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[ Hello, Pal! You might not be expecting a sea jelly excitedly knocking at your door seemingly at random, but who does really? There should probably be a protocol for this specific situation. It happens a lot, for some reason. ]
[To be fair, it's a very polite thing for a sea jelly to do!
Pal limps a little as he comes to the door; though no serious damage was done, he is still covered in bruises after his adventure scaling the ship's stairs during the storm and--not to put too fine a point on it--being flung to the relative safety of Jenny's ship. When he opens the door he does recognize Mizuki, though not necessarily from their most recent encounter. He had been focused on other things then. Like not dying. And the tentacles.]
It's Mizuki, isn't it? What can I do for you?
Pal limps a little as he comes to the door; though no serious damage was done, he is still covered in bruises after his adventure scaling the ship's stairs during the storm and--not to put too fine a point on it--being flung to the relative safety of Jenny's ship. When he opens the door he does recognize Mizuki, though not necessarily from their most recent encounter. He had been focused on other things then. Like not dying. And the tentacles.]
It's Mizuki, isn't it? What can I do for you?
[ Mizuki gives a very small wave and a smile. It's a bit... sheepish. But he's here on a mission, so...! ]
Less what you can do for me, more just delivering a package!
[ He procures a small box from his bag to hold it out to Pal. Inside, of course, is a vial of Mizuki's antitoxin and a syringe. ]
This is for you! Courtesy of Ebalon, who made it, and Clarke, who recommended that you should have one! It's an antidote.
Less what you can do for me, more just delivering a package!
[ He procures a small box from his bag to hold it out to Pal. Inside, of course, is a vial of Mizuki's antitoxin and a syringe. ]
This is for you! Courtesy of Ebalon, who made it, and Clarke, who recommended that you should have one! It's an antidote.
Edited 2022-04-30 07:59 (UTC)
[looks a bit puzzled, but admittedly intrigued, as he takes the box and opens it to find both the vial and the needle nestled inside]
...Thank you? [look, he's grateful Mizuki, but the lack of context is...confusing. Pal holds up the vial and squints at it.] What sort of antitoxin?
...Thank you? [look, he's grateful Mizuki, but the lack of context is...confusing. Pal holds up the vial and squints at it.] What sort of antitoxin?
Oh. It's...
[ It takes him a moment to try and figure out how to say "Cnidarian Aegir antitoxin but specifically of the me variety" in a way that would be palatable but... ]
It's for my toxins! [ Better. But also maybe worse, simultaneously, because no he's not explaining himself yet again. ]
[ It takes him a moment to try and figure out how to say "Cnidarian Aegir antitoxin but specifically of the me variety" in a way that would be palatable but... ]
It's for my toxins! [ Better. But also maybe worse, simultaneously, because no he's not explaining himself yet again. ]
[Pal blinks slowly. Did he miss something? While he has been spending more time than usual in the last two weeks recovering from Jenny's hurricane, he doesn't think he'd slept through that much.]
For. Your? Toxins? [hmm, now that he thinks about it, that is awfully interesting.] You have toxins?
For. Your? Toxins? [hmm, now that he thinks about it, that is awfully interesting.] You have toxins?
... [ Oh! Right. He needs to stop assuming that people on the boat know who he is just because Mizuki has been snooping around on other people doesn't mean anything. He holds his hand out, expecting a handshake. ]
I guess we haven't been properly introduced!!! My bad. I am Mizuki. And I am an Aegir! They're a seafaring race of my world. Specifically, I'm a Cnidarian Aegir, which means that [ He gives a big smile for his "dramatic reveal". It's not dramatic. Or a reveal if Palamedes knows what a cnidarian is. But he can pretend for a moment, okay? ] I'm a sea jelly!!
I guess we haven't been properly introduced!!! My bad. I am Mizuki. And I am an Aegir! They're a seafaring race of my world. Specifically, I'm a Cnidarian Aegir, which means that [ He gives a big smile for his "dramatic reveal". It's not dramatic. Or a reveal if Palamedes knows what a cnidarian is. But he can pretend for a moment, okay? ] I'm a sea jelly!!
[Pal immediately begins cycling through his knowledge of Greek, searching for the meaning of Cnidarian. Stinging nettle? No, surely that can’t be right—
And then Mizuki surprises him once again] You’re awfully bipedal for a sea jelly. [technically he’s never seen one before, but he’s quite sure they are very different from people] But I suppose I’m learning all sorts of remarkable things on this ship. That’s really very fascinating.
And then Mizuki surprises him once again] You’re awfully bipedal for a sea jelly. [technically he’s never seen one before, but he’s quite sure they are very different from people] But I suppose I’m learning all sorts of remarkable things on this ship. That’s really very fascinating.
Well, I am an Aegir, first and foremost. We are a bipedal. Sea jelly is... a subspecies, if you will.
