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[zitteraal]

Who: Adolf zitteraal & Oona mermaiding
When: 3/31 IC
Where: At the aquarium.
What: Fish people being fish people! An eel is dragged out to socialize with a mermaid in a place full of other fish, essentially.
Rating/Warning: None atm, will update if necessary!



[ If someone, anyone'd told him a few months ago back on Earth that there would come a day in which his biggest day-to-day concerns would be what to do about going to an aquarium with a mermaid, Adolf would likely have dismissed them quietly and looked into getting said individual a paid vacation for a few days; they must've been tired. Delusional, even. Long hours at work can do that.

The sad thing is that this is actually the current state of his life, and it would probably be a lot sadder if he'd actually harbored negative emotions about it aside from the usual trepidation and uncertainty. He still isn't sure why people keep voluntarily trying to spend time with him— what a novel thought— but he's still thankful for it, despite all the fronts he puts up that suggest otherwise.

So.

Since this is leisure and not business (even he knows the difference), he's waiting for Oona in front of the aquarium in what he attributes as 'casualwear': aka a highneck sweater and a long scarf that covers half of his face (mandatory). His hands are shoved into the pockets of his pants, and for once, he's not glaring into space as if the mere presence of air offends him.

Maybe he's even anticipating seeing the weird alien fish that might be here... maybe. I-it's not like he likes animals or anything, baka...

When he spots Oona, he pulls one hand out of his pants and raises it to indicate that yes, he is here, and yes, he is Adolf Reinhardt (as if he could be mistaken for anyone else). He also incidentally has a pair of tickets already, because he beat Oona to it and he's a gentleman eel, thank you very much. ]

—Oona.

[ Sup girl you ready to go see some FISH ]

Comments

[mermaiding]

[Oona never put much into her appearance. Typically she wore shorts and tanktops and flipflops even when it was freezing out, simply because her body could handle temperatures most humans would need multiple layers to handle.

But this is different. It's not a date--she's not foolish enough to actually think of it like that-- but she does want everyone to stare on enviously at Adolf and wonder how he got so lucky. Is that so wrong??

Oona certainly doesn't think so, and it was through the careful enlistment (and one misfired text) that got her through this. She's actually dressed for cuteness and not just comfort.

Thankfully someone managed to figure that a skirt wouldn't be the best idea no matter how cute because Oona probably couldn't be trusted to conduct herself properly in one. Her hair is even put up and she's got make-up on! Effort was put into this!!

So she practically bounces up to Adolf when she sees him, her excited grin tinged with anxiety at what lies before her. It's a big step, going into a place like this, and perhaps that played a part in her decision to dress up. Another layer of disassociation between the person she'd been in her own tank, and the person she was now. She'd heard make up being compared to war paint or battle armor to cover up and for once she could see the comparison as being rather appropriate.]

You did not wait long, did you? [Her brow furrows slightly in concern]