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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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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."