CA: *Early in the pm (early for trolls anyway) there's a sudden very loud knocking at Cronus' block. Or maybe it's Rufioh's block. WHO KNOWS. The old seatroll has seen Cronus in whosever block this belongs to a lot so HERE HE IS. KNOCKING UP A STORM.*
CA: *whaaaat? He was definitely asleep before that knocking started, and he slowly slogs out of bed and walks to the door, in nothing but his sleep trunks* *opens the door, blinking sleep out of his eyes*
CA: *It a Dualscar, and he's wearing a pair of wetsuit pants and little else aside from a hunting knife strapped to his leg.* TOOK YE LONG ENOUGH. *Snort.* PACK YER SHIT. WWE ARE GOIN' HUNTIN'.
CA: ...vwhat? *he has to still be asleep. He just stands there, confusion plastered across his face*
CA: *Furrows his brows and raises his voice even further than his regular volume.* I SAID. PACK. YER. SHIT.
CA: DO YE EVVEN HAVVE ANYTHIN' BETWWEEN THOSE FINS A YERS.
CA: hey vw vwait i nevwer agreed to go anyvwhere! *holds his arms up defensively*
CA: SO YE'D RATHR LIVVE YER LIFE AS A FUCKIN' JOKE? SOME KIND A... *Waves his hand around dismissively.* PAMPERED LITTLE DECORATIVVE PISSWWRIGGLER WWITH PILLOWWS SEWWN UNDER YER ARSE? YE SAID YE DON'T KNOWW HOWW TA HUNT, SO NOWW I'M GONNA TEACH YE HOWW.
CA: *oh god, he has a feeling he's not going to be able to get out of this, and a look of DEFEAT crosses his face* *hands his head as he walks back into t he room and slowly starts packing*
CA: *Good. He might just be smiling just a little bit as he stands in the doorway with his arms crossed, but it's gone again as soon as it came.* DON'T HAVVE TA BRING ALLA YER STUFF. SOMETHIN' GOOD FOR SWWIMMIN', NOTHIN' ALL FANCY FRILLS OR COLORFUL THAT MAKES YE AS OBVVIOUS TA EVVERYTHIN' IN THE SEA LIKE A WWHORE IN A NUNNERY. WWHATEVVER LIGHT WWEAPONS YE HAVVE T-- *Squints.* YE /DO/ HAVVE WWEAPONS?
CA: uh. i havwe boxing glovwes that feferi got me? *looks back, packing some clothes and.... holds up his swim trunks, which are definitely bright and colorful*
CA: *Gives him a dry look at both the answer and the bright trunks.* AN' JUST HOWW HARD CAN YE PUNCH WWITH THOSE? *Eyes his physique for a second trying to determine if he would be able to punch a sea snake.* DON'T YE HAVVE ANYTHIN' MORE DISCREET THAN THAT EYESORE?
CA: vwhy vwould i NEED anything more discreet? the vwhole point VWAS to get attention.
CA: AN' I'M SURE YE WWILL. PLENTY A ATTENTION A ALL THE FUCKIN' BEASTIES IN A FIVVE MILE RADIUS. BUT BY ALL MEANS, IF YER DYIN' WWISH BE THAT A LOCKIN' LIPS WWITH A GIANT MORAY EEL THEN GO RIGHT AHEAD. CAN'T PROMISE YE WWILL HAVVE A OPEN CASKET FUNERAL HOWWEVVER.
CA: i didnt ASK to go hunting, i dont HAVWE to go.
CA: OH, YE DON'T? *Stares him down, arms crossed and his fins halfway flared.* MEANIN' THAT YER MORE THAN CAPABLE A DEFENDIN' YERSELF SHOULD SOMEONE COME AT YE WWITH KILLIN' AS THEIR INTENT? *Eyes him again then snorts.* OR JUST IN GENERAL. *Has this kid even won a physical fight before? He is giving him such a look mixed of pity and condescention.*
CA: *SWEATS* *stares back* ..... *SHRINKS*
CA: *Huffs.* AS I THOUGHT. *Flicks a earfin.* FORGET ABOUT THE GLOVVES. I'LL LEND YE ONE A MINE. STILL YE NEED SOMETHIN' LESS GAREISH. DARK UNDERWWEAR WWILL DO IF YE HAVVE NOTHIN' ELSE.
