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Who:

om_nom_namur & ANYONE!
When: Jan 12 (technically backdated but isn't everything?)
Where: The Aquarium, various clubs around town
What: A trip to the Aquarium to hang out with some fishes, then a trip to the clubs!
Rating/Warning: Language, crude humor, maybe violence, who knows?

« The Aquarium » A rambling, one-story building, built on the edges of the Gardens in order to take advantage of the natural waterways in the area. It houses several impressive displays of fish and other aquatic creatures, digitally recreated from the same data pools that generated each of the characters, as well as some native species.

« Niteo » Much like Novus/Replea and the general nightlife in this area, a lot of secret exchanges occur here in the bathrooms or the surrounding alleyways. Inside the club itself, the music is loud and pounding, offering either music arranged by the in-house DJs or live bands. Concerts are hosted here on occasion, and the drinks range from affordable to over-priced depending on what night of the week you decide to go.

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[ Jaco was towering at four feet and ten inches. So when Namur reached for him, the sheer size of this arm approaching threw the Patrolman off and barely gave him any time to get away. ]

Thinking of breaking them out! Is that your plan?

[ That laughter though, accompanied with the friendly greeting almost made Jaco feel bad for tucking and rolling out of the man's grasp. ]

As the temporary guardian of this aquarium until the credit check processes, I'm sworn to protect these creatures!

[ He didn't have time to prepare any aquatic themed justice poses, so Namur will have to be satisfied with the little alien's regular flexing and balancing on one foot. ]

[Namur cants his head to the side, then gestures with his thumb over his shoulder.]

Well a'ight then, y' wanna help me sneak int' the back an' find out what these shits is sayin'? Some's tryna talk t' me but I can't really hear 'em through the shitty tanks. Might be tryna tell me somethin' important like their water ain't got 'nuff salt an' they're all gonna die if we don't fix it or some shit, catch me?

[ Jaco looked from Namur to the tank by his side, watching the aquatic creatures for any sign of communication. Of all the languages he knows, 'fish' is not one of them. ]

Does making sure that their water is acceptable fall under watchman jurisdiction?

[ The little alien moved to the glass wall and knocked a knuckle against it as he pondered. As menacing as this fellow looked, it seemed like he actually wanted to help these animals. And by proxy, Jaco. ]

If they die I won't get paid... Come with me. If I let you in, you cannot let them out though!

Where the hell they gonna go?

[Seriously man, there could not exist a more pure hearted innocence in this matter than Namur. Why would anyone ever think otherwise? He's offended, really, to be the subject of such unjust and unwarranted suspicion. Racism! Injustice! Just because he looks like a thing that routinely eats the creatures currently on display...

Well, the point is, for now he genuinely does just want to get a look behind the scenes and talk to a few of the tank-living bastards if he can. So he tries not to smile too incredibly toothily- though it's a hard sell considering his face is mostly made of teeth- and laughs amiably at his own joke.]

What's yer name, anyway? Mine's Namur.

[ Those teeth. Yeah, Jaco was still a little apprehensive. But at least this guy would have a chance to prove his good intentions. ]

That is a good point... Hm... This way, this way!

[ He ran ahead and waved Namur over to one of the nearby "Employee Only" entrances. Thankfully his temporary 'nightwatch' status gave him some access. The small alien still had to keep an eye out for any other employees that might question the sharkman's presence, though. ]

My name is Galactic Patrolman Jaco!

[ He gestured to the emblem on his chest like it ought to be recognizable. ]

Even if my... my galaxy is destroyed currently. I am still a patrolman in my heart!

[ Jaco bounced up a set of stairs leading to one of the open walkways over a massive tank of fish. Smell that sweet aquarium air! ]

Atta boy, Jaco! Don't ever let technical shit get in the way a yer spirit!

[Smell that sweet air indeed. There's so much being said, holy shit. Namur chuffs that first whiff out as quick as he'd breathed it in because it was threatening overload. He shakes his head, now better prepared to take it all in, and resumes breathing normally.]

Holy shit, y' ever air this place out? Sheheheh!

[He leans over the access to the nearest tank, resting his elbows along the side, breathing with his mouth open. There's only so much that ever leaves the water, though, so Namur gives Jaco a look, part query and part expecting the little man to be beside himself in a matter of moments.]

If somethin' tries t' eat me y'll pull me out, right?

[ Huh. Rough as this fella was, Jaco found his previous hard judgement loosening up. The alien watched Namur as he seemed to take it all in. He couldn't hear anything, but he was well aware of just how different other alien species could be with their communication. ]

Yes! I will keep watch.

[ He ran up closer, boots noisily clanging over the walkway. ]

But nothing should leap out at us, I don't think.

[ Jaco grabbed the railing, expression neutral for only a moment before- ]

Wait, are you going in?!

How the hell else 'm I gonna be able t' talk t' 'em?

[He looks genuinely confused, even as he sets webbed hands against the edge of the tank and hoists himself up so his feet are off the ground.]

Ain't gonna go all the way under, jus' the top part a me.

[The part with the teeth, incidentally. Did Jaco just hear Namur's stomach growl? Surely not.]

Mm- I-I guess you are right.

[ For once in this colony, Jaco exuded a completely stressed and worried facade. Alright maybe not 'for once' but he didn't get nervous very often. He wanted to trust you, Namur. He really did. But those teeth and that maybe-not-maybe-a-stomach-growl... ]

I'm watching you! [ He caught himself, furrowing his nonexistent brow. ] Your safety. I'm-

I'm watching your safety.

[ That was some super elite smoothness. Jaco came closer, ready to yank Namur out if he started to help himself to some fish food. Or- you know- if something tried to help itself to him. ]

[Namur chuckles at the little guy, then ducks forward, submerging his upper half, leaving his butt sticking up in the air. Fish eventually start swimming toward him, schooling together but keeping their distance. It's obvious Namur's talking to them but the words are garbled. After what seems like a long time, Namur pops back up, water streaming down his front.]

Well, that's good news. Thanks for yer help Jaco, feel lots better 'bout not wreckin' the shit outta this place. Sheheheh!

What'd they say!

[ Jaco staggered back as Namur came back up with a splash. Admittedly the alien was just as interested with the conversation as the fish seemed to be, but it was hard to see from above the waves. During that whole encounter, Jaco leaned over the railing as far as he could without falling in himself! Being in the galactic patrol was good work but it didn't leave him with a lot of free time. Well free time he didn't use watching action movies. ]

Is the water alright? The light? I don't know what aquatic creatures require but I'm glad to have helped!

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