[ surge squints as she watches the moths flutter about, because she's never seen them before is why she can question curiously. coming from a world where most animals are in their shape, and very few are... like this, it's shocking to see so many at one time, and they came out of nowhere too. ]
You think they're from another world?
[ anyone picking up what she's putting down. ] 'Cuz like, why are they an issue, they're just... flying.
I suspect that they are native to this world, as it did not seem like the moths themselves were considered strange to the locals here so much as figuring out why they appear the way they do.
[Azul says, as he writes something down on his notepad here without looking up yet. On the surface, Azul seems the same as ever: he had been cheerful enough when asking Surge and Kit to accompany him on this particular endeavor, then tunnel-vision focusing on the work that needed to be done once they got here and found a place to wait for the appearance of the moths.]
Regardless, the wings of some moths can be a valuable ingredient for a lot of different potions, so I'd like to try to catch some to take back with us to my workshop in addition to fulfilling the request to study them in their natural habitat. Or at the very least, find a means to see if their wings have any scales that can be brushed off and collected as a sample, if we are unable to catch any of the moths themselves.
[Then again, that may not be a particularly hard endeavor to accomplish the longer they sit out here, as it looks like some of the moths are breaking away from the group and beginning to drift in our direction...]
[ a few of the moths have already begun making their way over now, trickling away from their companions as if curious about their new visitors. they're supposed to be harmless, right? at least, that's what the locals seemed to think, but he still presses himself a little closer to surge as they approach—fluttering right in their direction, even.
kit takes a bit of a protective step forward. not so much as to be largely noticeable by surge, but enough that the first moth to land chooses the tip of his nose rather than hers.
his eyes grow big and round, but when he breathes in a bit to say something— ]
A—choo!
no worries :) youre just an end closer like honse game
[ surge doesn't get the whole science side of his, but if azul wants them for whatever concoction he has going on then she'll see to it. besides, having a job means doing what's asked sort of, and it is kind of neat thinking how angel fish will utilize something like this. like what could he even get out of scraping off scales, but what did starline get by scooping out their innards so maybe there's some method to the madness here. ]
How many do you think you're gunna need, you might as well take a boy and a girl then mate'm.
[ she wouldn't even know what classifies as that, but as one comes closer to kit right to the point of perching on his nose.
A—
in surge's mind resonates as "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH SURGE HELP ME IT'S GOT ME" without the choo, and she follows up with punching kitsunami right in his face to whack at the moth to kill it in the process. ]
Hell yeah! Drippy got us one, look, look! [ she's looking to azul for their praise. ]
i know nothing about horse girl game but i think azul would be a gold ship fan based on the name
[How do you expect anyone here to be able to tell which ones are male or female, Surge? As for Kit's question--]
I don't believe so, probably as long as you don't actually try to something odd like eating them or put one right up to your nose or mouth and--
[And then Kit suddenly sneezes before he can finish his sentence, followed up by Surge boldly punching her companion right in the face. He watches the dead moth fall to the ground sadly, before he glances to them.]
[ and imagine kit's surprise when a fist comes straight at his nose. well, it saves him from the moth, but as kit's gloved paws grasp at the place where surge just struck, he can feel tears welling in the corners of his eyes, whining softly.
no, get it together. um. ]
I-I'm fine. Surge was helping, r-right, Ma'am?
can you dl it its an evil game but you would love those damn horse girls
[ she saw that sad look in his eyes, and instantly surge is offended, because the expression didn't match the praise.
squinting, she withdraws her hand as the attention is placed on kitsunami, and with a roll of her eyes she crosses her arms. ]
I hit him all the time, he's used to it.
[ without missing a beat, surge focuses on the ground where the animal lays lifeless and unmoving. with a sigh, she picks up the dead moth to hold it between her fingers to get a real good look at it. the dust against the wings accumulate on the tip of her gloves, and it doesn't take long for two more moths to slowly flutter over, and then a third as if they're drawn in by something. ]
Oh great! The damn calvary, do you want these alive?
[ mocking!! -_- ]
I could but do I really want to subject myself to another gacha hell...
[Should he be more concerned? Perhaps, but then again, Jade and Floyd may be close siblings but they're pretty casual about hitting each other too sometimes, so maybe this is just something like that going on with Surge and Kit. If Kit's genuinely hurt then sure, Azul will do something about it, but otherwise, it looks like Surge isn't going to get reprimanded, if thats any consolation.
Instead, his concern is quickly redirected toward the moths growing in number approaching them. Are they actually bothered about their fallen comrade that Surge is currently holding, or is something else drawing them over?]
