It would probably surprise the people of Rifts Earth to learn that their predecessors in the Golden Age had onced considered shark attacks a major risk working or playing near the shore. To them such a thing would seem silly. There are much, much worse things in the ocean than sharks.
Sometimes those things don’t want to eat you though. Sometimes those things just want to eat your dinner. As evidenced by the sight near the Vesper docks today. There are a number of orcas breaching outside the harbor. They’re ecstatic, really. The fisherman have been playing a ‘game’ with them, trying to conceal which one of the boats has the nets laden with delicious fish.
This is not a game the fishermen have won today. It’s not a game they really think is a game. If it’s any consolation to them, the orcas didn’t take all the catch and they did help round up more fish for the fishermen.
It’s just a lot of extra work.
Megana loves animals and she’s sitting atop a stack of crates where she’s been the past few hours since arriving back in Vesper. The Shifter is dressed for the weather but in a set of newer traveling leathers. She’s been having a good time watching the show and munching warm roasted nuts.
Curled around her neck is a strange little black skinned octupus like creature. It doesn’t seem to need or want water though and looks to be content to peer out from under Megana’s hair and watch it’s surroundings through large milky white eyes. Every now and and then a lone tentacle drifts down to steal a nut and turns color to match her green leather duster or the brown of nut bag.Professor Loro Korol has been doing research.
Underwater of course.
The presence of the orcas — so close to shore, and in the middle of fishing season for the Sentients above — is proving something of a distraction, however, if not an entirely surprising one. Korol sets aside his slate and chalk and burst up out of the water a couple of hundred yards from the shore, standing upon a water-spout.
Blinking his large, dark eyes and tilting his head sideways he remarks aloud: “An observation: I do not believe the fishermen appreciate the humour of this situation as the orcas do… Fortunately… they understand enough to put the gentle creatures back in the sea. Hmm… It would appear science will have to wait.”
And he rides the water-spout to the sandline.
That is the sound of one ecstatic teenager. He may not be quite a kid, but Kaji’s always loved marine life. He likes fish too, and not just to eat. He can manage to go to aquariums and not try to figure out what would look good served sashimi style on a plate. There aren’t any aquariums here that he knows of, but being at the docks is the next best thing, and hey, how often is it that you see orcas right off the coast?
Leaning well over some wooden railing that he’d pretty much ran up to and hopped on, he grins, watching the large sea creatures in the distance. “Aren’t they great?” The comment might not have originally been for anyone particularly, since he hadn’t actually taken a good look around at anyone else in the area. He’d been a little excited about the whales, after all.
There’s something else in the waters, neither whale nor boat. Kaji blinks, looking at the strange….is that a waterspout? -that rises up from the sea. “Whoa, neat,” he says, watching as the thing approaches with the sea-camou figure atop of it.“…That’s a lot of orca.”
Somewhere nearby, Felipe continues to stare out at the water where the fishermen and the orcas ‘play,’ somewhat entranced by the entertainment it provides as he and Pegi wander. “A lot more than I’ve ever seen, anyway. Not like I’ve seen something like this before,” he shrugs, chuckling the more he thinks about it. He then turns to look at Pegi. “Hey, Pegi, come take a look at this– ”
It’s about this point in time the doctor realizes he’s very much alone and glancing back at an empty space where his Saurian sister should be. “Pegi?” Initially confused as to why he’s by himself, it slowly dawns on him that he probably left her behind on accident. “Ah, great,” he sighs, wrinking his nose a little. “Either I walk too fast or she got distracted by some of those shells she saw earlier…”
“Steady there, lad…” a hand snakes out and grabs at Kaji’s collar. “You wouldn’t want to fall in there.” Ardul gives the teen an indulgent smile and lets him go once she’s sure he’s stable “The last time I escorted a ship out that way, I was accosted by one of the denizons.”
