorious, he turned and raised his glass towards Ursula. “Just got to show 'em who's boss. Now then...” He offered out a hand to Ursula while sipping on his drink before setting the drink down. “Kick Masters, son of Greg Masters.” By his tone, it was easy to tell that he assumed that she would know who he was by his name and that of his father's if she hadn't already pegged him by face. I wonder what this lovely angel with locks of flame is doing here in this den of savages... She's smart, that much is obvious. College student, no doubt. Her face looks familiar... Her name... He gave a soft laugh before shaking his head. “Your mother wouldn't happen to be Amelia Yancey, by chance?”

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Hiwalani-Noa wasn't kept waiting for long, her eyes soon set on Daniel and her smile grew a bit. “You don't look half bad yourself, Daniel.” She took note of his excellent pronunciation and wondered just how often he visited Hawaii. Or perhaps he took some of the scarce classes that offered learning Hawaii's language. She assumed that he was just a frequent visitor. Along with his impeccable timbre, she took in his appearance and gave a light nod of approval. He was a lean thing, hardly bursting with muscles. Still, she could see that he at least worked out and she commended him for that. “I appreciate the offer, but it's an open bar.”

She gave a soft giggle and stood up, glancing to see her clique headed over, their bodies bobbing with the music as they called out to her in a chorus. “C'mon, Mano Wahine!” Cassidy, decked out in leis that Kona had helped her make, flaunted a pink bikini with a black sarong as she reached out and took Noa's hands. “Lilo's the DJ and I've got her playing all of our songs tonight! We'll totally rock the luau!” Noa laughed a bit more and took note that Cassidy was speaking with a heavy Hawaiian timbre. She and her brother had been doing their best to learn about and immerse themselves within the culture since they'd first arrived. Noa appreciated that about them.

Marcus, however, seemed a bit perturbed. He tried his best not to show it. “Who's new guy?” The muscular male stood alongside and equally irate Kimo, both of them flexing a bit as if to assert dominance. It was Alamea who spoke up, stepping forward past the two older guys that were wearing only black shorts so that they could show off their plethora of tattoos.

Alamea seemed to be the only one of their group that lacked in the body ink department, sporting only a small tribal tattoo that was a symbol of her family on her upper left forearm. It was obvious that she was “the shy and innocent” one of the group from her demeanor and plain pink one-piece bathing suit. “Daniel Hilton – Heir to the Hilton throne. He visits in the summer... You guys usually leave in summer, right?” She twirled her dark brown hair as she uncomfortably spoke louder than usual to beat the loud noise. This seemed to only further irritate Marcus and Kimo. The girls simply rolled their eyes. Noa pulled herself up with Cassidy's help before taking Daniel's hands and shimmying her way to the crowd to dance with him in tow.

“Let's work up a decent sweat before I take you up on that drink.”

She gave him her most dazzling smile as her friends joined her, Cassidy and Alamea keeping Marcus and Kimo entertained while Noa twirled and twerked, shuffled and swayed in time to the music and the heavy drums. She moved in close proximity to him, nearly every part of her body brushing against him. Her arms extended as her hands moved across him, caressing gently as she pulled him closer with laughter. Her movements were precise and fluid, moving with unearthly grace as she let the music fill her from head to toe and command her body.

She laughed some more when the song ended before feeling herself being pulled away by Alamea and Cassidy as Beyoncé's Upgrade U came over the speakers. The trio took a triangle formation before launching into a choreographed dance, their movements seductive and urban. The crowd formed a circle and cheered them on as they moved in sync with one another. They eventually dispersed into a one-by-one freestyle before moving into the crowd to give others the chance to show off. Noa clapped and cheered with her back against Daniel as she enjoyed the show. She turned her body just a bit, pressed tightly against him as she leaned up. “Enjoying yourself so far?”

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Ophelia had been blindly enjoying herself, sharing drinks with anyone who offered. She wasn't at all worried about being drugged, having been around Lahaina and its parties long enough to know that the natives weren't like that. That, and she was pretty sure that they hadn't built up a tolerance to roofies. She had passed a cup of strawberry daiquiri back to one of the guys she was dancing with before she found herself faced with Keokolo. The blonde's eyebrows shot up as he asked her to take his hand and go for a walk with him. Was he serious?

He seemed pretty serious.