[ He's not going to go showing his tentacles again for proof. Palamedes has already met them, and there's no reason for him to go uncamouflaging them. ]
Mhm! There's lots of weird people. I didn't know humans existed before I came here. There's so many of you, it's very strange. Ehehe... But! Um! For the antitoxin, you have to keep it in a cool place out of the sunlight. I think Ebalon said something about the proteins getting all weird? I dunno, I'm not really good at the science-y stuff. And it's for emergencies like... if the Captain somehow gets a hold of what I have.
[ He's not going to go showing his tentacles again for proof. Palamedes has already met them, and there's no reason for him to go uncamouflaging them. ]
Mhm! There's lots of weird people. I didn't know humans existed before I came here. There's so many of you, it's very strange. Ehehe... But! Um! For the antitoxin, you have to keep it in a cool place out of the sunlight. I think Ebalon said something about the proteins getting all weird? I dunno, I'm not really good at the science-y stuff. And it's for emergencies like... if the Captain somehow gets a hold of what I have.
Oh, I see! [he has to admit, Mizuki does have a point about the ship's weirdness] I suppose one person's 'strange' is another person's 'everyday.' I've gotten my share of odd looks since arriving here, so I can sympathize.
[Now that his initial shock has worn off, Pal turns his focus entirely onto scientific matters. Once again, he holds up the vial and peers at it, nodding at the instructions, which sound sensible. He makes a note to himself to track down this Ebalon to learn more.] May I ask what sort of toxins you produce? Neurological? Hematopoietic? Necrotic?
[Now that his initial shock has worn off, Pal turns his focus entirely onto scientific matters. Once again, he holds up the vial and peers at it, nodding at the instructions, which sound sensible. He makes a note to himself to track down this Ebalon to learn more.] May I ask what sort of toxins you produce? Neurological? Hematopoietic? Necrotic?
Oh, er...
[ Mizuki tilts his head a moment. They might be his toxins and he knows how they work, but actually trying to be scientific about it is... strange. Hard. ]
Neurological sounds... right. It's hallucinogenic. Disrupts tactile, visual, and audial perception. Also overstimulates the amygdala? [ As far as Mizuki knows, that's the diagnosis. His understanding of it is "things aren't really there, but boy howdy are they spooky." ]
[ Mizuki tilts his head a moment. They might be his toxins and he knows how they work, but actually trying to be scientific about it is... strange. Hard. ]
Neurological sounds... right. It's hallucinogenic. Disrupts tactile, visual, and audial perception. Also overstimulates the amygdala? [ As far as Mizuki knows, that's the diagnosis. His understanding of it is "things aren't really there, but boy howdy are they spooky." ]
[He nods along, unfazed by the gruesome harm that Mizuki can theoretically inflict. To be fair, Pal could also inflict gruesome harm if he really wanted to, so maybe for that reason he understands better.] Definitely neurological. How is the antidote made?
[ He makes some very vague hand gestures in the air. How does he say "I tortured my friend for it, but he asked me to so I thought it'd be okay. I started crying. It was a whole thing. Don't worry about it."? ]
You'll have to ask Ebalon. I'm not sure. Something about antibodies?
You'll have to ask Ebalon. I'm not sure. Something about antibodies?
[Palamedes hums softly and studies Mizuki for a moment in silence. Clearly there's a larger story there, but Pal doesn't know how to crack it--and he doesn't know if he needs to, anyway. He isn't one to unnecessarily pry.
Besides, maybe he can just figure out the chemical make-up on his own.]
Interesting. Well. [he puts the vial back in the box.] Thank you very much for the gift. I'll have to thank Clarke for thinking of me as well. We can all only hope that it proves unnecessary.
Besides, maybe he can just figure out the chemical make-up on his own.]
Interesting. Well. [he puts the vial back in the box.] Thank you very much for the gift. I'll have to thank Clarke for thinking of me as well. We can all only hope that it proves unnecessary.
Mmh. She's incredibly kind, isn't she?? So thoughtful~. [ Mizuki wouldn't know who to give what at this point, so the fact that he has someone who was so quick to give him a list of names was incredibly convenient. ]
But, yes, that's sort of where she and I were at as well. Hope for the best, expect the worst, all that jazz. I'm sorry I couldn't bring you a more fun gift. Hopefully in the future I might be able to!
But, yes, that's sort of where she and I were at as well. Hope for the best, expect the worst, all that jazz. I'm sorry I couldn't bring you a more fun gift. Hopefully in the future I might be able to!
…
[look. Pal likes Clarke. Pal is beginning to consider Clarke one of the people he trusts most on this surely-damned ship. But ‘kind’ is not the first word he would have used to describe her, on the whole.
Just saying.]
[in any case! After a beat he answers brightly] No apology necessary. I will take ‘scientifically interesting’ over ‘fun’ anytime.
I’m delighted to finally meet you properly, Mizuki.
[look. Pal likes Clarke. Pal is beginning to consider Clarke one of the people he trusts most on this surely-damned ship. But ‘kind’ is not the first word he would have used to describe her, on the whole.
Just saying.]
[in any case! After a beat he answers brightly] No apology necessary. I will take ‘scientifically interesting’ over ‘fun’ anytime.
I’m delighted to finally meet you properly, Mizuki.