CA: ... vwell i do havwe that. *goes to pull out some very dark boxers that he specifically had back when he was still on europa* like this?
CA: *Well thank god. He had been (somewhat) prepared for the kid to pull out some kind of ridiculous thong of some kind. Internal sigh of relief. Nods his head in approval.* THAT'LL DO JUST FINE.
CA: *PACKS IT AWAY, although he's still not sure he likes doing this at all*
CA: *A final look over then nods again.* THEN OFF WWE GO. HOPE YE HAVVEN'T HAD ANY BREAKFAST. AIN'T NOTHIN' THAT AWWAKENS THE HUNTER IN YE BETTER THAN SOME PROPER STARVVATION. *Guffaws!*
CA: i cant havwe breakfast?!
CA: *feels his life slipping away* *stares off, EYES GLAZING OVER*
CA: *Rolls his eyes at that expression, but he also can't help guffawing again.* DON'T GIMME THAT LOOK, BOY! THERE'S ALWWAYS SEAWWEED.
CA: *cries internally* im refusing to go you cant make me.
CA: *Bristles again. Some whining might be amusing at times, but now it had well overstayed it's welcome.* YER SOUNDIN' SO VVERY SURE A THAT. YET WWE BOTH KNOWW THAT YER COMIN' WWITH ME, ONE WWAY OR THE OTHER. YE CAN HAVVE THE CHOICE A HAVVIN' SOME SHRED A DIGNITY OR NOT. TAKE YER PICK.
CA: i dont knowv that. you havwent forced me to do ANYTHING so far. i could just stand here vwith my feet planted, and i dont see you batting an eye.
CA: RIGHT THEN. *Because it's not like he hasn't dragged or carried Cronus places before. He moves from the doorway, making a straight line for him without hesitation and reaches out to place one hand around his throat.*
CA: *AS THOSE HANDS COME ON HIS THROAT*
CA: *The hand closes around his screamy throat, not very hard mind you, as his other arm loops around his waist. With one fluid motion Cronus is lifted and tossed over Dualscar's shoulder like a sack of potatoes, held in place around his middle with one hand.* NO DIGNITY IT IS.
CA: *Tries to grab something, ANYTHING, as he sees he's getting grabbed, but all he really does is manage to knock a couple things over and pull the blanket off the bed*
CA: *Sharp upward jab of his shoulder into Cronus' stomach since he's all squirmy.* SETTLE THE FUCK DOWWN. THIS SHIT AIN'T GONNA KILL YE, NO MATTER HOWW MUCH YER ACTIN' LIKE IT IS. *And so he walks out of the block.*
CA: *OOF, goes limp on Dualscar's shoulder*
CA: *he's not unconscious he's just... SUPER DEFEATED*
CA: *Dualscar doesn't really care either way so long as he's not squirming around and being such a pissant about this. Gonna just walk out of the ship and to the shore in determined silence.*
CA: *just watches the ground as things pass. Is this the last time he'll see that crack in the tile? that patch of sand? will it all come to an end soon? what does sand taste like anyway? he may have to survive on sand. even seaweed might escape him*
CA: *He would have jabbed him with his shoulder again if he knew just how dramatic Cronus is being right now. They arrive at the shore, the sun still hanging low, not quite yet gone in the horizon.* HERE WWE ARE. *Promptly drops Cronus right down into the sand, bringing out another knife from his sylladex to hand it to him hilt first.* FIRST LESSON. YE STAB THINGS WWITH THE POINTY END.
CA: *OOF. Hits the ground, then stares at the knife* ... you vwant me to catch a fish vwith that?
CA: *Shoves the knife into his hand.* YE DON'T CATCH FISH WWITH A KNIFE. SMALL FRY YE CAN GET WWITH YER OWWN HANDS OR JUST KEEPIN' YER MOUTH OPEN IN A SCHOOL A FISH. I WWANT YE TA HUNT, PROPER. WWE ARE GONNA FIND SOMETHIN' FOR YE TA FIGHT. TA STAB. THEN EAT. *Waves a hand in the air.* IT AIN'T FUCKIN' ROCKET SCIENCE.