“Hello Megana.” she nods to the Shifter and turns to watch Loro approaching the shore. “And look who the tide bought in…” she says dryly, perhaps to the companion she was walking with. “There better not be any impromptu showers. Hello Professor Korol.”One of the Orca swims into the harbor sort of lazily. The rest are kind of dispersing after their display of amusement, headed off in groups of half a dozen to a dozen. The one though makes a circle of the outer harbor wall and finally stops, dives and comes up near Ardul and Kaji and Felipe and Loro.
And then he blows and gives the group a light shower. Amused fish is, as it seems, still amused.
Oddly… this Orca seems to have an ever so slightly faint metallic sheen to it…
“Ooh nooo. It’s Professor Hottie.” Megana moans softly and the Shifter’s cheeks turn crimson. Last time she saw him she waded into the freezing ocean water to ask if she could pet him. Without actually meaning to. She’s soooooo glad Teddy wasn’t there to see it. Or that she’d rather liked it when he petted her back.
Megana glances down at the familiar voice by her crates. “Ooh careful Kaji! You really don’t wanna fall in there. Hey want some nuts??” She hops down from her perch with a loud thump as her booted feet hit the dock rather heavily and holds out the bag. “They’re good~” She’s no longer watching the whales but watching as Loro approaches. She might be sorta, dusting herself off a bit with her other hand and so misses Ardul’s arrival. “Oh! Hi.” Meg smiles distractedly. Her eyes suddenly move to the Orca closing in on them. She stares at it suspiciously while brushing droplets off her face. She keeps quiet though, unsure what to threaten a metalic whale with. “I’ll come in there and smack you just seems very ineffective. Also, she’d prolly freeze her tits off. So Silence it is. Maybe just a hint of glowering. The strange little octopusthing just watches it all.Loro’s water-spout conveniently returns to the surf after depositing him on the shore, and he approaches the group gathered there — a webbed hand raised in greetings.
“Salutations!” says he with a smile and a click of his tongue. “You are all looking well… I think. It’s hard to tell some species…” Glancing aside at Ardul, he smiles. “An acquiescence: no, no impromptu showers today. Any showers shall be accompanied by due notice and permission. Except the ones that aren’t.”
Again, he clicks his tongue.
His attention drawn toward one of the orcas, the amphibian Kressh professor peers at it, and then makes some whistling noises — merely an affectation. “Ooh, an observation… I believe…” <~Salutations, BiForm,~> he projects to that particular orca. <~A query: do your pod-companions realise the fishermen here needs these fish to survive? I fear their ‘game’ is proving somewhat on the costly side…~>
“Yerk-!” Kaji glances over his shoulder before grinning at Ardul. “This seems sturdy enough, at least…” he insists, but he eases back from where he had been leaning over the railing, then drops down to the ground. “Oh, hey Megana!” he waves, looking past Ardul as the Shifter comes over from her crate perch. His head tilts at her, brow furrowing as he notices the slight flush of her face. “…you’re not sick, are you?”
It must be a great day to be at the pier, because the teenager notices another familiar face, if only just so. “Doctor…!” he shouts, subsequently trailing off as he grasps for the name that goes with it. “Phil….Fred….no, that wasn’t it…”
He misses Loro’s arrival as he tries to recall Felipe’s name, at least until the professor speaks up. Of course, it’s at that moment that the playful orca decides to spritz them all. “Pfftoo! Pfeh! Ugh, bad Shamu!” he scowls, wiping his face off with a sleeve.Oh hey, he knows these guys. Except for the Shifter. She’s new. And the professor has a very nice entry. He really should have expected as much, but it’s still pretty dynamic. “–Oh. Hey guys!” The doctor offers a friendly wave, letting it fall short as Kaji tries to remember names. “Felipe,” he adds helpfully, if somewhat flatly.
But then Felipe blinks once he notices one of the orcas approaches the group, arching a brow as he watches the thing circle them. And then they all get a good light-hearted spray from the whale-fish. Although he tries to look annoyed, he can’t help but wheeze a laugh at the suddenness of it all. “Right, good one,” the doctor calls to the orca, pushing back his hair from his forehead. “Very refreshing, but I’m very sure I’ve been awake.”