She kept her mouth closed, giving herself a mysterious and somewhat cold air as she pretended to ignore him, continuing to dance with almost everyone but him. She'd noticed him eying her earlier and she couldn't blame him. The buxom beauty sported a stylish one-piece that squeezed comfortably against her figure and accented the shape and size of her breasts and butt. The barefooted British beauty put her hands in the air as she swerved her body teasingly, taunting him with her rump as she lowered to the ground, earning cheers, and came back up.

She spun around to face Keokolo before taking a few closer steps until her breasts were pushed against him while she leaned up to his ear, her London accent coming out smooth and seductive with a playful tone. “You think you're quite charming, ay, mate?” She gave a soft giggle before pulling back, winking at him. She knew exactly who he was and who his family was. Most girls would be flattered and excited that Keo took notice in them, though Ophelia wasn't. She had picked up on his reputation rather quickly and knew that he'd fuck practically any female that offered. She was drunk enough that she'd probably end up making out with him, but the look in his eyes (and his rep) said that he wanted more. And she'd prefer that he worked for it. Plus, the native girl at the bar killing Ophelia a thousand times over with her gaze said that there'd be some drama if she decided to get buckwild with the handsome young prince.

She disappeared into the crowd, caring little whether he followed her or not. She twirled about and made her way to the buffet that they had laid out, piling food onto a plate before carrying herself down to the beach where the waves caressed the shore. She stood so that the waves chilled her feet, her toes curling into the soft, brown mud. She ate the delicious plate on her food and contemplated staying in Hawaii longer. She wondered if all the towns and cities were like this one, a smile on her face as she thought about it. She could spend the rest of her life hopping around and living off of the parties and picked pockets. It was a nice idea, that was for sure. The view was definitely worth it, finding herself constantly in awe of the scenery. It seemed that tonight was an exceptional night; The stars littered the sky and shone brightly, the orange moon full as the blue ocean reflected it hanging in the velvet sky.

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Daniel was seemingly untroubled by Noa's friend's agitated expression and flexing of the muscles. It seemed like aggression was just a normal trait all these Hawaiians had. At this point he was starting to get used to it. Though the shy girl of the group spoke on his behalf which won her a smile from him as a sign of thanks. Suddenly he was being dragged away by Noa to go dance in the crowd. Her movements were mesmerizing as her body brushed past him and gently touched his body. His own hips swaying back and forth smoothly with the blaring music with his arms lifted in the air in response to Noa. He laughed with her as they enjoyed themselves. Occasionally Daniel would slip his hands into hers and they would lift then drop like a wave in the music, his shoulders moving back and forth along with his feet. At one point he was just bouncing up and down thrusting his fist into the air.

Suddenly a new song began to play and Daniel recognized it to be by Beyonce, though he was not exactly familiar with the tune. Noa was quickly pulled away by her friends who then performed a choreographed dance in a triangle formation. Daniel had to admit he was quite impressed, he felt intoxicated even. This girl definitely knew how to have a great time. Everyone cheered, including Daniel and once the three broke away from the spotlight Noa was pressing up against him again with her back. “Enjoying yourself so far?" she asked.

Daniel could not help but laugh as he briefly wrapped his arms around her to speak in her ear, ”You're amazing Hiwalani. It's refreshing to meet someone with such energy. I'm very impressed.”

At that note, he grabbed her hands and twirled her around to face him again, a smile painted across his face. A new song began to play and Daniel felt quite excited by the atmosphere. He released her hands, his knees bending at a fair pace towards the beat. His dancing skills were not nearly on Noa's level, but they were decent enough. As the beat dropped he found himself throwing his fist into the air again and strobe lights began to flicker quickly as though their own reality was skipping frames. The party was just getting started and the night was young.

"For my first night back in Hawaii, this was definitely not what I was expecting," Daniel shouted above the music. "Shall we get some drinks? Let's take things up a notch!"



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As Kick passed her a new apple martini, she quickly took a few gulps at the fresh taste. This drink was one of her favorites. She could not help but smirk at Kick's remark about the people here. The comment seemed to be more of a short rant and she did not care to question him why. Ursula had to admit she felt quite aroused by the man's ability to handle himself. He managed to get them free drinks for the rest of the night. Now that was something.

“Kick Masters, son of Greg Masters,” Kick introduced himself. Ursula's eyes widened slightly as she did recognize his name which resulted in a sly grin as she took another sip of her drink. “Your mother wouldn't happen to be Amelia Yancey, by chance?"