CA: you vwant me to fight a shark?!
CA: *Raises a brow, scoffing a little bit.* IF YE WWANT TA START OUT SO EASY, THEN AYE.
CA: *feels his life leaving his body a second time.* vwait, sharks are easy?! vwhats hard??
CA: *Furrows his brows deeply.* HAVVE YE NEVVER BEEN AT SEA, BOY? *Scoffs.* BACK IN MY DAY YE COULDN'T LEAVVE PORT WWITHOUT HAVVIN' SOME DEEP SEA FUCKER TRYIN' TA SINK YER SHIP. SEA DRAGONS ARE HARD, AS ARE SERPENTS AN' GIANT SQUIDS, BUT ONLY IF YE DON'T KNOWW WWHAT YER DOIN'.
CA: *JESUS CHRIST IS HE GOING TO MAKE HIM FIGHT A SQUID???* howv.. many days are vwe... doing this...?
CA: AS MANY AS IS NEEDED. *Blunt.*
CA: *Waves at the ocean.* NOWW GO ON. NEED TA SEE WWHAT LEVVEL YER AT BEFORE SAYIN' ANYTHIN'. *Eyes him suspiciously, half a squint.* YE /DO/ KNOWW HOWW TA SWWIM?
CA: vwell yeah im not COMPLETELY pathetic. *FLUSTERED* ... *gets up and starts walking slowly towards the ocean*
CA: *Unsquints a little bit and seems somewhat amused.* GOOD TA KNOWW. * Goes to follow Cronus, but he's so slow he's just... Gently puts a hand to his back and sort of SHOVES.* PUT SOME MORE POWWER INTO YER WWALK. BEASTS AN' PEOPLE BOTH CAN SMELL FEAR-- UNCERTAINTY. THEY'LL GOBBLE YE UP AN' SPIT YE OUT WWITHOUT A SECOND THOUGHT.
CA: *STUM8LES* *FUCK. Puffs his chest out and tries to look brave, but HES NOT FEELING IT*
CA: WWITH FEELIN' BOY. DON'T MEAN JACK SHIT IF YER NOT BELIEVVEIN' IN IT YERSELF. THIS AIN'T YE GOIN' INTO A WWATERY GRAVVE. IT'S JUST LIKE ANY OTHER TRANIN' SESSION.
CA: ... *stares at the water then looks back at dualscar* but it is vwater. and vwhat if i do die?
CA: *Looks at him like Cronus just made some kind of statement along with the lines of 'water is wet'. Jabs a finger in direction of the gill slits on Cronus' neck.* IT'S WWATER. YE HAVVE GILLS. IF YE DIE THEN YE DIE. BUT YER WWITH ME. SO YE WWON'T. EVVEN IF YE SHOULD THEN THAT'S ALL THAT HAPPENS. YE DIE. NOTHIN' BIG SCARY MYSTERY ABOUT IT.
