008 ♔ accidental-ish voice / action for hazmat and forwarded to saturday

[anelegantmyth]

[Accidental-ish voice
The feed starts off with only the sounds of heels stepping on a wooden floor. Eventually even the sound of heels stop and for a moment or two, there is silence. But that doesn't last long when the silence is cut by a scream of sheer terror. Then sounds of struggle and a journal falling to the ground.]

GET IT OFF ME!! GET IT OFF ME GET IT OFF ME GET IT OF MEEEEE!!!

[Suddenly, frogs croaking everywhere. Other than a woman freaking out, that's all you hear till she picks up her journal.]

WHAT THE HELL ARE THESE THINGS!?

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Basically, Cynthia woke up super early, went to get breakfast after braving the galley full of confused chickens and discovered the swarm of frogs. One of the frogs jumped into her hair and got lost. She doesn't know what these things are and they caught her waaaaay off guard. React accordingly.]

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[cry_brady]

Cynthia?! What happened?! Are you hurt?!

[anelegantmyth]

The boat is filled with little croaking things and one of them jumped into my hair

[cry_brady]

Croaking things...?

... Wait, y'mean frogs?

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[notacostume]

[So much for that sleep was looking to get.]

Cynthia...? What's going on?

[Why are you screaming and denying your roomie her sleep.]

[anelegantmyth]

MONA! MONA YOU HAVE TO HELP ME!! The boat's filled with little croaky things that look like froakies but less adorable! And one of those things jumped into my hair and I can't find iiit.

[ Oh yes, she's being serious. ]

[notacostume]

Wait... what? [Okay, frog emergencies are a valid enough reason for the scream.] Hang on, let me see.

[She stands up and starts to look through Cynthia's hair.] Hold still, will you?

[Some more digging and...] There he is. [Mona plucks out the frog and holds it in her hand without so much as twitching.]

You can, uh, stop freaking out now. I think your hair is going to be alright.

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[originaldragoon]

Cynthia? Are you alright?

[anelegantmyth]

There are ugly froakie things on my boat and one of them just jumped into my hair.

[originaldragoon]

Froakie? You mean the frogs that are all over the place?

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[bloodheels]

I would ask if you were okay, but given your reaction, I would say things weren't okay.

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[anelegantmyth]

THERE IS A CROAKIE THING IN MY HAIR, NO I'M NOT OKAY.

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[bloodheels]

You mean a frog. How did it get on your ship?

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[windofthephoenixtemple]

They are probably frogs by the sounds of it.

[anelegantmyth]

...frogs? Are they dangerous?

[windofthephoenixtemple]

Not at all. I mean people can get a little screamish around them, but they do not cause any problems. People sometimes use them to dissect them.

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[the_dancing_dork]

[As soon as he heard the screaming, Leo ran from below to above deck with katana's already pulled out.]

Cynthia,w hat is it?! Are we under atta...

[He then lowers his swords, straightens up, and quirks a brow.]

Are those frogs?

[anelegantmyth]

I don't know! But one jumped into my hair and--AYIIEE GET IT OFF MEE!!

[ Sinnoh league champion and one of the strongest female trainers in the pokemon world...defeated by a frog. This was a new low for her. ]

[the_dancing_dork]

Alright, I'll try. Just hold still.

[He raised his katana and swung the blunt end at the part fo Cynthia's hair tat he saw moving.]

[anelegantmyth]

[ She tried to hold still. If there was one thing she knew about Leo, it was that he would solve any problem with those swords of his, and she didn't want any accidents. But that frog was a fighter. Stuck in a clump of her hair that got knotted as it tried to wiggle itself free. The mere thought of this mysterious creature being stuck to her gave her goosebumps. ]

Dear Arceus, be careful with that thing!

[the_dancing_dork]

I'm trying!

[He used the tip of the blade to push a bit of hair aside, enought hat he could see the frog. He then lowered it son that he could work on untangling the long, blonde locks. Eventually, he was able to grab the frog and safely pull it out of Cynthia's head.]

Okay, I got it.

[anelegantmyth]

[ She shudders, that was definitely something she'd want to experience ever again. But she couldn't help but wonder where the heck it came from, and... ]

What the heck is a frog? And is it poisonous?

[the_dancing_dork]

[...what?]

You... don't know what a frog is?

[Says this as he puts another hand on the amphibian, making sure that it didn't hop away.]

[anelegantmyth]

Sweetheart, when I first met you, I didn't know what a turtle was. So are you honestly surprised that I don't know what these things are too?

[ She motions to the rest of the swarm that was still hopping around on the boat. Holding her hair up before any of them decide to follow their friend and jump in as well.]

[the_dancing_dork]

Oh, I forgot about that. Well a frog is an amphibian that lives in mainly swamps and likes to eat bugs and hop around. They're pretty common in my world. There are some that are poisonous, but these look like the normal non-poisonous kind...