Ardul splutters as the Orca ‘greets’ them and she narrows her grey eyes at the creature. “I assume that’s your way of greeting people.” The //people// is used loosely. She recognises the metallic sheen to the skin and wonders … well Hunter had pointed one out the other day.
Being new to Rifts Earth, she’s not sure. Though the way Loro is talking to it, her suspicions are rather confirmed.
“Well met, sea traveller. I am Ardul. How is it you are known.”
Megs slight flush as she looks at Loro gets a smirk from the Soldier. “I don’t think she’s sick Kaji. And who or what is Shamu?”
“And hello Doctor Felipe. I trust our patients from Dinosaur Swamp are recovering?”
As the rest of the Orcas make their out to sea, there’s a lazy roll of grey and a large flipper, making it’s way into the bay… it’s still someway out yet.The whale ducks back under the surface and seems to be swimming away… then it turns around and shoots back upward. It breaches once again but this time it’s arc carries it up toward where Kaji is standing. Just when it looks like he might be in for a whale belly flop the thing changes, turning into an orca colored human being with a //definite// metallic sheen to his skin. Oh, and no hair.
The still very much wet being lands behind Kaji (who now also might be somewhat wet) and rises from a crouch.
“Greetings Ardul.” He says in english. “You may call me Derion.” He pauses. “Not Shamu.” Beat. “What’s a Shamu?”
The biform flashes Felipe a grin and looks to Loro. “They have fish enough. It’s a good game for my cousins.” Whales always were kind of smart. These days they’re much, much smarter than the humans of the golden age could have dreamed. And they have magic.
Megana flushes further at Kaji’s question and shoots Ardul a glare. This feelings! These damned feelings! They need to go away like yesterday! Fuuuuck. Actually, no. Don’t don’t think that word don’t think that word. Oh thank Gods and Demons and everything Teddy isn’t here. He’d laugh himself into the harbor or just stare at her in horror.
She gives Kaji’s Doctor friend a flustered wave and then turns to hug Kaji to cover her little fit of embarassment. She gasps as the thing leaps from the water and throws herself across her friend, it’s more an instinctive gesture of protection than anything cause if the damned thing was trying to flatten him well, he’d still be flattened and so would she.
Apparently she doesn’t think well when flustered. When after a few seconds have passed and they aren’t dead she splutters and straightens and just staaaaaaaaaares. More white than red now, Megana sits down heavily. Her octo-friend is somehow back up on the crates, staring down at the Shifter while radiating a sense of disapproval at her sudden loss of genius.Loro smiles at the Whale Biform.
“It is most amusing to watch. Oh, introductions: I am Professor Loro Korol, representing my people, as well as the Academy of Esoteric Arts — and other… interested parties. Open seas and favourable currents to you.”
He clicks his tongue again, and casts his eye over the group. “Ah, Doctor Felipe Something! And… Megana Shadowcrust! More wet and salty salutations to you both.” To Kaji he adds: “It would seem our BiForm friend almost left quite the impression upon you, good fellow. Mister…?”
Well, if she isn’t sick, then what is it? He’s not sure what’d make Megana embarrassed, because it seems few enough thing can do that! Unless….
He finds himself suddenly hugged, typical Megana-greeting, which while it catches him off guard, he does his best to return, however awkward a position it might be. It’s difficult to hug back when your arms are caught under the other person’s! “Shamu’s…” he begins, no longer sighing at the references lost, since this too has become typical, but he doesn’t get to finish his thought once the sunlight is eclipsed by flying whale. His eyes widen as he mouths an ‘Oh sh-‘ -except then /everything/ is blocked out by sudden Megana shield, which just throws off his balance. Pancakes, all around!
…instead, Kaji finds himself sitting beside Megana, dripping wet. Did the orca explode?? Blinking, he looks back to see the shiny-skinned humanoid. “…whoa, neat!” he manages to say despite being soaked with fish water. Never mind the fact that he nearly had a heart attack at thinking he and Megana were going to be dock pizza. His heart’s still beating pretty fast though.