This won Kick another smirk. Her eyes were approving. This man obviously had some class and intelligence. He was quite articulate, and if he was who he said he was... she could use this opportunity to her advantage. Her eyes glanced up at Kick seductively, mischievously even, ”Oh? Seems like someone knows all about me. Congratulations.” Her eyes rolled a bit at before returning to her sly grin.

”Well, I know plenty about yours and your father's... schemes. Bartender!” Ursula shouted after gulping down the last few sips of her glass and slamming her glass on the counter. ”Bring us a couple of shots, will 'ya?” She winked at the bartender who was scowling at her and Kick and angrily brought them their shots, the small glasses clanking loudly against the counter.

”Excuse me, but, are we going to have a problem here, miss? ” Ursula barked with spite. ”Because I really don't like when I'm provided with shitty service. Maybe I'll take it up with your manager and announce to the public just how much Mano's Place discriminates against it's customers.”

The bartender glared at her, her expression hardened before her lips turned back up into a happy smile, "Let me know if you need anything else." Ursula mockingly waved goodbye to the bartender before her focus reverted back to Kick. Her brow was slightly arched as she eyed him carefully, feeling the buzz starting to wash over her. She could not help but giggle as she set down the empty glass then stood up from her chair and began to shake her hips and scrunch her hair biting down on her lip. ”Do you dance, Kick?”



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Keokolo was quite taken aback with the babe's response. She completely ignored him, seemed annoyed even than had the audacity to tease him! He licked his lips and rubbed his chin with frustration as he longingly watched her dance with almost everyone but him. It was a bit humiliating for Keo, he hardly ever had a challenge. Then she was in front of him, her backside dropping towards the floor before coming back up and it took every nerve in his body not to grab her behind. He was breathless, watching how her breasts bounced in her one piece and she continued to teasingly flaunt her flawless body.

“You think you're quite charming, ay, mate?” she said sarcastically with a wink.

This killed Keokolo. Her British accent made him feel even more turned on. His expression said it all, mixed with disbelief and lust as he glanced her over again in the worst of ways. Suddenly she was gone, disappearing into the crowd. Keokolo shouted after her but she ignored him. Rejection stung and resonated in him and he angrily took a few more swigs of his beer, no longer dancing nor enjoying the music. He headed towards the bar grumpily, keeping an eye out for the dazzling blonde who got away from his sight. He then saw her at the buffet but he needed some time to recover from the sting she left him. He leaned up against the bar, quickly catching the glance of the bartender so he rose his beer bottle in the air and she nodded before bringing him another one.

”Mahalo,” Keo shouted above the music and loud drunken voices. He took a few more sips, not quite tipsy yet but felt himself getting there. Keokolo considered himself a 'professional' drinker as though it were something to be proud of. It was then that he caught the eye of Kick Masters and a fiery redhead beside him sitting at the bar. As though things could not possibly go 'worse' for Keo. What the hell was this haole doing back here? Then, across the room he saw Hiwalani dancing with the other haole from before! A scowl planted itself across his face and suddenly Keokolo was no longer enjoying this luau. Angrily he decided to approach Kick and his woman who he suddenly recognized to be that nasty Ursula Yancey he always hated. He never saw much of the girl, but the few times he did was enough to get underneath his skin. He then thought twice about what he was going to say to Kick since he felt quite suspicious that Ursula was even at a luau they were hosting. He never saw her at their parties, this was a first.

Keokolo then gripped Kick by the shoulder, his alcoholic breath meeting Kick's ear, ”Was the message earlier not clear enough for you, haole? Okole Puka! What the hell are you doing here?”

Keokolo had been drinking, which means he would not hesitate to be more aggressive than usual. He then caught the redhead's eye who was watching him curiously and with entirely too much excitement. It made Keokolo somewhat uncomfortable. He quickly straightened up deciding against starting a fight right then and there.

”I'm watching you, Kick,” Keo spat, gesturing two fingers at his eyes before pointing them back at Kick. It was the first time he said the blonde's name and he said it in a very mocking tone. He somewhat sloppily walked away, glaring directly at Noa and her friend Daniel. ”It's payback time, Hiwalani!” he muttered under his breath before chugging his beer bottle and tossing it in a nearby trash can. He'd get back Noa then go after that bodacious babe just one more time.

