[DROP] lock and key

SAMUEL i am the ocean, crawling madly at your moon. and with one wanton whoop — They continued, a strange procession, though Sam supposed he was glad that the group he'd found himself within consisted of people that as far as he knew, liked him (a rare thing nowadays). When they came to the sheer wall he looked left and right in desperation, not wanting to have to climb, with little faith in even his Ascended-boosted strength and agility, but it did seem they had no option. Sighing, he began, trying not to wail too loudly any time he lost his footing. Eventually, thankfully, he was at the top, pushing himself up and looking forward to the pulsing mass of fish beneath the net. Sam was stuck staring, unsure of what to do, as he saw Amun walk forwards; he wanted to follow, but something about the helpless creatures stung at his heart. Looking to Aisha, at how she was helping, he knew he couldn't just leave; he rolled up his sleeves and began to work at it too, helping to detangle them from the netting. ===== Sam tries to free the fish. — i melt into a sycophantic soup, & all that's left to do, is giggle, fawn, and swoon.