“…ehrm. Shamu. Would be one of the most popular orca in the world, where I come from,” he proclaims, flicking his wet bangs out of his eyes. He glances up at Loro, smiling crookedly. “Kaji. Nice to meet you, Professor Korol. And yeah, he sure did,” he says as he shoots a look back at Derion, although it’s only mock annoyance as he grins shortly thereafter.“They are,” Felipe assures Ardul without missing a beat. Some of his medical professionalism sneaks back in with the inquiry. “It was a close call, but we were fortunate enough to save them before they got worse. While they’re showing progress under surveilance, it’ll still be a while before they’re cleared to leave.”
Biting his tongue from saying his full name for Professor Loro’s correction, Derion’s transformation definitely keeps him from doing so. Any more surprises like this and he’d lose his tongue. Maybe this kind of exposure is for his own good.
That doesn’t stop him from glancing back over at Megana and Kaji, however. To the former, he leans a little to the side to ask, “A-are you okay? You looked kinda feverish earlier…”
“Aargh.” Ardul shakes herself, extending her wings and sending a shower of water everywhere. “Well met, Derion. That’s an impressive display.” Her eyes are laughing, she recognises the playful nature of the … man/creature. She’s seen it in her soldiers – if only she realised what the Whales of this world were like.
“A popular Orca?” she glances at Kaji who’s now being manhandled by Meg and shakes her head. Then it’s back to the Biform “Apart from playing with the fishermen, what brings you ashore today?”“A popular Orca? I’d be curious to know what world this is.” Derion says. “In any case sorry for the shower.” He’s not sorry. He’s not at all sorry. But it’s nice to say.
“The sea currents have been odd recently. What do you know of the Whale Singers?” Likely not much. They may, occasionally, stop by Vesper but it’s not likely they have much of a presence otherwise.
Kaji hasn’t known her long enough to realize that there are actually only two humans that she frequently touchesl. Himself and Teddy. The rest of them she avoids physical contact from or with as if they have a plague and she is *so* not about to explain to all the people here that no she isn’t sick! She’s just.. sorta.. going through a phase. She hopes. To Teddy’s God even! Because if this doesn’t go away soon she’s gonna die of embarrasment. Seriously.
Instead the Shifter just glowers at the ground as her octopet berates her by throwing a nut at her head. “Ow! I’m fine.” Her pet slither/scitters down the crates, across the dock and back up under her hair, grabbing several more spilled nuts for later ammunition on the way. “They’re a type of mage I think.” She answers Derion in a somewhat muted tone. She’s seriously considering just dropping through a Rift to…almost anywhere else right now. But.. Kaji… and Professor.. Nope! That’s what got her into this mess in the first place.Loro gives Meg a curious look.
<~I would hardly pry, Medalena, but your thoughts //do// carry a most… troubled resonance to them. Are you ill? Was there something in the water perhaps?~> he asks her curiously. He also appears to have gotten her name wrong again.
Turning back toward Derion, the Kressh lifts both hands to his chin and dances his fingertips together in thought. “The //Whale-Singers?//” he inquires with blinking eyes and a clicking tongue — his interest is evident. “No more than legends — songs — sung among my people. Theirs is a truly magnificent gift.. Confession: I am quite jealous of them — the Whale-Singers, that is. What has befallen them? Please do not say it is anything ill. That would be… most disheartening.”
The boy smiles wistfully. “It’s…old and really, really far away,” he says. He slowly pushes himself to his feet, offering Megana a hand. His eyes follow the path of the nut that’s gone flying at the Shifter, and he blinks at the octopus-thing, staring as it slinks down and the up again onto Megana’s shoulders. A finger may or may not be moving towards it to poke curiously.
