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[ He shakes his head, entering the water at a far more sedate pace. He doesn't dive into the waves as they come but instead stands stiffly as they try to unsuccessfully bowl him over. He wishes there is something he can do to protect his Garlean eye from being damaged by anything in the water, but, well, Garleans are not native here. The goggles he has are sadly only for those possessing two eyes. ]

If there is any 'exotic wildlife' here, I hope it does not try to eat us.

[Laughing, she dips into the water and plucks a hermit crab from the bottom, presenting it to him.]

You really think something this small is gonna try to eat you? We got the goggles, so we might as well take a look at whatever's swimming around at the bottom here, right?

We already know they have giant cephalopods here. 'Tis those that I am concerned about.

[ Aka. Krakens. He sighs and waves away the hermit crab, pulling down his goggles. ]

Fine. Let us see what the ocean floor has to offer here.

[Whatever. Krakens are soft and squishy and Irhya's confident she can take one. Waving a hand at him, she dives down and sifts through the sand to see what she can find. The belongings of otherworlders often end up at the bottom, too, but if there have been shipwrecks here, perhaps those are not the only things worth finding.

Happening across something that gleams in the light, she unearths a waterlogged smartphone, resurfacing to examine it. It doesn't turn on, obviously, but everything seems to be there, and the screen is intact...]

I guess someone dropped their thing into the water. That's gotta bite.

[ As he expects, diving into the briny ocean without something to cover his third eye ends up making it sting uncomfortably. As it isn't a real eye, he isn't worried about it being affected by the salt water. Still, he grabs the first interesting shape he sees and swims back to the surface. ]

I will admit to being impressed that their technology is advanced enough to produce such intricate machinery. Allag may have managed it within another thousand years if left to prosper.

[ He glances at what he's managed to find. Unfortunately, just a small piece of driftwood. Damn. ]

I wish Eorzea had these; tomestones are so limited in comparison. I guess advancement tends to be limited when the world ends so often.

[No one else ever seems to have the same problem, but that probably stands to reason. Their world is... a little unique in its issues. It doesn't sound like she intends to make a big deal out of it, though, as she folds her ears back again to dive under.

There aren't a lot of fish to see in the shallows, just a few snails and hermit crabs near the bottom. It's fun to distract herself watching them go about their day, though, until she has to come up for air. The sky has started to turn dusky, and the light is just right to catch on anything shiny down below in this narrow window of time. Though it looks like there's something glittering under the sand a short distance away...]

[ He looks somewhat dubious of the idea as he tries to imagine Eorzeans living lives resembling the non-smutty parts of Duplicity. The energy required to power such devices on a daily basis would be enormous. Possibly far greater than the world's aether could support.

Humming vaguely, he lets the driftwood sink back down to the bottom of the ocean and dives back down with her. He swims a little ways off to examine some rocks, having spotted a small octopus taking refuge in a crevice. Too small to be a kraken, thankfully.

He comes up for air a short time later, kicking his way back leisurely to where he last saw Irhya as he waits for her to emerge. ]

[Irhya surfaces a small ways away, holding something small in her fist, and swims back to meet Hades, looking around.]

Just a coin. Not a very valuable one, either. You find anything?

A small octopus. It was afraid of me.

[ He beckons for her to show him the coin she has found. A sudden thought makes him smirk slightly. ]

...Though, mayhap you and it would get along well.

Why do you say that?

[A blank look. She opens her hand nonetheless, examining it in a better light. It's definitely not the currency used in New Camelot... maybe a different city's? Or just outdated, perhaps?]

This doesn't mean jack to me, unfortunately. Might have to ask a native what it is.

[ He rolls his eyes. The denomination of the coin means nothing to him either naturally. But it is at least an interesting find.

Drifting closer, he pokes her pointedly on the forehead. ]

I mean that given how positively you reacted to my other arms, surely you must enjoy the little creatures.

[Now she turns pink, flinching.]

I don't-- not on actual beastkin!

