Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-29661846-20170615004112/@comment-30700719-20170615020014

"Well, I dunno. I'd have to examine my life quite thoroughly, make sure that you'd be able to fit into my schedule...." I turn away from her, walking into the next room while muttering, "No...too long...not gonna happen...ooh, there's an-oh. That won't work." She slides into the room. "Husband...I need...moisture. From you..." I grab the Mershark's face with one hand, while going through my PDA with the other. "I'm afraid that there's simply no space. My lifestyle is just not accommodated to your needs. I'm not saying this for me, I'm saying this for you. I take these things kinda seriously." I release her and step out of the way as she faceplants into the floor. "Well, not overly seriously, but I ain't dicking around, either. Both literally AND figuratively." I walk back over to the exit hatch and put on my swimsuit. "ICARUS, send a Seamoth to me. Put this temporary occupation on my resume."  I look over at the Mershark and sigh. Walking over to her, I princess carry her to the hatch. She seems almost unconscious. I chuckle slightly and step into the airlock, hitting the release button. A door behind me closes, and water rushes into the room. She snaps back to attention as I duck her head under the water. The external door opens, and I swim outside. The abyss is huge, almost like a bottomless well. I turn back to the Mershark to see that she has some kind of bioluminescence. "Ah yes, that's right, some deep-sea creatures have evolved to have bioluminescence. Come over here for a second. You're interesting." She tackles me around the waist, propelling me deep into the depths. I whip out my survival knife and poke it against her skin. According to rumours, they didn't like it when their scales were pushed back the wrong way. True enough, she let go and rubbed at her arm, going "Owwww!" I shrugged. "Not what I meant by come over here. I was going to implant a small tracking chip underneath one of your scales. I've never seen a glowing Mershark before, and I reckon the Neptune's Fancy people haven't, either! So just come back to the base any time. Those guys could learn a lot from you." All the while, I'm casually swimming back up. With an "Adieu!" I turn around and swim for the small white submersible heading towards me. "Alright. Set the autopilot for the Trieste. I feel like just enjoying the scenery." 