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closed 🌠⚡ it's far too easy to miss the beauty in the simple things
Who: Eustace & Tifa Lockhart.
Status: Closed.
Where: Around.
What: It's Tifa's birthday, and she's overworking again, so Eustace takes her away. Event stuff tba.
Warnings: Fluff.
Status: Closed.
Where: Around.
What: It's Tifa's birthday, and she's overworking again, so Eustace takes her away. Event stuff tba.
Warnings: Fluff.
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[She gives her fat bum a wiggle.]
Slugs aren't exactly known for their swimming. Pretty sure they crawl along the sea floor.
["She's right," the whale butts in with a bit of a snippy voice.]
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And he'll hold her closer before pressing his thumb against her wiggling butt to push her against the bubble so she can pop out.]
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"I think you might be able to at least clean off some of the barnacles right around my fin, with a size like that," she huffs.
Alright lady, she is trying to help, but she doesn't like being bossed around!!! But fine, she'll... clean the barnacles, and she stifles the tiniest 'ugh' that threatens to leave her.]
I'm going to need his help, if that's okay. At least at the start. Still not really used to this form.
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"As long as he doesn't use claws."
...He's a dog type not a cat—but well, wolves would have claws, too, so he just doesn't say anything.]
I'll be careful.
[And he won't really wait and swim up closer to Tifa where he can place her directly on the spot while also noticing the barnacles. Not just there, but all over her back. There are a few, and while not uncommon, with so many he can somewhat see why she would be so irritable.]
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And as she moves around and through them, she tries to shove one off to test.]
Do they hurt at all?
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"No, just irritating. Like an annoying scab that won't fall off."
That fits with what he knows of barnacles. Ultimately harmless creatures that just latch on.]
But they can dig in deep... So we should only focus on ones that may be looser?
[At that the whale is silent as she stares at Eustace before there's a snort of bubbles.
"So you're not completely clueless... Aye, don't bother with the ones that are stuck on tight. The lotion will do better for it. But there are some loose ones that you should be able to pry off."
It's said a little begrudging, but at least it's a little more helpful for them, and Tifa will be able to see a small barnacle that looks like it's not fully attached onto the skin compared to most of the others.]
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Pop!
Pop!
Pop!
Several of them come right off as she suddenly puffs up before she moves onto the next and does the same thing, even getting under some of the tighter clinging ones to push those ones off as well, her bristles doing some of the work while her more pliant body moves to the shape of them.
And she can't help but feel a little pleased when the whale gives a content sigh as more and more of them drift off into the water. "Damned things, I thought they'd never get off..."]
Told you.
[She's going to allow herself that much before she gets back to work. There are a few extremely stubborn ones, but by the time that she finishes in the area around her dorsal fin, most of them are gone, and she can move it more easily now.
"Amazing..." She realizes that she'd said it out loud, and clears her throat. "I mean, it's about damn time."
As Tifa wiggles her ears at Eustace for him to pick her up again!]
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...Well that should be obvious—
But he'll also help where he can, helping to pry and loosen up some of the tighter but removable barnacles so that Tifa can pop it off the rest of the way. He'll have scrape off some of the remnants with his nails, which the whale will also give a contented sigh of relief before clearing her throat and muttering about "claws."
Once they are through, he'll reach out and take Tifa onto his palm, smiling a bit.]
If you can tell us where the materials you need for the lotion, we'll try and get what we can.
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"There's a place just outside of the village that the residents here like to call the Shimmering Fields. Can't miss it. But there are a lot of plants and grass. The thing that makes it shimmer is the glass in the sand. But you'll want to grab the sand from there, as well as the seaweed so that I can ground it up."]
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Sounds simple enough.
[And he'll hold out the bubble for Tifa to re-enter.]
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... Think I could stay out of it for a while? Was getting kind of stuffy in there. At least until we get outside.
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[He can't help but look at her a little concerned. After all, she did get caught in that current earlier...]
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[She nudges his thumb with her head, and shrinks a little when she feels the whale's eyes still on them. She lowers her voice.]
I think this is fine for now? If you're up to it.
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All right. You can always move to the bag if you need to.
[Speaking of, he'll make the payment and take the items and the list back, the whale just grumbling.
"The rest of what you need should be near in the area. It's safe so she should be fine, but watch the dolphins. Rowdy lot like to swim through and cause a ruckus."
He hadn't expected it, but he nods in appreciation.]
Thanks, we'll keep an eye out.
[And when Tifa is ready, he'll hold her close as he swims back to the waiting seahorse.]
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It's like... being stuck inside a really stuffy room all day. [She starts to explain, giving him another nuzzle.] Except instead of air, the room is made of water.
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[He continues to gently pet the top of her head, and maaaybe finding some amusement when her little body squishes a little from it before mounting the seahorse.]
I just don't want you to get caught again...
[He's not going to say it, but it had been a little terrifying watching her just carried off.]
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[Squish squish squish, she shimmies along in his palm to show off.]
I think I'm getting the hang of it a little more.
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Careful, I don't want you to start forgetting what you really are and wanting to stay as a little bunny slug.
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Would you still love me if I stayed a bunny slug?
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[A low, drawn out hum as if he has to actually think about it before he laughs before she can actually get too upset at him.]
I would—but I'd still find a way to change you back.
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Good. I was about to say that you're walking on thin ice here!
[Her giggle is so high-pitched that she even hears the difference in her own head for that one.]
Well. Hopefully once this is done, I can finally swim beside you again...
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[He gives her another little pet before setting her on top of his head.]
So let's get these materials. Ready?
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Okay. I'm nice and snug, but just ease into it.
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Hang on.
[And with that the seahorse moves forward, first at a nice slow walk and increasing slowly until they're at a safe and steady speed to get through the town. Fortunately most people will move out of the way, and it won't take long before they are out of the town and swimming through the road that would lead towards the fields of that seagrass. And as the old whale had said, the sand and the grass seems to shimmer with the glass hidden beneath.]
There's not too much more that we need to find out here, so shouldn't take too long.
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[Her little eyes "widen" at the sight in front of them. The way that the glass shimmers in the soft, white sand, and the seaweed that billows in the currents of the water. The way that they dance makes it look like the sand is quite literally sparkling with how the light hits it.
And now she's even more sad that she can't swim around here with him, and her ears droop.]
... Should definitely come back here later.
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