⏠tiny bubbles. ( feat. ir )
(/white tiers of ivory dig into pink flesh as nahyun carefully assesses the situation. it doesnât seem all that difficultâswimming, she can do, and providing enough oxygen to reach the bottom should be an easy enough feat with the help of some riccia an concentrationâbut the thought of dangerous creatures has her second-guessing her situation. she glances sideways to her assigned partner, eyebrows furrowed, hoping sheâll offer some kind of sage advice before the whistle blows. but against her wishes, the shrill sound fills the night air, shattering the eerie tranquility with the sounds of various battle cries and feet stampeding toward the water. sheâs never been one to just dive into things without a plan, but it seemed it was the only way to go for now) letâs go! (/the sound of her own voice sounds foreign to her, muffled by the adrenaline and the sound of her beating heart. she races to the shore not seconds after she speaks, continuing to do so as they go) iâll provide the oxygenâ (/a wave of her hand and a mass of crystalwort grows above the water, a flick of her wrist and the plant floats toward them. she breaks off pairs of spores and hands one pair off to her partner, demonstrating their use by placing them into her nostrils) âweâre on our own with the fish and eels. (/the look isnât the most couture, and attempting to create air bubbles big enough to block nostrils and oxygen quick enough to satiate their lungs is risky, but for now itâs the best sheâs got) you ready? (/famous last words, she canât help but think, as she dives head first into the water)
{ * brows furrowed, there was little that was reassuring about the task set up before them. imogen could barely see beneath the surface of incredibly murky waters, the small hairs on the nape of her neck bristling at the occasional spark she swears she spots within the waters. great. this is great. teeth dragging over a plush lower lip, her head shifts slightly to catch the eye of her assigned partner, hoping dearly enough that she had some sort of mutation thatâll aid them in this regard. because if anything, imgoen is useless in this.Â
with the hairs of the nape of her neck bristling at the whistle, imogen is quick to follow her partner, footsteps in match with her drumming heart as they head toward the shore } you--can do that? { * surprise colors her features easily, impressed by the display as she takes the spore, watching the other woman act carefully before mimicking the action, nostrils flaring around the spores filling them â as if this wasnât one of the weirder things sheâs had to do around here } yes, okay, fish -- { * sheâs not but her partner ( nahyun, was it? ) seemed to have jumped the bullet before she could even reply, prompting waves of nerves to surface as she regards the dark water once again, glancing back over to catch the eyes of the trainer overseeing them, more importantly the flashlight in his hand } give it to me. { * her voice rings startlingly clear over the sound of the others rushing toward the lake, palm facing up as she waits ( hopes, on a prayer that itâll work ), blinking a few times when the metal is placed in her grasp. heavy as it was, it should come in handy for any fishes even if it doesnât work in the water } thank you-- { * she leaves with nothing than that, gathering up her bearings before she pivots on her heel to face the lake & without a second thought, plunges into the water }