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There is nothing here for you to see.
I am simply here to type about life as vaguely as possible. Ignore me or not, I do not care.
I plan on simply posting or reposting about my daily life as I don't have many people to properly talk to about it.
LOG 9: New workload
As expected, I was reprimanded at work. That is fine. However I have been put on a short medical leave for my wound to heal.
It doesn't matter if it's paid or not to me, I have enough money no matter what happens.
The creature however, has been brought to my work where it will be evaluated. It appears to be more eel like than what I first thought.
How interesting.
Just means when I get back in I will likely be the one looking after it until something is decided.
For now, I think I will take a visit to the city. I'd like to purchase more supplies for my next hunt. As well as new clothes.
The ones I wore were ruined. That is fine.
And a new notebook.
Perhaps I will buy a fun one this time. That'd be nice.
-CA
LOG 8 - Conclusion
Unfortunately, but not unexpected, it went sour.
That is fine. The creature had escaped to some place else.
Left me drenched and with my fair share of injuries. Nothing life threating, really.
I do know however that I will be getting an earful later on.
I was also unable to recover my notebook. I had dropped it at the beach but when I went back to collect it, along with anything else I had dropped, it was gone.
This is not...a preferred situation but I have a majority of my notes memorized. I'm simply worried about who might have taken them, or if it was swept up by a wave.
I think I'd prefer to find them at the oceans floor.
-CA
It'll struggle for quite a while even after the dart before finally loosing consciousness after far longer than it should've taken.
-🦈
The creature will be examined by other humans on the ship before radios are singing with voices, all speaking of something any normal person wouldn't understand.
The human it had dragged in the water is questioned in the mean time while being patched up. They refuse to speak out of work hours.
It's fine. It is all fine.
The creature will be brought on board. What a shitty way to lose a fight.
Was it really a fight however?
No. Not really.
It shrieks, a harmful thing, sure to cause physical damage as it begins to thrash around, letting go of the human in exchange for using all limbs to attempt to rip the net appart, electricity crackles from it's body as it lashes out on attack instinctively.
-🦈
They manage to swim out of the nets reach once let go, barely avoiding the things jaws. However they struggle to stay above water due to their panic from before. They get dragged up onto the boat by a human who had jumped into the water to save them.
Of course, as soon as they're safe however they watch the creature as it struggles to get free. If only it knew what those nets were made of, maybe it'd stop trying and simply give up.
They were hopping to study this thing alone for longer but, oh well. What can a person do?
The other's on the boat aim one of the harpoons, waiting for an opening. As soon as a non-lethal shot it ready, it's fired.
The human doesn't even look away. They've seen it plenty times, and they've given all the pity they could give long ago.
The sting of salt burns at their side as they look down. What they previously thought wet simply from the ocean adventure they were just dragged out to, turns out to be blood.
" ████ ? C'mon, we'll get you patched up further on board. " One of the other members of the boat has approached the human, resting a hand on their shoulder.
" Do not call me that. And I am fine. "
" You are bleeding. "
" And? "
" Get inside, now. They'll deal with this thing. "
" Don't kill it. "
It stares for a moment before continuing to drag them to open ocean.
The taser did nothing.
-🦈
Ah. How awful. It seems this may be the end. Finally.
Oh well, might as well let the ocean reclaim this soul.
That is, until a boat comes rumbling closer to the two of them, the human thrashing against the creature.
The boat appears to be a research vessel, but this one has been modified beyond the normal for these boats. There are net guns on either side of the boat, along with harpoon guns.
There is yelling coming from the boat as two humans rush to the railing, pointing at the beast and the human in the water.
it only takes a moment of shouting from the net to be shot at the creature, entrapping it and the human it has captured, while slowly pulling them further to the boat.
'Why do they show up at the worst times.' The human thought.
At least they'll live another day to go back to work.
It is so much quicker in water, they barely get to hold the taser for a second before it sinks them down and swimming towards open ocean at frightening speeds.
-🦈
There's not enough time to get one final gasp of breath, which means they need to act fast.
They hold the taser to the creatures side and let's it rip, sending almost 50,000 volts of nonlethal electricity coursing through the water.
It does not answer, instead it quickly flings the human high up and quite far into the water, far enough that they will not be able to step on land.
Then, it quickly lunges, slithering into the water to grab it's prey.
