@fireflycharge // starter call!!
☱ : everyone’s different: it’s a trite statement to make, but the residents of the island truly make manifest the truth of that triteness in vibrant and wonderful ways. yukari can appreciate the ways in which the people here bring life to a place that was ultimately an elaborate prison. the stranger she’s watching today is just as much of an oddity as the others, but in a surprisingly endearing way. this certainly isn’t like any youkai she’s personally seen before, but that’s just part of the appeal.
can you call it people-watching if the target in question turns into a squid? she leans on her elbows and gazes as the other changes between forms with ease, lower half of her body resting within one of the gaps she habitually uses to recline.
‘you’re quick at that, aren’t you? is it a true magic transformation, or are you simply half-squid?’ dare she suggest the possibility of a were-squid? if wolves could do it, then why not squids?
‘but don’t pay me any mind. i’m just an innocent observer.’
Was it embarrassing, to admit that it had taken Marie this long to realize the severity of the limitations that had been imposed upon her when she had arrived here?
While it was true that the squid form was usually extremely useful for moving around at a much quicker pace, and therefore would be something that the inkling would use frequently on a day-to-day basis, the fact that she only had a sad excuse for a weapon in the form of a regular paintball gun meant that she had almost no ink of her own to swim through whatsoever; and that meant that the squid form was actually far slower than simply walking around in her humanoid, kid form, at the moment.
As a result, she hadn’t been using it nearly as often as she would have back in the streets of Inkopolis.
Still, she had found herself simply missing the feeling of lounging around in place as a limp, blob-like mass of ink and tentacles, so that was exactly what she had planned on doing today. She had already been sprawled out as a green squid in the middle of the floor in her room for about ten minutes now, fully intending to waste the entire day this way, without actually going anywhere or doing anything in particular.
After all, she could really use the chance to just relax, and the kitchen wasn’t that far away. Surely she could just slowly squid herself over there, if she really needed the food.
However, this attempt to just chill out had actually only lasted for a grand total of thirty minutes. At which point, like clockwork, she found her form abruptly becoming more solid again- more humanoid. Except she hadn’t done so on purpose at all.
For a moment, Marie almost thought that she had just turned back without thinking while she had been staring up at the ceiling completely mindlessly, but this theory was proven to be false almost instantly when she tried to become a squid once again and... absolutely nothing happened.
Well. The stars were messing around with her basic biological functions, apparently. That was disturbing, and frankly, not a game she felt like playing, even if she knew she didn’t exactly have a choice in the matter.
And now, as if matters couldn’t get any worse, there was-- a woman’s upper body, floating in the air, speaking to her from within her own room? Where was the rest of her? Was it in that... whatever that was, that she seemed to be floating out of? Yikes!
Honestly, it was probably lucky that there wasn’t anything immediately within grabbing distance of the inkling, or she would have absolutely thrown the first thing she could reach at Yukari, as an impulsive action born from the sheer confusion and slight panic of seeing her there. As it was, she simply sat upright in a hurry from where she had still been laying on the ground.
“Well, I suppose half squid is closer than most people have guessed... but I’m afraid I’m all squid. Now, why are you in my house?”
Somehow, she had the distinct feeling the tired, dead look in her own eyes wasn’t going to go away anytime soon.