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“Schemes? You make it all sound... evil,” he laughed softly as he took another sip of his drink. “It's all just business.” He gave a shrug and watched with eyes of desire as she blackmailed the bartender, finding himself to be aroused by the sweetness of her voice despite being so harsh. Even her bark is like a drop of honey... He bit down on his bottom lip and lifted his chin some, watching as the bartender tried to adopt a kinder charade while pouring their shots. He downed the remainder of his liqueur before taking the shot poured for him, downing it just as quickly as she had. His eyes followed her, hungrily so, as she made her way to the floor with her enticing dance. While there were many other women dancing about, most of them far more scantily clad than she, his attention was focused solely on her.

He was about to slide from his seat to join her before he was met by an angry, and apparently drunken, Keokolo Kealoha. He lifted a brow as the young native threatened him. He wasn't afraid this time, lifting his chin defiantly with a smirk as Keo made the universal signal for “I'm watching you” while also saying it before walking away. He was positive that the royal brat wouldn't dare to so much as raise a fist to him in such a public setting, inebriated as he might be. Shaking his head, he watched Keokolo turn his attention to his sister and Daniel. At the sight of Hiwalani-Noa out of her tribal gear and fierce paint, he could not help but to gawk. Her face was lit up with a smile and the bikini she wore... Oh, how it so tightly hugged her curves, as abundant as they were. Her flesh seemed to glow in the flickering firelight and that of the strobe lights. His eyes were drawn again to her breasts as they bounced with her body. Such a beautiful savage...

It seemed as though Keokolo was looking to pick a fight with the two of them and Kick was immediately sure that he didn't want a part of it. Instead, he looked over to see that the bartender had poured them another round of shots. Tearing his gaze from Hiwalani, he grabbed the two shot glasses and handed one to Ursula, watching the way she swayed her hips and bit down on her lip. He swayed with her in a much less graceful manner, finding it a bit strange. He wasn't much of a dancing guy and could just barely imitate the sort of random movements that he's seen Ian Somerhalder do as Damon Salvatore in Vampire Diaries, managing to muck that up a bit. “Actually, I do. But my preferred style is best done on a bed. Or beach. Backseat of a car.” He smirk suggestively as he dropped none-too-subtle hints about his intentions while he circled her after taking his shot and tossing the glass into a nearby trashbin.

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Hiwalani-Noa found herself thoroughly in a most enjoyable mood as she closed her eyes and danced with Daniel, her smile never leaving her face. She fist pumped with him, bouncing around as she watched Kimo and Marcus engage in a danceoff. “Oh, you haven't seen anything yet; You should see my house parties.” She laughed some more, seeming to be just bubbling over with giggles as the infectious music and Daniel's smiled moved her. Cassidy gave her a knowing look that made her just roll her eyes. She easily kept her energy flowing, having a copious amount of stamina to spend. Still, her tan body was glistening with sweat and her hair was beginning to stick to her as she whipped her neck around, a few people laughing as they got hit with the locks.

At the suggestion of drinks, she gave a bob of her head and yelled over the music. “Definitely!” She took his hands once more, noticing how soft they were, and tugged him through the crowd of sweaty maoli and haole jumping around and grinding against one another. It was definitely a great way to start off the summer, partying all night long with the people she grew up with. She could see her brothers around, only the older ones and the other three halves of her set. This luau was certainly not for any children – The others were at home with Mano and Ailani. Akamu was supervising, along with Lilo and Keoni since they were the oldest and Malie couldn't come. It certainly wouldn't look good on her aunt Malie at this point if she was caught doing a keg stand with a bunch of frat boys chanting “chug” around her.

Keoni watched from his perch near the stage, keeping a close eye on his family and making sure that there wasn't too much trouble. He sucked in his cheeks at the sight of Noa seeming to enjoy herself with Daniel. He didn't approve but he knew that he had no place to tell her what she could and couldn't do; The Kealoha family had always placed a high value on personal freedom. However, he would be watching the two of them until the end of the summer, suspicious of Daniel's intentions. He didn't want Hiwalani-Noa hurt and he certainly didn't want his family hurt because of it. He was more than aware of her desire for relationships but inability due to Keokolo. Part of him said that it wasn't his business while the other half assured him that it was completely his business. Such was a terrible situation to be stuck in. His eyes narrowed as she laughed her way into the restaurant, bumping into Keo. Noa turned to see her drunk brother a lifted a brow but took a step to go around him, still intent on ignoring him.

