[After Sunday's events, Cantarella is eager to meet the small girl who'd immediately stepped up in the chaos following Giyuu's disappearing—if they can even call it that.
She's not entirely pleased to be doing so with the state she's in, but nearer the end of the day Monday, she'll leave wherever she's hunkered down and go searching for her. Where will a jellyfish find a cat?]
I do hope your efforts yesterday have not been in vain. [She doesn't mention her own, and after a quick pause, she follows up.] No... I'm certain they were not.
[Cantarella chuckles. She still feels in almost every wayJust...one that's become vaguely translucent and begun to sprout sheer, lacy growths where a human being's hair should be. One whose skin might breathe just a little better in the safety under a current of water. Those tendrils do have a crepe-in-the-wind quality, though, which could be very appealing to a curious kitty cat.]
And I've caught wind of no coughing since then, only these explicable little additions...They don't seem to cause any pain, so I believe the best we can do would be to monitor them. [A bit pointedly:] Which you seem to be doing.
[ She forgets herself for a moment and looks very excited.
With the continued talk of the others, she will reel herself in for a moment. Clearing her throat. ]
I am an apothecary... taking care of others is part of the job. It's looking more and more likely that it's something that only targeted him. Something to ensure that it all goes how it should.
[ She doesn't like the idea of there being an unknown power at play. Everything has an answer, and while supernatural can be an answer, it is very rarely the case.
Her tails swishes and her attention once again goes to those lovely tendrils... ]
"How it should," is it? [She mulls it over in her sore mouth. At the moment, there's nothing pointing to the contrary. The videos of people changing form found in the library linger at the back of Cantarella's mind, but there's been no coughing and no ichor.
But while she's musing, Maomao's tail is swishing, and Cantarella glances at her shimmering hair.]
Just a little tickle, if anything. Most jellyfish are simply curious and wish to gently brush against you, carrying you on soft clouds of sensation. Besides, I'm not feeling particularly toxic today.
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She's not entirely pleased to be doing so with the state she's in, but nearer the end of the day Monday, she'll leave wherever she's hunkered down and go searching for her. Where will a jellyfish find a cat?]
I do hope your efforts yesterday have not been in vain. [She doesn't mention her own, and after a quick pause, she follows up.] No... I'm certain they were not.
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Her ears will flick towards Cantarella as she approaches ]
Knowing that no one else has caught it does make it worth it. [ She also took it as an opportunity to learn more about others.
She then turns to look at Cantarella and immediately her pupils get large like a cat does. ]
Am I correct to assume you're a jellyfish?
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[Cantarella chuckles. She still feels in almost every wayJust...one that's become vaguely translucent and begun to sprout sheer, lacy growths where a human being's hair should be. One whose skin might breathe just a little better in the safety under a current of water. Those tendrils do have a crepe-in-the-wind quality, though, which could be very appealing to a curious kitty cat.]
And I've caught wind of no coughing since then, only these explicable little additions...They don't seem to cause any pain, so I believe the best we can do would be to monitor them. [A bit pointedly:] Which you seem to be doing.
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With the continued talk of the others, she will reel herself in for a moment. Clearing her throat. ]
I am an apothecary... taking care of others is part of the job. It's looking more and more likely that it's something that only targeted him. Something to ensure that it all goes how it should.
[ She doesn't like the idea of there being an unknown power at play. Everything has an answer, and while supernatural can be an answer, it is very rarely the case.
Her tails swishes and her attention once again goes to those lovely tendrils... ]
...have you tested if you also have the toxin?
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But while she's musing, Maomao's tail is swishing, and Cantarella glances at her shimmering hair.]
Just a little tickle, if anything. Most jellyfish are simply curious and wish to gently brush against you, carrying you on soft clouds of sensation. Besides, I'm not feeling particularly toxic today.