Preferably I would like a few of them to be alive to catch in here [He says, with a shake of a jar he brought with them here on this endeavor] but if too many start swarming us, then please feel free to do whatever you feel is necessary to fend them off, Surge-san.
[So yes, you have Azul's permission to kill most of them if you want to.]
yes because you aren't rolling in assassin creed gacha
[ jumping up, surge snatches the jar put of azul's hand with a curious sniff afterwards. she's thinking that he has something inside that'll keep the moths from moving around too much, whether there is or isn't, she'll shrug while tossing the jar to kitsunami. ]
You catch 'em first. They'll see how sad and frightened you are and think you're part of the pack, that way you can sneak up on them easy peasy.
[ it'll be easy anyway with how the moths are drawing in already, some bigger than others, and a few with a few more key designs than the one that surge had killed. if they squint, any light that shines on certain ones help bring out the colors: while two may have red stripes, another might have something green at the tip of their wings.
could that mean different kinds? ]
Look, they already think you're part of the flock, Drippy.
[ mumbled insistently as he finishes rubbing his now sore nose. ough...
but part of the flock indeed. from two or three at a time, to five or six, as the jar is passed over and sniffed, more and more of the moths seem to be breaking away, attracted to the trio. perhaps the friends are just sad to be left behind though—soon enough, smaller chunks of the swarm are beginning to flutter their way over, not quite having reached them yet, but certainly on their way.
for now, kit will hold out the jar for surge, expecting her to drop the first moth in. dead or not, it's still a moth. ]
Yes, Ma'am. I'll do my best.
[ put the first moth in there first. ]
its true i'm not going to roll for asscreed when i'm supposed to be saving for nautika
[Azul actually smiles upon seeing the two of them working together now to toss the moths into the jar, before he turns his attention to the moths proper now too to study them further while Surge and Kit grab and collect them. He takes notes on the slight colors that they have, including a group that appear to have some purple dusting lightly coating their wings that seem interested in trying to land on him, to which he gently sweeps his hand to brush them away when they try to get in the way of the notes he is writing.
That is, until a group of moths suddenly land on the back of his gloved hand that he's holding his pen in, and he pauses. Because these ones, if Azul squints at them hard enough, almost look like they have random splotches of something black staining the tips of their wings. It feels like if he stares at them long enough, he will see that black actually drip off their wings and splashing onto his gloves, as bizarre as the sudden thought is.
Regardless, Azul can't quite explain the strange feeling that washes over him as he stops moving his pen, as if suddenly nervous that if he makes any sudden movements, the moths will startle and suddenly take off. Or god forbid, get startled enough that they fly right into his face. As a result, Kit and Surge may suddenly notice that Azul has been rather quiet for far too long now...]
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[ surge squints as she watches the moths flutter about, because she's never seen them before is why she can question curiously. coming from a world where most animals are in their shape, and very few are... like this, it's shocking to see so many at one time, and they came out of nowhere too. ]
You think they're from another world?
[ anyone picking up what she's putting down. ] 'Cuz like, why are they an issue, they're just... flying.
no subject
[Azul says, as he writes something down on his notepad here without looking up yet. On the surface, Azul seems the same as ever: he had been cheerful enough when asking Surge and Kit to accompany him on this particular endeavor, then tunnel-vision focusing on the work that needed to be done once they got here and found a place to wait for the appearance of the moths.]
Regardless, the wings of some moths can be a valuable ingredient for a lot of different potions, so I'd like to try to catch some to take back with us to my workshop in addition to fulfilling the request to study them in their natural habitat. Or at the very least, find a means to see if their wings have any scales that can be brushed off and collected as a sample, if we are unable to catch any of the moths themselves.
[Then again, that may not be a particularly hard endeavor to accomplish the longer they sit out here, as it looks like some of the moths are breaking away from the group and beginning to drift in our direction...]
forgor to track the thread ðŸ˜
[ a few of the moths have already begun making their way over now, trickling away from their companions as if curious about their new visitors. they're supposed to be harmless, right? at least, that's what the locals seemed to think, but he still presses himself a little closer to surge as they approach—fluttering right in their direction, even.
kit takes a bit of a protective step forward. not so much as to be largely noticeable by surge, but enough that the first moth to land chooses the tip of his nose rather than hers.
his eyes grow big and round, but when he breathes in a bit to say something— ]
A—choo!
no worries :) youre just an end closer like honse game
How many do you think you're gunna need, you might as well take a boy and a girl then mate'm.