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She was followed and she didn't mind that quite so much. She was allowed to enjoy her food in peace, wading a bit further out into the water until it lapped at her legs. She looked around for a trash bin, but was unable to find one. Sighing, she headed to leave the water and made her way back to the party. She couldn't help but to smile a bit at how happy everyone was, though she had to dodge a bit to keep random sorority girls and frat boys from pulling her into a selfie. The last thing she needed was for the authorities to find her photograph online only to track her down and haul her off to prison. She was way too pretty for prison.

She found her way to the center of a dance circle and bust out a few of her own moves, earning her own cheers as she made a show of mambo mixed with shuffling along with a backflip, ending with the splits. She had to get up quickly to avoid getting sand into places that it shouldn't exist in, deciding that she'd go and find Keokolo to tease him a bit more. She didn't see any harm in it and, with perhaps a few bad judgment calls on her end, she might end with a fling by the end of the night. Unless she decided to string him along for a while and make him really work for it. She hadn't decided quite yet, trying to decide if she really wanted sex that badly.

She had found him eventually, after pushing through enough people, watching him angrily staring off with a girl and her date. She assumed that it might be an ex that broke his heart, but moving around so that she could see the girl's face allowed her to see that she was his sister. Ophelia knew of Hiwalani-Noa but, she was unaware of the feud between the two. Curious as to what would go down, she quickly grabbed a drink and a stool, taking a front row seat while she watched in a less than subtle manner.

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Ursula's eyes quickly lit up upon seeing Keokolo Kealoha. Interestingly enough, it seemed as though he and Kick knew each other but not on friendly terms. This made her smirk in a sly manner. In fact, while Ursula was simply enjoying the night she was also calculating. This Kick guy could prove to be useful later on. He began to dance with her though she could quickly notice it was not exactly his thing. He then answered her question with, “Actually, I do. But my preferred style is best done on a bed. Or beach. Backseat of a car.” Ursula then began to press herself against him, her flat stomach doing a sort of belly dance. She then waved the bartender over for another round of shots.

”I thought you'd never ask,” Ursula grinned playfully. Their shots were brought over a few moments later and Ursula gulped the second one down as quickly as the last round. She was feeling really loose at this point, giddy, playful, somewhat tingly, maybe even wobbly. She then grabbed onto Kick's hands, seductively licking her lips as she pulled him away from the bar. It was probably best to do this in her car since it was a roomy SUV. Leading him outside towards the parking lot, she pointed towards her black shaded Lexus NX 200t. She stumbled a bit in her footsteps before finally standing before the vehicle dangling her car keys as she unlocked the doors. She slung her arms around his neck and began to plant gentle pecks on his neck, which eventually led to his face, then left her firmly pressing her lips against Kick's.




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Daniel raised a brow at Noa saying this party was simply 'nothing.' He could only imagine what her house parties were like. He could not help but grin as Hiwalani dragged him off towards the bar. She was such a beautiful girl, independent and free. Those were qualities he truly admired. Her smile almost lit up the room in his eyes. Daniel did not mind a beer or two, but nothing more. He did not exactly find it tasteful to get hammered at a party. He had to hold onto some sense of dignity. Happily the two were almost at the bar when Noa bumped into Keokolo who did not appear happy in the slightest. His arms were crossed as he furiously glared at Noa before his eyes narrowed onto Daniel. Noa seemed to ignore Keo though and Daniel could not help but notice she's been ignoring her brother all this time. He was somewhat puzzled.

Keokolo on the other hand, was not going to let this fly. As Noa passed, he gripped onto Daniel's arm who returned his furious gaze with alarm. Keo was now the one ignoring Noa and he leaned in close to Daniel so that the man could hear every word he had to say, "First you go after my uncle's hotel. That doesn't work out for you, so now you're trying to win your way with my sister for some clout? You sick bastard.”

Daniel tore away from Keo's grasp, his lips pressed tightly together. He let go of Hiwalani's hand and simply glared back at Keokolo who was now starting to irk him. This guy did not know how to relax, he was so uptight. Were all the Kealoha men this way? How bothersome.

"My professional life and private life are two completely different matters. No, I'm not trying to gain anything by befriending your sister. I'm not a worthless scum,” Daniel retorted as he glanced Keo over as if to hint at something. He could not help but smell the scent of alcohol reeking all over Keokolo's breath. "I think you had too much to drink tonight, buddy.”

