revivalproject | Mermay!!

WHO: Steve Rogers
WHERE: all around
WHAT: MERMAY
WHEN: MERMAY
WARNINGS: ....MERMAY

darling it's better

Steve can be found on his now early-morning swim around town, zipping past anyone. He'll happily deliver anything to anyone within the confines of Temba, for any reason, in the early morning, since he makes a whole loop around. He's faster than a shark, but he's got a rather ostentatious blue tail, with red and white striped fins.

He seems to be in a decent mood, if only because he's having trouble with a lot of his memories of the past that don't reconcile with his ones of being a merman. Anytime he tries too hard to wonder why there's a lack of water if he thinks too hard, the memory disappears like seafoam.

He's having one of those such moments, paused mid-fin flip, eyes in concentration as he starts to sink, but then, he shakes his head, and keeps swimming. That was weird!

down where it's wetter

Sitting on a rock somewhere, Steve's drawing things into the sand. If you ask, he could make a whole series of drawings, each of them replacing the last, ephemeral in nature, washed away by the waves.

"I can try drawing you next," he offers. He's not sure how portraits will work out in the sand, but he'll give it a good college try.

take it from me!

[ cw: injury ]

Having swum through a whole nest of sea urchins in order to grab one, somehow Steve'd accidentally loosened a whole bunch of them, and they'd fallen, mostly on his tail.

He swims out of there quickly, but he has lots of barbs sticking out. He pauses to pull one out, only to manage to accidentally shatter a few of the ones in a cluster and leave them further embedded into his tail. Trying to violently flip it doesn't really help, either. He needs to swim somewhere he can sit down and address this as best as he can.

"Tell me you have tweezers on you," he requests of the nearest He-Row that he finds.

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And isn't he a lucky little boy, coming right up on Tae with her delicate fingers and doctor coat and pockets full of medical instruments. Got to say a lot of how she has come to feel about the sensibility of everyone in this damn place if she was going to just swim around with first aid kits, right?

At least she seems rather comfortable in her body, with a tail as long as she used to be tall, striped in black and dark teal, and settling around herself in a graceful coil almost like a serpent as she settles before him. Immediately she's taking a small plastic kit out and opening it up.

"Did you lose a fight with a reef, Mister Rogers? I would expect that of some of the children, but I would think you would be more sensible."

Apparently being a mer had not changed who she was and how she acted in the slightest.

No, being a mer had not made him more sensible. In fact, it makes him even worse, because there's just something happy and freeing about being in the water, and having that feeling on his skin. He's got a speckling of freckles from the constant sun exposure filtering in from the water, swimming up by the top of the bubble.

"You should see the reef," he responds, smiling. But yes, he did in fact, lose the fight. "Got a whole bunch of sea urchin though, if you'd like a few."

Hopefully, they wouldn't go to waste, considering the lengths he went through to get them.

"I'm a large fan of properly prepared urchin. Of course, we first have to deal with this."

What a foolish man. But she's got the tweezers out, she's settled just short of curled around him, and she's immediately turning her attention to the work. Which she's quick and skilled with.

"You know there are better ways to collect them that don't involve such a mess of your flesh.":

"Yes," he responds, feeling properly chastised. "But I've never gone see urchin diving before." Though, that feels very strange too, because surely, since he's always been a merman, that can't be the case? He must've been taught at some point, and he must have had memories of how not to do it to get caught by a whole cluster of them.

"I'll be more careful next time."

"Different reefs have different ways to pass the time I suppose."

But more careful earns an approving noise from the back of her throat. Sort of a trill. Did mermaids trill? Apparently this one does.

"I would advise it. These are rather dangerous. You don't want an infection to set in."

Usually with infections, they come in and they pass out quite quickly with him. The only problem he's having right now is that unfortunately, if the quills get stuck in him while the infection runs its course, it's not going to suddenly push the quills outside of him.

So he needs them out. "Tell me about it," he says, trying to be a good patient for her.

"Oh, you want me to tell you about the issues with infections? Because I could definitely go into that with serious detail. Don't even get me started on fin rot though. You want to hear about that?"

Because she will. Especially since there are so many quills going on here. Got to get those out first.

"Fin rot?" he asks, frowning. Hopefully it doesn't come to that. He knows he's a super soldier, but he also can't regrow limbs. Bucky's a prime example of that in action.

And he quite likes his tail. It allows him to swim. "It won't be that bad," he says. "I just need some antibiotics."

"Which I will happily provide once I finish here."

She is slowly working her way up his fin and tail, but she's clearly methodical. "We may want to wrap these with a healing paste I've been working up."

"If it's not too much trouble," he says. As always, he's concerned over their lack of supplies, and doesn't want to cause too much trouble.

But... he also will be useless to anyone with fin rot, so. He knows when concessions need to be made.

Of course it wasn't trouble. This was why she was here. Though she supposed he could do the same with the datapoint.

"If you're not in a good state you can't address other people's ills when I need to take a nap or I'm off getting lunch. I heard you handled an emergency with calm aplomb recently."

Well, she's right about that. He's useless if he's benched. "I'll have you know, the thing they say about doctors being the worst patients, it's true in my case."

He's not even a doctor, he's just trying to lend a hand. Sorry Tae.

"It's less true in mine," Tae laughs. "Except for my own patience."

A joke that only works in english, but she's still content to make it.

"Clever," he concedes, as more spines are plucked from his tail. "On the bright side, I've got enough sea urchin to feed just about everyone," he says. At least he didn't come up empty-handed. That would've been embarrassing.

"At least you are suffering for a cause," she says with a smile. She plucks the final spine from the fins and starts on his tail itself. "Though I'm not sure it's worth it."

"I think so," he says. "We've got enough to feed everyone at least one meal." Well, more than that because uni is so rich. "I think that's worth it."

"If only we had rice to go with it. But we'll have to deal with what we can," she says with a smile. This was something worth having after all.

Mermay!!

darling it's better

down where it's wetter

take it from me!

Take It From Me (I guess this implies it happened to him twice. Silly fish)

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