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ioduanlogs2018-11-23 04:13 pm
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I Want All The Dinglehoppers
Characters: Captain Bastien Courbis & Tony Stark
Date: November 23rd
Location: Aifaran (mainly the docks)
Situation: There's something about pillaging and looting that just appeals to this little merman out of water. Maybe he likes "shiny things" a little too much.
Warnings/Rating: PG-13
[It shouldn't come as any surprise that Bastien likes to hangout by the pier. Something about the salt within the breeze and the cry of the seagulls lures him back every time. Even with the weather getting cooler, Bastien slips out from his regular schedule of masquerading as a guard for a dip in the water. He's a merman after all. Bastien literally belongs to the sea. Despite being able to sprout legs ashore, the merpirate prefers getting lost out there at sea. He swims about within the depths of this brilliant blue sea with a mind for exploration. There's lots of nifty trinkets down here by the docks. Everything from large seashells to shiny junk that has long lost its luster. Whatever Bastien can find, he brings back with him to the sore in a neat little pile within the tide. He keeps up with practice, constantly finding more shiny things to bring back ashore until exhaustion.
Once thoroughly done scavenging for useless treasures, the merpirate just floats languidly in the water in his bright blue scales. There's not many fishermen out, so he can't steal a trout or two. While Bastien is a rather good fisherman in his own right, he's a lazy cuss who doesn't want to work for his meal. He much rather attempt to step something from a net rather than hunt for his own food. Though, the last time he done that...he had to have Trahearne rescue him.
A giddy smirk settle upon his lips as he thinks of Trahearne. It still amazes him to this day that his dear fern loves him. He's quite aware that Trahearne is too good for the likes of him but he likes the challenge. To be with him, Bastien would easily cut his tries with his unsavory occupation. That's how much he adores his ferny-luv.]
Meh? [He turns to his side once he sports something odd floating nearby.] What's that...?
[Feeling a tad curious, Bastien ducks underwater again as he makes his way towards the curious object.
Date: November 23rd
Location: Aifaran (mainly the docks)
Situation: There's something about pillaging and looting that just appeals to this little merman out of water. Maybe he likes "shiny things" a little too much.
Warnings/Rating: PG-13
[It shouldn't come as any surprise that Bastien likes to hangout by the pier. Something about the salt within the breeze and the cry of the seagulls lures him back every time. Even with the weather getting cooler, Bastien slips out from his regular schedule of masquerading as a guard for a dip in the water. He's a merman after all. Bastien literally belongs to the sea. Despite being able to sprout legs ashore, the merpirate prefers getting lost out there at sea. He swims about within the depths of this brilliant blue sea with a mind for exploration. There's lots of nifty trinkets down here by the docks. Everything from large seashells to shiny junk that has long lost its luster. Whatever Bastien can find, he brings back with him to the sore in a neat little pile within the tide. He keeps up with practice, constantly finding more shiny things to bring back ashore until exhaustion.
Once thoroughly done scavenging for useless treasures, the merpirate just floats languidly in the water in his bright blue scales. There's not many fishermen out, so he can't steal a trout or two. While Bastien is a rather good fisherman in his own right, he's a lazy cuss who doesn't want to work for his meal. He much rather attempt to step something from a net rather than hunt for his own food. Though, the last time he done that...he had to have Trahearne rescue him.
A giddy smirk settle upon his lips as he thinks of Trahearne. It still amazes him to this day that his dear fern loves him. He's quite aware that Trahearne is too good for the likes of him but he likes the challenge. To be with him, Bastien would easily cut his tries with his unsavory occupation. That's how much he adores his ferny-luv.]
Meh? [He turns to his side once he sports something odd floating nearby.] What's that...?
[Feeling a tad curious, Bastien ducks underwater again as he makes his way towards the curious object.
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Even if the 'job' is pestering a group of delighted children with a quadcopter.Enough people have expressed interest in his little drones and suggested alternate uses for them that he'd decided to try out an aquatic model. They are on an archipelago, after all. Maybe he can make a little extra cash sending drones... pearl-diving, or something. (Lorell'an harvesting would be a very lucrative application, but that's super culturally offensive and kind of illegal, so, maybe not. At least not unless he makes friends with a Crest who can vouch for him.)
There hasn't been anything especially interesting in the marina where Tony is testing his latest model, but the drone is operating beautifully. He's about to declare job well done and call it a day, when suddenly something large swims up to the drone. His first thought is Erol'a, because they're the most aquatic of the races, but then the camera focuses on the newcomer and it's definitely not an Erol'a. It's... a merman? Huh.
He pokes the controls to wiggle the grabber claw in something approximating a wave. Hello, stranger.
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Bastien swims languidly around this odd looking crab, those bright blue scales almost shining like silver within these murky depths. While he certainly looks like a classic description of a merfolk, Tony might notice the long shimmering fins attached to his scaly arms along with those ethereal bright yellow serpentine eyes. Bastien is an odd fish, pretty but odd.
Eventually, Bastien stalks closer once he figures the shiny thing isn't a threat. He comes close enough so he could pet it, idly marveling at the smooth surface of this odd crab-thingie. The merman grins happily until suddenly his smile turns sinister. He says something to the drone but the sloshing of the sea mutes it. In just a matter of seconds, the drone is swept up into Bastien's arms and snatched away. The merman is stealing the drone! The dumb fish thinks he found a treasure.
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Tony leaves him to it – it doesn't look like he's going to damage it. Tony thinks about calling out a greeting, but the merman is a little far away to talk to, and Tony's not sure how well he'd be able to hear him under the water, anyway. Either he'll get bored of the drone and swim away, or he'll want to know more about it and start a conversation himself.
Or— okay, or that.
"Hey!" Tony stands up, waving his arms indignantly. "Hey! Come on, man, that's mine!"
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Eventually Bastien swims up towards the surface and starts dragging the drone to the shore. It's then that he hears the yelling from afar and squints at the bloke waving at him. "Eh? What's he doin'?" He frowns.
"That bloke better not be after my loot!"
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Tony is certainly not a runner by inclination, but he does have a bootleg nanotech supersoldier serum running through his veins, so he can put on quite a bit of speed when the situation calls for it.
When he's in shouting range again, he makes another attempt at diplomatic resolution. "Dude, seriously, that's mine, bring it back." Don't make him come in there, merman guy. He doesn't want to get into a fistfight with fishman over a robot, but he will if he has to.
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"You ought to go back to ye mum before you get yourself hurt!" Bastien threatens as he flicks water at the youth using his tail. Who says merfolks can't be rude. Bastien is a rude little cuss right now. "This mine now! My shiny." The scaly bastard holds up Tony's drone with a proud grin.
"Now sod off, lad! Or I'll bite you." Yes, he's serious. Bastien will take a chunk out of his bastard if he gets any closer.
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Having a klepto fishman steal his drone is only a moderate annoyance on its own, but now that said fishman has splashed him with seawater and tried to insult him by invoking his dead mother, Tony is downright offended.
"Yeah, that is not how this works, Fish Guy. Stuff isn't yours just because you picked it up. This isn't kindergarten. I sell the drones, if you want to buy it. But there's a surcharge on that one because it's a prototype, and because you're getting on my nerves. If you bite me the price doubles."