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nexus_crossings2021-03-07 10:02 am
pelicanmouth) wrote in nexus_crossings2021-03-07 10:02 am
+1 Long Nervous Boi
There's a stranger in the Plaza, water trailing on the ground behind him as he moves. There's something fishy about this visitor - in the literal sense. He looks around, startled by the bustling When someone accidentally cuts in front of him, he instinctively puffs his head up from fright.
He looks like a long, snakelike fish with a dimly glowing light at the end of his tail. His head is a giant toothless mouth that gapes when he talks. He's trying his best to seem friendly, since he's aware of how unsettling he looks to ocean folk not so familiar with denizens of the deep sea. Let alone land folk - and he's as frightened of humans and other creatures as he's sure they are of him.
Gulper eels aren't meant to be in the light, and he's sure he's the first one to have had the chance to visit - thankful for the special equipment that helps him breathe in the air environment, but this is as alien for him as his home would be to most of the people here.
"Uh." His tail twines in anxiety, almost twisting itself into knots. He asks a question, since that's how things are done here from the sound of things. "Does anybody know where I can find some water?"
He looks like a long, snakelike fish with a dimly glowing light at the end of his tail. His head is a giant toothless mouth that gapes when he talks. He's trying his best to seem friendly, since he's aware of how unsettling he looks to ocean folk not so familiar with denizens of the deep sea. Let alone land folk - and he's as frightened of humans and other creatures as he's sure they are of him.
Gulper eels aren't meant to be in the light, and he's sure he's the first one to have had the chance to visit - thankful for the special equipment that helps him breathe in the air environment, but this is as alien for him as his home would be to most of the people here.
"Uh." His tail twines in anxiety, almost twisting itself into knots. He asks a question, since that's how things are done here from the sound of things. "Does anybody know where I can find some water?"
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"You want water? Deh sea has water and so do clouds. Cookie show you where you can drink around here. Dere are bars and nice places dat you can sit and drink water. Me like cookies better den water doh."
This guy likes cookies.
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The gulper eel lives in the sea, so he knows what it is, though it's land environments that he's unfamiliar with. The light is very useful for seeing in the dark - and in a world of anthropomorphic sea creatures, it has mundane uses like as a flashlight or a reading light in the appropriate situation.
"Cookies? There are cookies here?"
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Aziraphale, Lucifer and Ziggy Stardust have all shared cookies with Cookie and this pleased him. It was a bit sad that some of the big robot people couldn't eat cookies like his big friend Clobber. She was a special kind of huge friend!
"Do you want to find cookies with me? Choco-late chip? Does fishy like dat flavour?"
He doesn't know your name yet so is going with "fishy" for now.
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The eel visibly brightens, those beady eyes wide and pleased by Cookie's offer. "Fishy" works fine for now, introductions can happen later.
"Sure, I'll look for cookies with you. Any flavor will work."
Gulper eels aren't fussy eaters. That far down in the sea, nobody can afford to be too picky.
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It was true. No matter how many cookies the monster ate he always felt he had to eat more. Cookie was a growing monster! He had to eat to live and gorging on cookies was a good way to live. Smiling, Cookie was happy that "Fishy" liked his name because maybe he didn't have one? Everyone had to have a name.
"Choco-late chip are my favou-rite ones. Tasty. Also big ones dat have big chips in. Maybe we go to deh shops and look. Dere are bars but deh are for grown-ups. Cookies not old enough for dem."
sorry for no icons yet--working on it!
The change is doubtless connected to the creature lounging within the fountain. Her upper body is humanoid, but on too large a scale to be human, and plated with silvery, mottled scales. The structure of her face is distinctly fishy, with a wide, u-shaped mouth. Her eyes are yellow, large and luminous, but the structure of the lids is more human than fish, and likewise her cheekbones and brow give her the look of something in-between ocean and land. A translucent fin runs down the crown of her head and all the way down her back, vanishing into the depths of the fountain as does her tail. From the waist up, she's easily fifteen feet in height. It's hard to tell how long the rest of her might be.
There's a good chance some of the regulars are avoiding her because holy shit. But she seems pretty peaceful, arms folded on the edge of the fountain, chin resting on crossed hands. Her fin flits when she sees the gulper, though, making a soft splash in the fountain behind her. This is a familiar creature! It's a little weird he's just walking around on the land, but weirdness is just a sign of an opportunity to learn, right?
"Here, little one," she calls, and beckons him. "There's space aplenty. I won't harm you."
He's way too big for an oarfish to eat, anyway, even if she wanted to.
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The gulper's pleased by the sight of the large fountain - while he can thankfully survive on land, he still finds the water much more comfortable for him. He lacks scales, so his skin is a bit more soft and stretchy than other fish.
He likes water that's deep, and cold, like his home. Warm water is too much for him - his people are adapted to the darkest parts of the ocean, not the tropical waters inhabited by sharks and the brightly colored fish people think of, including his moray cousins. He's much stranger looking than they are.
So he slides in, serpentlike, into the fountain to join his new friend.
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The water isn't as cold as it is deep down in the ocean, but it's pleasantly cool enough. Gerlinde sinks deeper down to make space for him, leaving just her neck and head above the surface. "How did you get here? I awoke in this little cavern."
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"I don't know." Leon answers honestly. "I must have gotten lost in a deep-sea cave. That's the last place I remember being. I'm an explorer."
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"I'm happy to meet you, Leon," she says, and squeezes her eyes half shut in a smile. "Perhaps we can make sense of this place together."
"I have a friend who explores the shore often. It's not for me, but I do enjoy hearing her stories."
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He nods, or as close as a creature like him can come to nodding. A gulper eel's mouth looks strange folded up.
"I've never been that far up. We denizens of the deep aren't allowed."
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"Why are you not allowed? Is it the danger of the light, or is there some other reason?"
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The tail-light dims a little. "It's dangerous for our people to go to the surface," Leon explains.