Big mistake. Keokolo was now standing between Daniel and Noa. His chest just barely touching Daniel's while his lips took the form of a pout, "What was that, haole? Are you calling me a scumbag?”

"I did not call you anything. But I won't deny thinking so,” Daniel scoffed with disgust, his temper starting to flare. He took a deep breath in an attempt to compose himself before he said something he did not mean.

Keo pushed Daniel back a bit. "You better stay away from my sister. Kealoha's don't welcome any haole in our home.”

"I think Noa can decided for herself what she wants to do,” Daniel said sarcastically. The tension was beginning to stifle and the two were eye to eye, either ready to fight at any second. Though physical violence was not exactly what Daniel had in mind.

"Why don't you ask Noa why she even asked you here tonight? You really think she's going to settle for a haole? Go ahead Hiwalani. Tell him. I dare you,” Keo shouted angrily. He was speaking rather quickly and sharp. Some people who surrounded them stopped dancing to watch but the party continued to carry on for the most part. They were not bringing too much attention to themselves just yet.

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Kick smirked as she took on another shot and witnessed her quickly begin to become more comfortable, wicked thoughts forming in his mind. His hands were all over her body, groping and caressing, before he downed his own shot and dropped the glass on the floor. He allowed her to tow him outside, his eyes undressing her in the lights that were growing ever dim the further away from the restaurant that they went. Kick wasn't the least bit surprised that she was so quick to give herself over to him. If he could seduce the preacher's daughter in church and get her to hook up with him in the bathroom during Sunday's sermon, he could certainly win over a politician's tipsy daughter at a beach party. It served only to further boost his already inflated ego and arouse him further, though he'd almost hoped that it would be a bit more of a challenge. He certainly wasn't complaining about it, though. While she didn't have that exotic flair that the island girls had, his father would certainly approve of this choice.

He pressed her against her Lexus, mentally approving her choice of vehicle. It was immediately obvious that he was the type who preferred to possess all the control, grabbing at her waist and pulling her tighter against him the moment their lips locked. His hand drifted away only to reach out and open the back passenger side door with precision and ease that said that this wasn't his first time. He picked her up and pulled her legs around him before walking her to the car and scrambling in, using his foot to pull the door to a close. He paused a moment to look down at Ursula, admiring the way her fiery locks splayed out on the seat and tumbled to the floor, complimenting her porcelain flesh while bringing attention to her pink lips and blue eyes. It seemed that everything about her complimented every other feature to perfection.

He pulled her shirt over her head and her shorts had come off soon after. He left his clothes on, only unzipping his pants, before descending upon her like a lion onto a gazelle. Kick was none too gentle in his show of affection, his tight grip leaving marks against her flesh as he grunted and groaned, thrusting into her and rocking the vehicle. He hadn't really expected the night to end this way, though he had planned on it. He was near his climax and he could tell she was, as well. However, the flash of red and blue lights forced him to stop, simply out of curiosity. It was the rapping of metal against the glass window that got him frustrated. “We're gonna need the both of you to come out – With your clothes on. We've received a number of complaints concerning your lewd activities and you're being taken in for indecent exposure.” Kick growled as he zipped himself up and punched the back of the seat. He had no doubt that the bartender who'd been feeding them such strong shots was the one behind this. “Are you fucking kidding me?!”

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“Daniel... He's not worth it,” Noa started. However, it seemed that the two were intent on exchanging words. It wasn't too long before Keo had moved to stand between she and her date, getting her fuming. She could feel herself loosing her grip on her emotions, her hands clenching into fists. It wasn't until Keokolo finally addressed her that she had all but lost it, letting anger seep into her. Wind blew from outside, whipping into a frenzy and tossing hair about, blowing empty cups off of tables and making the decorations flail about wildly. The fire of the tiki torches went out and she could hear the angry waves crashing outside. There were murmurs around her about the “strange” and sudden shift of weather but she knew that her family members would soon be closing in on she and Keokolo to prevent them from doing something stupid. And she wasn't wrong. Keoni made the scene first and went straight for Keo while Hanini, Honi, and Hikialani did their best to combat against her will, though it didn't do much. She was stronger than them.