“Whale singers…? I’m….guessing it’s something more than the usual singing they do,” he reflects, casting a glance at the others to see if they’ve got any better clues. Not so surprising that Professor Korol’s got something.Flying nuts — a dangerous projectile if one isn’t paying attention. Fortunately, this isn’t a serious case of attack, and the nut is lighter than a rock or anything else of that particular size. The doctor also looks at the octopus, not even sure what to say about that aside from: “Good arm.”
He shakes his head. “I mean– uhm. Ahem.” Oh look, convenient topic to latch onto. “I’m not exactly sure,” he adds as he shares a look with Kaji before looking back at the others. “Whale watching wasn’t really an area of study I ventured into.”
“Very little, I admit, Derion.” Ardul admits. “I’m not long on this world and there’s much to learn. But I asked around a little.” Loro gets a curious look “And there are tales that are told in taverns. Why don’t you share a tale and tell us about the odd currents?”
The winged woman risks a glance out into the bay “I’ve escorted some ships recently that have been beset by strange creatures from the depths…”
“Megana…” the soldiers tone creeps in “… do control your pet, please. I would hate to be hit by a misjudged throw.”“The shifter has the right of it. Magi. Many of them are actually whales, some of them are Biforms. Some are land-dwellers. They’re going to be meeting here, soon. It’s a good location. I live in the area, so I’m early.”
A convocation of mages on that scale has to be about something of some import. And indeed… “It’s about the Naut’yll. Squid faces. Aggressive. They like to use coral weapons. They’re settling in the area in increasing numbers. Which is… worrying.”
A single large white eye slowly turns to focus on Kaji as it peers out from the Shifter’s hair part way. She takes hold of Kaji’s hand but also the dockrail to pull herself up since she isn’t such a light weight. “Thanks.” She looks at the Professor and somehow manages not to blush again.
‘I’m fine, thank you, really. I was just startled you know. Sometimes humans react badly to being startled.’ She directs at him. That’s actually even all true. Just not the whole truth because she’s mostly still in denial about what’s going on with her… previously been deeply surpressed and unexperienced emotions are now bubbling up to the surface and she has no idea how to handle them or what to do with them. The little pet then peers at Ardul and radiates disapproval in that direction at her estimation of it’s skills. “Oh he’s not really a pet, More like. uhm..” -I am here to study this world until I’m ready to rule over you allllliieeeeeeee- Megana tosses him over the rail of the dock and the strange little creature disappears after a splash. “I’m so tired of hearing that. I’ve known him for twenty years and that is all he ever says.” She raises a brow at the info that Darian delivers but doesn’t really comment. There’s always something dangerous and worrying happening somewhere. It should be interesting at least.“I see…”
Loro continues twiddling his fingers, occasionally with some tongue-clicking, and leans his head to the left. He appears to be lost in thought for a bit. He only stirs from this reverie to see Megana’s little ‘friend’ go for a swim as it were.
“A meeting? Here? More Whale-Singers are coming here? Elation: that’s… wonderful!”
“And… worrying. I’ll be prepared, I promise.” Turning to Megana, he inquires: “Can you little companion swim? Is this a thing of which we should be worried? — he is, after all, apparently intending to overthrow the world…”
<~Vile-mannered little mussel-wart.~>
Oh awesome. Whale mages… And… they’re concerned about… “Quarren….?” Kaji whispers under his breath, unable to help but think of certain tentacle-faced aliens from a certain space opera. Although speaking of space…
All the while Megana’s pulling herself up to her feet, Kaji meets that single eye that stares at him, right up until the octobit goes flying into the water. He’s moving to the railing to stare after it, although for some odd reason, he’s grinning. “FINALLY. Someone who’d understand my alien reference- and it turns out to be a tako.” He rolls his eyes, sighing as he rests his arms over the railing.And there goes the octothing. Back into the ocean with that one!
“…Good arm,” Felipe repeats lightly in regards to Megana’s actions, the corner of his mouth quirking in slight amusement.
Because he totally doesn’t get the references. That’s not his fault.