CA: *OH GOD. He feels like he's going to faint.* yeah, i guess there isnt. *GULP* *starts just.... walking right into the ocean again and sinks right in*
CA: *And he will follow. At least he's not trying to run away, because he was honestly expecting him to run away. Follows down into the sea until he's submerged, looking around briefly. There's not gonna be any big ones near the shore, but he will see if Cronus can figure that out on his own.*
CA: *floats here and looks around.... huh. Well theres nothing too scary yet* *paddles around casually*
CA: *...A fierce predator indeed. He is rolling his eyes so hard. Gonna swim up to Cronus and point right into the deep dark ocean over yonder. LETS GO.*
CA: *SHAKES HIS HEAD FRANCTICALLY*
CA: *THE DRIEST STARE. Then NODS, once, determined and stern as all hell. Points again, harder this time, the motion of his arm creating small bubbles floating up to the surface.*
CA: *UNDERWATER SIGH. Time to start swimming out into the deep....*
CA: *That's more like it. He will follow. Hopefully Cronus would pause around the coral reef that wasn't too far from here, as a lot of fish (and a few sharks) would hang around there. Hell, maybe he would even go for a elusive moray eel. Regardless, he is gonna follow, the freckles and patterns on his body and fins that otherwise were near invisible slowly beginning to turn visible the further down in the waters they got.*
CA: *he does spot the coral reef, and... okay, there's a lot of little fish around here. Keeps his knife up as he swims towards a group of fish, but as soon as he gets close, they scatter*
CA: *In the wake of the scattering fish Dualscar appears by Cronus' side. He pokes him in the shoulder to get his attention, then makes a fanning motion in front of his face. He proceeds to show two fingers, then holds up only one. He points towards the fish, then balls up a fist and punches it forwards so fast that airbubbles rise. Then he shows up two fingers again, then just one, the opposite of the one he held up before. He points down into the sand close to the reef, and makes a motion as if shimmying into the sand, then taps his wrist. Two ways of hunting, fast and direct or waiting and biding your time.*
CA: *all of this goes over cronus's head and he winds up just staring blankly at dualscar as he waves his hands around. Was this sign language? He only knew a tiny bit of sign language.*
CA: *He huffs irritably, bubbles rising from the corners of his mouth. Maybe he needed a demonstration to understand instead. He points at Cronus, his eyes specifically, then at himself. Turning his head away to look at the many fishies he scans over the lot until he settles on a school of blue tang. With a cascade of bubbles following him he swims through the waters like a torpedo, right into the school of fish. They scatter as fish do, but Dualscar keeps swimming after them, one in specific. There's bubbles and fish everywhere, but soon enough the big seadweller is on his way back, fangs wrapped around a blue tang. Moves it into his hand to show Cronus, then points at him before pointing back to the many fishies.*
CA: *stares hungrily at the fish before glancing back at some of the other schools. He tries to swim at one particularly colorful looking group a bit faster than before, but he's still way too slow to ever even hope to catch up, despite trying to pursue one or two in particular*
CA: *Watching Cronus with his arms crossed, his fangs already reduced the fish to nothing. His earfin flicks while watching silently, letting him chase the fish as he'd like for a while. Maybe he will get an opportunity to catch one despite his slow swimming? He'll watch for a little longer.*
CA: *WELL...... unfortunately for cronus, but fortunately for the fish, he eventually gets too tired of darting around trying to catch any of them and has to stop. He slowly floats down and sits on a rock*
CA: *Another huff, but not as deep as before. A shame. Cronus had seemed to really give it his all. Still, doesn't mean he ought to quit already. Dualscar swims down to the rock where Cronus sits and gives him a pat on the shoulder. He did his best.*
CA: *can't even bring himself to look up at dualscar when he pats his shoulder. he is a broken troll*
CA: *Let the fatherly shoulder pats compel you Cronus. But no, once he has given a pat Dualscar moves his free hand in front of Cronus' face. Snaps his fingers then points down in the sand. They will try the waiting thing now. He starts swimming downwards, looking over his shoulder to see if Cronus is following.*
CA: *swims after him and goes to lay on the sand*
