Kenza
And there it is—!
Oh.
Oh.
"What," she exclaims, all sorts of confused when confronted with this monstrosity from the abyss: it's... a boot. A demonic, possessed, slimy-armed boot. ?!?!?!?!??!
Kenza reboots her brain and her sensibilities. It's not some hideous deep-sea creature she's never seen before. Really, for a bit it had fooled her, which may or may not have added some fuel to her little outburst. The rest of the sentence, 'the fuck is that', is fortunately not uttered out loud.
But then there's just this big hunk of a merman, all graceful and mystical and well-muscled, holding up this old dead boot with a grumpy octopus curled around it, and she can barely keep herself from laughing. The fits make her shiver up on the jetty, teeth digging into her forearm to keep it in. She's afraid to affront him with her mirth, but, it might just be the funniest thing she's seen in a while.
She manages to calm herself somewhat as Hadama pursues the rather noble option of trying to free the boot, presumably to return it and its owner to the depths. It's still pretty funny, but that picture of the stalemate is just burned into her mind. "Oh, hrm, sorry!" she coughs a little as she struggles to get herself under control. "I'm Kenza."
Oh.
Oh.
"What," she exclaims, all sorts of confused when confronted with this monstrosity from the abyss: it's... a boot. A demonic, possessed, slimy-armed boot. ?!?!?!?!??!
Kenza reboots her brain and her sensibilities. It's not some hideous deep-sea creature she's never seen before. Really, for a bit it had fooled her, which may or may not have added some fuel to her little outburst. The rest of the sentence, 'the fuck is that', is fortunately not uttered out loud.
But then there's just this big hunk of a merman, all graceful and mystical and well-muscled, holding up this old dead boot with a grumpy octopus curled around it, and she can barely keep herself from laughing. The fits make her shiver up on the jetty, teeth digging into her forearm to keep it in. She's afraid to affront him with her mirth, but, it might just be the funniest thing she's seen in a while.
She manages to calm herself somewhat as Hadama pursues the rather noble option of trying to free the boot, presumably to return it and its owner to the depths. It's still pretty funny, but that picture of the stalemate is just burned into her mind. "Oh, hrm, sorry!" she coughs a little as she struggles to get herself under control. "I'm Kenza."