[Unless they come onto her first.

...Which has definitely happened there before. But it seems far more unlikely in a place like this that doesn't railroad them into sex all the time.]

Leave it alone, it's just minding its own business! Besides, those things can camouflage really well. I'm sure it got spooked by the big scary Garlean and hid itself already.

[ Smirking more widely now, he pulls back and stretches out on the surface of the water, watching as the sky above them darkens into muddy hues of pinkish-orange and blue. ]

My true form has no relation to those little creatures, incidentally. 'Tis simply a coincidence.

Yes, yes...

[She makes a face at him, circling him idly until she squeaks. It's inaudible through the water, but by the way she turns red...]

Ah-- godsdamnit!

[Suddenly, she's struggling to feel at her back side, towards her tail. The most likely conclusion is that the makeshift hole she put back there has ripped.]

Hmm? What's the matter?

[ He rights himself and watches her curious antics. It doesn't take long for him to guess what has happened. ]

Ah, shall we head back to shore? I'll have Nyx fetch your garments.

Guess we better...

[She swims ahead of him, not shy about the prospect of accidentally giving him a show even if it isn't her intention. Whatever, he's seen it before. And besides, her tail covers most of it anyway. Rising out of the water like she's lifting a great weight, she shuffles forward and wrings her hair out first and foremost once she reaches the place they put down their things.]

I knew I should've put some support stitches in, but I didn't want to waste time on it... ughhh.

[ Likewise, he pays very little attention to her backside...until they emerge from the water. At that point he pointedly doesn't look at her rear whilst he shakes off the salt water. It dries unpleasantly on his skin in the light, warm wind that brushes past.

Nyx is still there, dutifully on guard. She growls a welcome as they approach. ]

I suppose we must find some secluded spot for you to change then. Unless you enjoy stripping down in full view of those who pass by.

Ahah. No, thanks.

[She waves a sarcastic hand at him, crouching down to gather her clothes from before. After a glance around, she decides to retreat behind a formation of rocks, still making no effort to shield herself from him.

(This doesn't count as polite company, does it? She was never that good at etiquette.)]

I'll just be a second, all right? Damned sand getting into everything...

[ Scooping up his own clothes, he follows her and kneels in the sand to start changing himself. If it weren't her, he would wait until she was done but they've bared themselves to each other before.

(Nyx keeps watch for anyone approaching just in case.)

Still, he initially he turns his back on her to afford her some semblance of privacy. But she takes long enough that he ends up peeking over his shoulder. ]

Need some assistance?

[ He has his swimming costume partially off, the top half hanging around his waist. ]

Eh?

[She's being very slow and careful about trying to free her tail from the suit. Eventually, she gives up and uses her hand to guide it out from the other side, still unable to free herself just by pulling.]

I'm fine, I just don't want to rip it even more.

Why do you ask? Do you need it?

[ He lets out a snort but it sounds amused. ]

Hardly. I'm simply remembering why I hate swimming at beaches - all of this dratted sand.

[ He bends over and tugs at his swimsuit from the bottom, slowly but surely easing it off the remainder of his body. For a very brief moment, he is completely bare. ]

...Hmph. [ It's another small huff of wry amusement as he recalls something. ] In the end, we did find a secluded area to strip off in.

Oh, please. I love swimming, but sand in places you didn't even know it could go isn't the most fun thing to clear out in the bath.

[She scoffs, shaking her head. Holding the swimsuit pinched between two fingers as it slides off, her thoughts turn to his comment.]

Well, I suppose we did... But do take care not to forget about the blasted sand if you're planning to initiate something.

Me? You were the one propositioning me earlier, were you not?

[ He peeks over his shoulder, lips curving wryly. ]

Where were you planning to have your little moment of intimacy then if not on the sand?

[Apparently, he's got her there. She shoots him a sour look after a blank moment.]

I wasn't planning anything.

Of course you weren't.

[ Sidling up behind her, he leans down close enough to murmur by her ear. ]

Then what was your impulse?

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