CA: *Small crooked smile. He's getting the idea. He lays down in the sand by him, shimmying some to burrow halfway under it. They're like very big and deadly flounders. Time to lay still and watch for the opportune moment!*
CA: *oh, he was just laying here because he sucks, and just kinda watches as dualscar does it too. HUH. hes burying himself in sand too? cronus can dig it. Starts burying himself too*
CA: *He'd give an approving nod if he could, but that would be the exact opposite of laying still. Now they wait. The fish already calming down from all that chasing just moments prior. The joys of five second memories. They all swim around peacefully, suspecting nothing from the oddly shaped lumps in the sand. Why, there's even a small dogfish shark swimming about fairly close to them. Not a kind of shark Dualscar had in mind AT ALL, but a shark non the less.*
CA: *oh, is that a shark??? dualscar wanted him to hunt sharks. He LEAPS out, and swims in to GRA8 IT with his 8ARE HANDS*
CA: *The poor smol shark gets a right startle, as it had not expected the sandy lumps to be danger lumps. Cronus got it by the tailfin, but it's flailing and wriggling pretty wildly, even trying to twist to bite at this strange leapy lump.*
CA: *OH GOD starts hanging onto the shark for dear life. And for a moment there, he even forgets why the hell he's doing this in the first place*
CA: *Well this shark is struggling for dear life to get away! Dualscar has emerged from the sand by now, and is furiously gesturing to his knife. STAB THE SHARK CRONUS JUST DO IT.*
CA: *UHHHHH. RIGHT.... KNIFE. He STA8S THE SHARK with the knife he forgot he had*
CA: *Well being stabbed will certainly not make the poor shark any MORE calm. It keeps spazzing out, moreso than before, fueled on adrenaline and panic as blood rises from the stab wound. Though the flailing grows weaker until it ultimately stops. Dualscar appears to be guffawing underwater, bubbles rising in a big stream from his mouth and gills. Atta boy!*
CA: *OH GEEZ, h e's so exhausted by the time the shark stops swimming around, his arms completely tired. He was really going to feel that tomorrow, but for now he just kind of looks up at Dualscar, a slight smile on his face like a son trying to check and see if his dad saw him do a THING. DO I MAKE YOU PROUD DAD??? DO I???*
CA: *There is certainly, at least, one whole pride happening right now. Still, one musn't let a student think they've mastered it all straight off the bat. The underwater laughter ceases, and he gives a controlled serious nod, though an approving smile lingers at his lips. He points upwards to the surface, then kicks off and up to break said surface.*
CA: *watches dualscar go, and starts swimming after him, shark in tow, knife in his teeth. The knife immediately comes back out as soon as he breaks the surface, so he can talk* so i knowv howv to hunt nowv. does that mean i can go back?
CA: *Good thing Cronus took the knife out of his mouth, because he's getting one supportive slap between his shoulderblades once he breaks the surface too.* HAH! IF YE THINK ONE LIL' SHRIMP OFFA SHARK MEANS YE KNOWW EVVERYTHIN' THEN YE HAVVE ANOTHER THIN' COMIN' TA YE, STILL. SHOWWED NO HESITATION TA DO WWHAT YE HAD TA, NOT BAD FOR A FIRST TIMER. *Laughs heartily, then snorts.* THOUGHT YE WWANTED TA EAT? YE CAUGHT YER BREAKFAST NOWW. YE HAVVE YER PREY, NOWW YE OUGHT TA LEARN HOWW TA PREPARE IT. UNLESS RAWW IS YER PREFERRED APPROACH, WWHICH THERE AIN'T NONE WWRONG WWITH MIND YE. EFFICIENT.
CA: *!! he was right.... he WAS pretty hungry still, despite all the excitement. If anything, he was even hungrier now... He considers for a moment* heh, i like things pretty rawv, but maybe learning to prep some vwouldnt be a bad idea? i could showv off to my buddies vwho vwont eat rawv meat.
CA: AIN'T SHOWWIN' YE THIS SHIT TA "showw off", LAD. *Huffs and flicks a fin.* IT'S TA LEARN HOWW TA SURVVIVE. TROLLS LIKE YE AN' ME GOT NO OTHER CHOICE THAN TA LEARN ALL MANNER A THESE TRICKS, AN' EVVERY SWWEEP THE GAME CHANGES. AN' US SEADWWELLERS? WWE GOT A LOT A FUCKIN' SWWEEPS. *He shakes his head slightly.* EITHER WWAY. I'LL SHOWW YE HOWW WWHEN WWE GET TA SHORE. MIGHT EVVEN SHOWW YE HOWW TA MAKE JEWWELRY OUTTA THE TEETH. *Points at him to underline a point.* GOOD SKILL TA KNOWW IF YE NEED THINGS TA TRADE FOR SOME QUICK CREDITS OR TA GET OUTTA A BAD SPOT.
CA: hey, i could showv off my jevwelry making skills too... *stares off. Sorry dualscar, he's going to show off no matter what*
CA: *Tch. Eyerolls.* CERTAINLY CAN'T SHOWW OFF YER ABILITY TA LISTEN. *Starts to just swim towards the shore. He's glad that it didn't wind in a total disaster, but it seems that he has a lot of work to do.*
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