[ Fair. True. Valid. Mizuki is just really weird about Clarke and will compliment her at any given notice, so here we are. He doesn't seem to notice his silence on the matter, or, rather, doesn't seem to pick up on the implications. ]
Good to know! I'll be sure to bring you any other science-y stuff I find, then. And if you need anything else, you're free to let me know!
Oh, and likewise!! I'm uh... ehe. Sorry that our first meeting was brief. [ And, you know. Bad. ]
Good to know! I'll be sure to bring you any other science-y stuff I find, then. And if you need anything else, you're free to let me know!
Oh, and likewise!! I'm uh... ehe. Sorry that our first meeting was brief. [ And, you know. Bad. ]
[Palamedes is about to ask what in goodness name Mizuki has to apologize before, when all at once, the penny drops. The storm, and the slick deck, and this hopeful face coming through the rain. And tentacles.
Oh. Oh.] Oh!
During the storm— with the— [he waggles his fingers in a vaguely tentacle-y manner] That was you!
[He doesn't sound upset, exactly. Startled, yes. But also rather impressed.]
Oh. Oh.] Oh!
During the storm— with the— [he waggles his fingers in a vaguely tentacle-y manner] That was you!
[He doesn't sound upset, exactly. Startled, yes. But also rather impressed.]
[ Mizuki certainly does feel some kinda way that he is now associated with, by a lot of people, wiggly fingers. It makes SENSE, but also, it's simultaneously funny and offending that it's... that. ]
Mhm. There was a lot going on. Especially with me? I'm, uh... not a fan of pirates. And that was... a lot.
Mhm. There was a lot going on. Especially with me? I'm, uh... not a fan of pirates. And that was... a lot.
[with a rather gentle smile] I think it was a lot for all of us.
[Pal clears his throat. Is the tentacles thing weird? Yep. Was being picked up by a giant, slimy arm and thrown across the water dreadful and terrifying? Sure! But Palamedes isn't mad about it, really. Which, he supposes, Mizuki might want to know.] And goodness knows, I might have slid right off the deck and into the sea if it hadn't been for you. Given I'm in no rush to discover what drowning feels like, I'm grateful.
[Pal clears his throat. Is the tentacles thing weird? Yep. Was being picked up by a giant, slimy arm and thrown across the water dreadful and terrifying? Sure! But Palamedes isn't mad about it, really. Which, he supposes, Mizuki might want to know.] And goodness knows, I might have slid right off the deck and into the sea if it hadn't been for you. Given I'm in no rush to discover what drowning feels like, I'm grateful.
Oh! No problem! It was still quite rude of me, though. There are much more polite ways to go about things, after all. Asking, for starters. Telling you that you shouldn't look at them because they evoke paranoia, for another. I usually try very hard to be polite, so the fact I let it fall so flat during a time of high stress is still unacceptable.
[ He gives Palamedes a little bow of his head, though. ]
Though, you are quite kind! I can see why Clarke wanted me to bring you a vial. You're a good person~.
[ He gives Palamedes a little bow of his head, though. ]
Though, you are quite kind! I can see why Clarke wanted me to bring you a vial. You're a good person~.
[He gives a serious nod in return.] Well. I try to be. As do you, I think. [Because, as odd as he is, Mizuki is clearly working hard to do the right thing. You can't always say that of people--even good people.]
Thank you for this [making a gesture with the box] and give my respects to your friend Ebalon.
Thank you for this [making a gesture with the box] and give my respects to your friend Ebalon.
Picture turned out weird but
Captain's got a black void inside him which will apparently kill you if you touch it.
Do you know what it means?
[Attached: a photo of the captain's weird head wound, except it's all warped like a creepypasta.
Look, Pal is like his go-to person to creepy occult shit.]
Captain's got a black void inside him which will apparently kill you if you touch it.
Do you know what it means?
[Attached: a photo of the captain's weird head wound, except it's all warped like a creepypasta.
Look, Pal is like his go-to person to creepy occult shit.]
[Palamedes had escaped to the deck the moment he could in a desperate hope that it might cure the nausea that had welled up inside him after the captain had appeared and the purpose of the party had become apparent.
Weirdly, the text from Natsuno helps. It’s data. It’s something to focus on besides the matter of just how many of his fellow passengers were willing and eager to resort to violence at the briefest provocation.]
Haven’t a clue. Currently considering three different theories. Will analyze further and get back to you. —Pal [after a moment he sends another text] PS. Clarification. What the hell did you do to him?
Weirdly, the text from Natsuno helps. It’s data. It’s something to focus on besides the matter of just how many of his fellow passengers were willing and eager to resort to violence at the briefest provocation.]
Haven’t a clue. Currently considering three different theories. Will analyze further and get back to you. —Pal [after a moment he sends another text] PS. Clarification. What the hell did you do to him?
Edited (one of these days I will get the html right on the first try) 2022-05-20 21:32 (UTC)
Me? Nothing.
Clarke stabbed him with lobster crackers.
Clarke stabbed him with lobster crackers.
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