[ she wouldn't even know what classifies as that, but as one comes closer to kit right to the point of perching on his nose.
A—
in surge's mind resonates as "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH SURGE HELP ME IT'S GOT ME" without the choo, and she follows up with punching kitsunami right in his face to whack at the moth to kill it in the process. ]
Hell yeah! Drippy got us one, look, look! [ she's looking to azul for their praise. ]
i know nothing about horse girl game but i think azul would be a gold ship fan based on the name
I don't believe so, probably as long as you don't actually try to something odd like eating them or put one right up to your nose or mouth and--
[And then Kit suddenly sneezes before he can finish his sentence, followed up by Surge boldly punching her companion right in the face. He watches the dead moth fall to the ground sadly, before he glances to them.]
Good work... but, ah, is Kitsunami-san okay?
immaculate taste, azul. she kind of a critter
[ and imagine kit's surprise when a fist comes straight at his nose. well, it saves him from the moth, but as kit's gloved paws grasp at the place where surge just struck, he can feel tears welling in the corners of his eyes, whining softly.
no, get it together. um. ]
I-I'm fine. Surge was helping, r-right, Ma'am?
can you dl it its an evil game but you would love those damn horse girls
squinting, she withdraws her hand as the attention is placed on kitsunami, and with a roll of her eyes she crosses her arms. ]
I hit him all the time, he's used to it.
[ without missing a beat, surge focuses on the ground where the animal lays lifeless and unmoving. with a sigh, she picks up the dead moth to hold it between her fingers to get a real good look at it. the dust against the wings accumulate on the tip of her gloves, and it doesn't take long for two more moths to slowly flutter over, and then a third as if they're drawn in by something. ]
Oh great! The damn calvary, do you want these alive?
[ mocking!! -_- ]
I could but do I really want to subject myself to another gacha hell...
[Should he be more concerned? Perhaps, but then again, Jade and Floyd may be close siblings but they're pretty casual about hitting each other too sometimes, so maybe this is just something like that going on with Surge and Kit. If Kit's genuinely hurt then sure, Azul will do something about it, but otherwise, it looks like Surge isn't going to get reprimanded, if thats any consolation.
Instead, his concern is quickly redirected toward the moths growing in number approaching them. Are they actually bothered about their fallen comrade that Surge is currently holding, or is something else drawing them over?]
Preferably I would like a few of them to be alive to catch in here [He says, with a shake of a jar he brought with them here on this endeavor] but if too many start swarming us, then please feel free to do whatever you feel is necessary to fend them off, Surge-san.
[So yes, you have Azul's permission to kill most of them if you want to.]
yes because you aren't rolling in assassin creed gacha
You catch 'em first. They'll see how sad and frightened you are and think you're part of the pack, that way you can sneak up on them easy peasy.
[ it'll be easy anyway with how the moths are drawing in already, some bigger than others, and a few with a few more key designs than the one that surge had killed. if they squint, any light that shines on certain ones help bring out the colors: while two may have red stripes, another might have something green at the tip of their wings.
could that mean different kinds? ]
Look, they already think you're part of the flock, Drippy.
assassin creed gacha is kind of crazy i can't lie
[ mumbled insistently as he finishes rubbing his now sore nose. ough...
but part of the flock indeed. from two or three at a time, to five or six, as the jar is passed over and sniffed, more and more of the moths seem to be breaking away, attracted to the trio. perhaps the friends are just sad to be left behind though—soon enough, smaller chunks of the swarm are beginning to flutter their way over, not quite having reached them yet, but certainly on their way.
for now, kit will hold out the jar for surge, expecting her to drop the first moth in. dead or not, it's still a moth. ]
Yes, Ma'am. I'll do my best.
[ put the first moth in there first. ]
its true i'm not going to roll for asscreed when i'm supposed to be saving for nautika
That is, until a group of moths suddenly land on the back of his gloved hand that he's holding his pen in, and he pauses. Because these ones, if Azul squints at them hard enough, almost look like they have random splotches of something black staining the tips of their wings. It feels like if he stares at them long enough, he will see that black actually drip off their wings and splashing onto his gloves, as bizarre as the sudden thought is.
Regardless, Azul can't quite explain the strange feeling that washes over him as he stops moving his pen, as if suddenly nervous that if he makes any sudden movements, the moths will startle and suddenly take off. Or god forbid, get startled enough that they fly right into his face. As a result, Kit and Surge may suddenly notice that Azul has been rather quiet for far too long now...]