-🦈
The human yelps in surprise as they hit the water. How lucky were they that their bag stayed with them?
They're quick to reach the surface of the water. They fish around their bag as quickly as they can.
Their hand wraps around the taser they've brought and holds it out.
They'll be caught in the shock of it, they know. But that's fine. So long as they don't die. They'll be fine. Probably.
Pandering won't do anything, at their stillness it simply tightly coils it's tail around them, ready for a quick meal.
-🦈
Their hand reaches back into their bag. They know what this thing intends. They won't allow it to happen of course. They have more important things to do.
" If you intend to eat me, may I ask why speak back to me at all? "
"Land creature...not...trustful"
It will coil it's tail to cut off their escapes to the sides, forcing their only way out to be the water.
-🦈
They look between this things face and it's tail.
" Smart. But understandable. "
They'll stop moving, and simply face the one before them.
" And your distrust is not misplaced. I imagine you've had many encounters with people who have hurt you? Many large aquatic creatures face the same fate. "
They speak to it as if this is a normal occurrence for them. it might as well be.
The creature looks them up and down and even with it's seaweed mimicking hair covering it's face, it is obvious it's faceplanting at the human in front of it, body language clearly conveying a sense of 'what the fuck are you on about right now' to them.
It continues slithering closer with murderous intent.
-🦈
" Would you enjoy some more food? Perhaps a place to actually rest? Medicine for when you are hurt? "
They'll move backwards, parallel with the water, not actually getting wet.
" All I ask for is a simple conversation. "
It groans.
It actually groans, frustrated that it's attempts at hypnosis keep failing.
It is so much easier when prey colaborates, willingly following until deep ocean, cleaner, less messy, less evidence.
But it supposes that since it won't stay around after eating this one, it won't matter if a mess is made...
-🦈
The person before it perks up once more.
" Hm. You are stubborn. Not ideal, but interesting. "
Don't they know they're about to be eaten?
" I believe we've gotten off on the wrong foot. It is clear you are intelligent in your own terms. Perhaps we could have a deal? something benefitting us both. "
It's worked before, maybe it'll work with this one.
It opens it's mouth.
And short from words comes a song.
Or perhaps there's words in the song, unknown to the human now falling victim of it...
-🦈
They will listen for a moment. Oh my...it's beautify in an odd way. The way an out of tune piano is beautiful.
But, always to good to be true. They snap out of it and step to the side.
" It seems my previous statement is likely to be true. Do you truly intend to make me a meal? I would advise against it. "
Fascinating, of course, what it finds fascinating is how stupid this land creature is, the closer to the water they get, the more advantage it will have.
It will try the hypnosis trick once more, if it doesn't work, it has more options.
-🦈
Before they hit the water, they stop walking. As soon as the smallest light is shown, they move their head away, not intending to fall for this trick.
" Smart as well. You must be to survive for so long. And it seems you have me backed into a corner. Perhaps you are on level with human intelligence? "
It does not care for the notebook, letting out another sound like the last at them snapping out of the hypnosis.
It will continue to slither towards them, seemingly undeterred.
-🦈
They will hold their hand back up as they continue to walk towards the water.
" You are....fascinating. Are you the truth behind siren tales? I wonder if there are more of you. " They continue to speak, head tilted.
It seems their studies will always rise above any fear they may have. No matter what they tell themself however, their heart beats rapidly.
Long, strong, eel-like, a tailfin meant for speed, makings to cammouflage underwater, bioluminiscence...
Hmm the lights have such a nice glow to them, is that a pattern? How mesmerizing...
-🦈
They will stare for a few moments before something in their bag pokes their hand, snapping them out of it to look inside and see what poked them.
A pencil....Of course.
Oh....their notebook. They had dropped it in their scramble.
It now lays open in the sand with some of their notes about this thing from their previous sighting of it and the little camera footage they got laying face up.
It will take the can, might as well.
With the more humanoid arms it will very expertly get the tuna out of the can to eat whole. Not the first time it seems.
Once done it'll resume slithering towards them.
No response, not verbal at least, but that does not mean it doesn't understand.
-🦈
" You clearly have had experience with some of our technologies it seems. Both my camera's, and now this can. "
It seems now they get their study session they wanted. If not for also risking their life.
They will crane their neck to attempt to examine it's body from this distance.