“Well, I hope that stops the disturbance.” Ardul mutters as the Octobit goes flying and turns her attention back to Derion. “Sounds rather serious, I think.” Kaji’s whispered reference gets a raised blonde brow but that’s quickly replaced with a light scowl as magic is mentioned.
“What is it the convocation hopes to resolve?” If there’s an aggressive sea-folk moving into the area, that doesn’t bode well for the neighbourhood.
A glance to Felipe to see if he’s following. Because this type of thing normally fighting. And fighting normally means that a Doctors services will be required.“You are full of odd words.” Derion also watches the octo-thing fly into the sea. Maybe it’ll find it’s way back up. Maybe it’ll drop into a rift. Maybe it’ll get eaten. All will be well either way.
“Well the Naut’yll moving in is worrying yes. They’re moving along the coast from Dogwood to here. That’s a problem. What’s a bigger problem is the fact that the settlement pattern suggest that they’re moving away from something. What we don’t know. Nothing in the songs from elsewhere in the ocean has any kind of clues. It’s a mystery and not the kind of one we like.”
Megana sighs in annoyance. “Why can’t they just go eat Dogwood. I hate those guys!” Well, at least she didn’t call them motherfuckers this time. She’s thinking it though. Along with the words Magic hating. The octoguy will find his way back to her. He always does.
“Hm. Y’know. I’m feeling kinda glad I don’t live here. Warring tribes, violent ocean natives.. things seem to be getting a bit more dangerous than the usual around here all of a sudden.” It’s not really strange, these things happen but it does make her wonder a little bit about the timing. Probably it’s all just a coincidence.“Life is peril,” Loro replies absently, only half-listening to the Shifter. His attention is on the news of the Naut’yll and the soon-to-be-arriving Whale-Singers. To Derion he remarks: “A promise: you’ll have all my resources and knowlege at your disposal — anything you need. It shouldn’t be hard to reach me if you need to — my orifices are in the ocean.”
Then he lifts a finger.
“Correction: offices //and// orifices.” Then to Ardul he says: “Perhaps it might be an advantageous endeavour to combine efforts? I would welcome your wings — and the rest of you, of course, Kni — ah, Ardul.”
Still watching the waters, Kaji listens as the talk about the Naut’ylls resumes. He tries not to shiver with the ocean breeze, his jacket not having been exactly water proof, and it’s pretty chilly out, even without being wet. Frowning a bit, he glances over his shoulder again.
“So then…something’s potentially chased the Naut’yll out from wherever they’d usually be? But if they’re armed and hostile, well that doesn’t make sense. You’d think they’d defend their territory- if they’re territorial.” He arches a brow at Derion.
That’s about all he can think of to suggest, with what little he’s just heard. He finds himself nodding at Loro’s offers and suggestions of his own, even as he reaches over to pat Megana on the shoulder.Although mildly bewildered by all of the information, he’s following. Brown eyes meet the gray of Ardul’s, attentive the moment the conversation gets a little more serious. And if it involves serious stuff, it usually involves violence and grievous injury among a person or several persons participating in said serious stuff.
Such is the life of a doctor who’s meant to be on-call at every waking hour, especially if he gets sucked into dangerous scenarios. But as Loro has said, ‘Life is peril.’
At least there’s never a dull moment.
“An aggressive species running from something is never good.” Ardul frowns at Derion, everyone else forgotten for the time being. “I wish you and the convocation, well, Derion.” Loro gets a considering look and small smirk “Given my wings are attached to me, you can hardly do otherwise than to have the whole package. But I am no researcher, Professor. I am a soldier. If that is useful to you, or to your people, Derion. I am at your disposal.”
With a glance down the wharf, the blonde frowns slightly. “I have an appointment to keep soon…” she murmurs but Kaji’s observation pulls her back with a snort “And therein, young man, is the problem. When an aggressive species decides to flee, what does that tell you they’re running from? Then it makes perfect sense.”“They are most assuredly territorial. And they would fight. So if they’re running…” Derion leaves it hanging off there.
“In any case more of my people should be arriving over the next week. You seem to like whales. If any of you land dwellers would like I can take you out to meet some of them before they get here…”
Loro can of course go any time he likes.