Keoni grabbed his drunken cousin by the elbow and began to drag him behind the bar and into the kitchen. Noa watched with daggers in her eyes until she could no longer see her elder brother, her fists slowly unfurling and the weather calming down as she did in kind. She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, shrugging her shoulders to rid herself of her brothers' hands. Once she had found herself feeling better, she moved towards Daniel. “Please... Don't listen to him; He's drunk. I'm really sorry about the drama. I figured he'd be the one to start something.... But I don't regret bringing you here. I really have been having an amazing time. But I understand if you want to go now. I might be heading out soon, too.” While Noa wasn't head over heels or even so much as crushing on Daniel, she was having a fun time with him. Yes, she wanted to invoke Keokolo's ire and show him what it felt like to have her private life bother him, but he didn't seem to get it. At this point, she kind of just wanted to get away from the rest of the party so she wouldn't have to be around Keo. Her hand had slipped into Daniel's, giving it a squeeze as she waited for his answer.

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Ursula was feeling all but too exhilarated by Kick's overpowering dominance. It was such a thrill as they made their way into the backseat as Kick practically off her shirt and shorts. He was rough, and she thoroughly enjoyed every second of it as her own nails dug into his skin as they both neared their climax. However, the fun was cut short when an officer was suddenly tapping on the window demanding they exit the vehicle for indecent exposure.

"Shit,” she gasped angrily as she quickly dressed herself while a knot began to form in the pit of her stomach. She would never hear the end of this from her mother, Amelia Yancey. If word of this got out, it would hurt her mother's campaign. Suddenly she was far from interested in Kick and if anything felt annoyed by his somewhat violent reaction in punching the back of the seat. Rolling her eyes, she exited the vehicle and glared at the small group of people surrounding the scene. How am I going to fix this one?

"Ma'am I'm afraid I'm going to have to place you and your friend here under arrest," the officer stated with annoyance. "I'm going to need you two to put your hands up in the air and face the vehicle."

"He's not my friend,” Ursula snapped with protest before she hesitantly faced the car with her hands in the air. The officer grabbed her hands with little force before twisting them behind her back and cuffing them. "This is ridiculous, officer.”

A second officer began to detain Kick as well and all Ursula could manage to do was scowl. Even if she was slightly drunk, she was a law student after all. She was aware that anything she said now could be held against her later on even with the public if word were to spread. The officer then began to recite to her the Miranda Rights, "You have the right to remain silent and to refuse to answer questions. Anything you do or say may be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to consult an attorney before speaking to the police and to have an attorney present during questioning now or in the future. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you before any questioning if you wish. If you decide to answer questions now without an attorney present, you will still have the right to stop answering at any time until you talk to an attorney."

Ursula only scoffed as she was dragged away and placed into the officer's vehicle. She knew her mother would come pay her bail, though it would not be a pleasant experience. Now she was acting as though she never interacted with Kick at all and that none of this had even occurred.




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Keokolo felt himself feel absolutely outraged by Noa's livid reaction. As the wind began to pick up in speed, causing the flames of the torches to die out and send cups tumbling off of the tables, Keo's own body severely tensed as though there was fire in his eyes. The gusts of wind piling into the restaurant became exceedingly stronger, managing to even push some people and cause them to lose their footing before whipping around Noa. You could hear some gasps and shouts amongst the crowd. It was starting to become dangerous. Then suddenly Keo felt his focus break as Keoni tightly gripped his elbow and dragged him away. The wind died down and the storm calmed shortly after as Keo was forced into the kitchen.

"Kokami Keokolo oe kanapapiki!" Keoni cursed furiously throwing his hands in the air. "Are you stupid!? Are you literally this stupid?"

"E kala mai ia‘u,” Keokolo grunted his apologies though he did not appear sorry in the slightest. "Besides, she's the one who was instigating.”

"'Ai Kae, Keo. You need to learn when to keep your mouth shut. I don't trust that haole either but it's her decision. You have to lighten up," Keoni groaned with disbelief at Keo's display of arrogance.

"That is exactly the problem!” Keo exclaimed slurring his words a bit in his drunken state. He was somewhat wobbly standing on his own so he tried to lower himself to the floor which ended up with him slightly falling back into the wall. He looked miserable and grouchy, the skin of his back slightly sticking to the wall from the humidity. "No one ever wants to say anything, so I have to do it.”