...and how the shell did they get onto the ship anyways?

[anelegantmyth]

That's what I wanna know. It's bad enough we have to deal with Scurvy Dog's last present

[ Looking at the door to the galley, which was currently filled with slightly confused chickens. Then cue her stomach growling. ]

Urgh...and they've deprived me of breakfast.

[the_dancing_dork]

Hmm, well frogs are usually harmless. Though we may want to catch them before they end up getting into every single place on the ship

[And boy would that be a pain.]

Though I can handle it, you can go get your breakfast. IO'm sure that I can handle rounding them up.

[anelegantmyth]

Leo please, do you honestly think I'd leave you alone with these ugly froakies?

[ She fishes for any ribbon in her pocket that she could use to tie her hair up. The last thing she wanted was a repeat performance. She'll have to dunk her head into a tub of water after this. Urgh. ]

Come on, I'll help you. Then we could go have breakfast together or something.

[the_dancing_dork]

Well.. alright. We're going to need a net or something to catch all of these. And something to put them in. I don't think that they can swim and live with the water this deep, so we'll have to let them free on dry land.

[anelegantmyth]

Woah, pause. We barely have enough space with all those chickens in the galley. Where on earth are we going to keep these guys?

[the_dancing_dork]

Well we could keep them below deck, as long as we put them into something then they shouldn't cause much trouble. Besides they can get rid of some of the bugs that could be crawling around.

[anelegantmyth]

Well we can't just keep them in the nets! That's inhumane. [ Says the girl who keeps her pets in little balls, shh. Then...an idea ]

...the captain's quarters.

[the_dancing_dork]

I wasn't going to say keep them in nets, I was...

...the captain's quarters? I don't know, would Ning be okay with having a bunch of frogs in his personal space?

[anelegantmyth]

He doesn't even use the room. It's about as untouched as unused as his brain. I'm sure he wouldn't mind. Probably wouldn't even notice.

[the_dancing_dork]

Well... okay, I guess we have nowhere better to but them.

[But why did he have the gut feeling that something was going to go horribly wrong?

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[raavashing]

Watch out! Don't hurt them!

[Yes, Wan was more concerned about the frogs' well being than Cynthia's as he called out from the upper deck where he'd been on watch.]

[anelegantmyth]

[ Some friend you turned out to be. She didn't have any intention of hurting these weird little creatures. But she may be close to slamming her back into a wall, if it'll get this thing off her. ]

I wasn't planning to, but a little help would be nice.

[raavashing]

Stand still.

[Wan ordered as he jumped off the upper deck to get down to her the fastest.]

I'll get it off you, just keep still. Moving around will only make it worse.

[anelegantmyth]

[ Doing as she's told, the champion keeps still on her spot on the deck and just shudders every time the frog tries to struggle. Hoping, PRAYING that the other frogs on deck don't decide to follow their friend. ]

What are these things?

[raavashing]

They're frogs.

[Wan came up to her side and very carefully lifted the frog out of her hair, making sure to untangle it's legs from a few stray strands. That done, he held the little guy up in front of her - far enough away that he wasn't shoving it in her face.]

See? They're mostly harmless. I don't think they're spirit frogs, but they're probably just as upset about being thrown out of the sky as you are to have them land on you. They aren't supposed to be in the clouds.

[anelegantmyth]

Hold on a sec, you saw them fall out of the sky?

[ She lean in to take a closer look at the little thing. Even poking it in the stomach and pulling up its leg to check for wings. The frog croaks in response. Nope, definitely not as cute as a froakie. ]

You don't look like a flying type.

[raavashing]

They aren't a flying type. I don't know what's going on. I did my best to break their falls with air, though.

[Which was why Wan had been on the upper deck for the watch. Better vantage point to catch them.]

We should let them off at the first island we can. We really don't have the means to care for them all. And they aren't ocean swimmers.

[anelegantmyth]

Where the heck are we going to keep them though? The galley's already filled to the brim with chickens, thanks to our kind and wonderful captain, and I'm pretty sure we can't just stuff them in a supply closet.

[ She wasn't particularly fond of these little things. But even she knew to keep creatures in a place where they could have a little space to roam around. ]

[raavashing]

We could just keep them on deck. Or in the cargo hold.

[Wan knew they had a cargo hold, but he really didn't know what, if anything, was kept there. It was just extra storage as far as he knew since the food was kept somewhere else and closer to the galley.]

[anelegantmyth]

Err I'm pretty sure Kitty wouldn't be happy with little non-froakies hopping around his de--[ and then, and idea. ] The captain's quarters!

[raavashing]

The captain's quarters?

[Wan was not sure that was a very good idea.]

You don't think he'd mind?