“In the mean time though I have lodgings to arrange. Good day to you all…”
Megana smiles as Kaji pats her. She isn’t sure why but likes it and leans over to hug him, more carefully this time. Then she slips her leather duster off and wraps it around his shoulders. She’s got on a sweater, the coat is waterproofed and she’s also used to being outside.
“We should get back to Gran’s and get warmed up. It was nice seeing you Professor Coral.” The Shifter has a glimmer of amusement in her eyes. She purposely pronounces it slightly wrong cause she’s caught his mistakes earlier but rather than be offended finds it funny. She does the same thingfrequently, usually not on purpose. “And nice meeting the rest of you. Be safe Ardul.”At the Whale-Biform’s offer, Loro brightens visibly, nodding his head crisply. He then glances over at Kaji, Felipe and Megana and remarks: “An offer: If ever I’m visiting the whales, you’re welcome to appetise me; I should be glad of the company — yes, accompany… I think I said that right. Alas, with regret — I too must return to my research for now. I need time to process all this new and worrisome insemination.”
Perhaps not realising he has used the wrong word again — or perhaps realising all too well — the good professor gestures to the sea and summons a water-spout to come and collect him…
Lightly showering his friends at the same time.
“Apologies!” he calls out as he surfs away.
“Either they’re running or something’s managed to convince them that an invasion seems like a great idea. …but yeah, things don’t look good on this end no matter how you turn it.”
Kaji frowns. Then sneezes. Then sniffles. Megana is given a grateful look at the offer of her duster, and as much as he’d insist that she should keep it on, the extra warmth is definitely nice, and he doesn’t want to catch a cold. The suggestion to go back to Gran’s isn’t one he’ll protest.
Derion’s offer does make him smile again, his eyes practically lighting up in spite of the grimness of the earlier conversation. Making friends with all the whales…. Ahem. He nods, trying not to do so too vigorously. “I’d like that, Derion!” Kaji turns about and away from the railing, tugging Megana’s duster closer around him. “See you around, Ardul? And…Doc, what about you? -oh! Yeah, okay, Professor Korol!” he calls, although he looks a bit blankly as he tries to process the last. Or maybe he shouldn’t try to process that too hard. Maybe he’s just hearing things. Well, waving can’t hurt, right? Waaaave.
Ardul nods to Derion. Exactly. She might like to sit in on that meeting. Even if there is magic involved.
“Good day, to Derion. A pleasure meeting you and if you ever want someone to ‘swim’ with, I’ll happily oblige.” Not in the water of course. Not in that armour.
“Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve an appointment to keep.” Her wings fold down onto her back “Professor Korol. Kaji, do try to stay out of trouble and you’ll be seeing me around, I’m sure. Doctor Felipe. Megana.” With a nod, the tall blonde in gleaming armour turns on her heel and strides off towards one of the nearby ships.Felipe frowns, crossing his arms thoughtfully in front of his body as he goes over everything mentally to make sure he hasn’t missed anything. “Well, running can sometimes be the best option…” He trails off as well, leaving it at that.
He shifts in place, looking over his shoulder for a handful of seconds as the others begin to announce taking their leave. Leaving doesn’t sound like a bad idea. Of course, that will be done after getting showered for a second time, thanks to Professor Loro.
A little salt water won’t kill him.
“…I need to go find Pegi,” the doctor coughs, trying to shake off some of the excess liquid. Maybe he’s a /little/ worried now that the young Saurian warrior hasn’t come wandering over here on her own. Just a little. “For all I know, she’s been keeping herself busy.” He, too, offers a wave as he turns to go, his other hand adjusting the bag strap running across his chest. “Anyway! I guess I’ll see you all around, if not sooner.”
And off he goes, shuddering as the cold gets through the layers of soaked gear on him. He won’t get sick, promise.
Orca's are playing in the bay near Vesper. One of them decides to come play with the land lubbers
February 28, 2410