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Watching the drunken Keokolo be dragged away and after experiencing that strange shift in weather, Daniel was visibly annoyed. It was for reasons exactly like this that he hardly ever came to luaus. He could not exactly explain what had him so on edge, but it was nothing personally against Hiwalani. Noa broke his thoughts as she interjected her own. Though Daniel gave her a cold shoulder, not even responding aside from shaking his head in disapproval. Tucking his hands into his pockets, he walked away scoffing feeling the need to collect his thoughts. He was aware he was being particularly cold in this instant, but this ordeal was ridiculous. He was supposed to be focused on his task here in Hawaii, not befriending the very people he was trying to take down. He exited Mano's Place not even bothering to glance back.

Fortunately, Daniel did manage to rent pick up the rental car the company purchased for him. It was an Infiniti Q60 Coupe, something the company picked. His father loved luxurious things though Daniel did not particularly care for them. While he trudged through the lot he could not help but notice Kick Masters and a redhead being arrested in front of a vehicle. This slightly picked up his mood and he could not help but chuckle as he approached his car. Finally sitting inside, he heaved a heavy sigh of frustration while gripping the steering wheel with both hands and allowing his forehead to rest on top. He did not start the car yet, for now he just wanted to sit and think. Certainly this was no time to really involve himself with women. He kept his distance from women and relationships for quite some time. It was not that he hard a time dating, he was just never interested and most definitely should not be now. What he was here to do in Lahaina was much too important and he refused to let his father down.

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Ursula had hardly even slept last night. The night was hazy in her mind, her head throbbing with a hangover. She felt too tired to try to string together what even happened. What she did remember was her body rubbing against Kick Masters and feeling him thrust fiercely inside her in the backseat of her Lexus. That was followed by an officer knocking on the window and arresting the two of them for indecent exposure shortly after. It was safe to say Amelia Yancey was not very happy to receive a phone call from the police station explaining that her daughter had been arrested. As though she were in a crazed frenzy, Amelia Yancey rushed to the station and paid her daughter's bail as soon as she could. Oh did Ursula certainly get an earful from her mother. Not only for getting in trouble, but because it could possibly hurt her mother's campaign in her running for mayor. The press did not waste a second in writing the story, for it was already in the morning paper.

So Ursula was what she sarcastically called on "probation" with her mother. Amelia Yancey would remain furious with her daughter for awhile, unless she was to redeem herself that is... Her mother decided for her that she would go to the beach today to spy on the Kealoha's who would all be there for the most part. Ursula humbly agreed, guilty for her actions. Though she had a much more sinister plot stirring in her mind. She assumed the Kealoha's had played a part in her arrest last night, specifically the bartenders and that Keoni who seemed to had been running the bar. Her mother also demanded her to forget about that Kick character. Ursula just rolled her eyes at this but agreed. Though that may have been a lie. See, Kick Masters could be of later use to her. But she had to admit she wasn't even sure she liked him while sober and did not really want to deal with him. His ego was annoying huge, and he was way in over his head. After a few cups of coffee with her mother who was giving her the silent treatment, she quickly dressed in a pair of shorts that were ripped at the hemming as a style and an emerald green bikini. She let her hair hang loose, the beach waves of her hair flowing just past her shoulders and very little makeup. Puckering her lips as she admired herself in her vanity mirror, she decided to take off. It wasn't long before she had pulled up at the beach and made her way towards the shore. Plenty of people were starting to gather and the place was infested with Kealoha's. Ugh, how many of them are there? Did each Kealoha have about five illegitimate kids or something? Jeez. Her lips curled into a scowl as she removed her flip flops to walk more easily against the sand with a tote bag hanging around her shoulder.

Stopping a few feet away from a rather exquisite looking blonde, she set up her own beach towel then quickly rubbed sun tanning lotion on herself. Her pale skin burned rather easily so she had to be careful. Again she glanced at the blonde girl curiously as she leaned back, propped slightly against her elbows so she could observe her surroundings. Ursula automatically felt as though she would not like this female, though she could not help but feel some sort of lust towards her. Obviously she wasn't a native islander, but her lips were so plump looking that she craved to nibble on them. It had been some time since she last been with another girl. She was fairly certain she saw the girl at the luau last night too, but could not confirm this so the thought quickly left her mind. Regardless, it was best she avoid any more lewd encounters for awhile. She did not stare for long though, her attention quickly stolen by a few loud mouths laying on beach towels around a volleyball net. She quickly recognized two of them to be Hiwalani-Noa Kealoha and Lilo Kealoha. How perfect. The rest of them must be friends of theirs. She could hear a decent amount of their conversations as well which made her life easier. So she continued to act casual and rest against her towel, enjoying the heat and occasional breeze that came from the ocean.