Adapting Is Key

[splattershot]

"Well, shit."

That was all Tidal had to say when she awoke in the grassy field that was very much not her apartment. She'd fallen asleep in her jacket and pants after an exhausting - but highly satisfying - day of turf wars, excited to have more fun the next day. Well, now the next day was here, and this was not the Inkling's idea of fun.

As she rolled onto her back and sat up, she took in the area. It seemed like there was a city nearby, from the smoke rising up beyond the hills. Where the hell was she, and how had she gotten here? This wasn't good; she didn't even have her Splattershot.

Damn. She didn't even have her hat.

But she wasn't going to find anything out by sitting around, so she pushed herself up to a stance, tied her 'hair' up into a topknot, and began to walk towards the rising smoke. At least she'd be near some kind of civilization, then.

Comments

[morganknight]

Morgan shot a sidelong smile at her. "I'll try to make sure anything I ask you to do is fun," he said, with just a little innuendo.

[splattershot]

Tidal couldn't resist a bit of a smirk, picking up on that hint of subtext. "You bet your ass you'll make sure of that."

[morganknight]

"Well, someone's ass anyway."

What can he say? He's a bad man.

Time for that later, though; for now, the town ahead of them was coming more clearly into view. Morgan's first though was minor relief -- no walls meant the town didn't fear much, which in turn meant they'd likely find a warmer welcome there than otherwise.

[splattershot]

Tidal beamed as they drew closer to the town, pumping a fist in the air victoriously.

"Alright, civilization! I hope they have hats."

Seriously, her head was starting to feel naked without her usual cap.

[morganknight]

Morgan hesitated for a second, glancing down at her.

"I'm going to admit that was not what I expected your topmost concern to be."

[splattershot]

Proper priorities and thinking things through are foreign concepts to Tidal, though! She blinked over at Morgan a couple of times.

"Well, sure, let's not die, that too."

[morganknight]

"Good plan! So you're a hat girl, huh?" Morgan made a note of that, just 'cuz.

[splattershot]

"You bet! Hats are a good way to get a fresh look, you know?"

And being fresh - or cool and trendy - was a big part of Inkling culture.

[morganknight]

"I dunno, seems a shame to cover up that color," Morgan said, reaching out to poke what was, as near as he can tell, tentacles that functioned like hair?

[splattershot]

That was exactly what they were, and Tidal grinned at his remark. "Thanks, but style is everything. Oh, though if you like this, we should see if we can find some colorful ink. You'll probably flip out over seeing me change it."

[morganknight]

"You can change it?" He was more repeating than questioning. She hadn't protested the poke, so he actually slipped his fingers under the tentacle to lift it a little. "That's wild. And nice."

'Hot' might have been a little too blatant.

[splattershot]

Any Inkling or Octoling could do it, but she wasn't going to point that out. This was going to be a perk of being the only of her kind around: seeming special. Feeling special.

"Well, I definitely better find a way to show you, if you're so into it."

[morganknight]

"Heh, yes, I would like that. So any other cool and awesome things about you, aside from your color-changing, your clever mind, your fun personality, and your gorgeous appearance?"

Yeah, laying it on heavy never hurt, especially when a grin invited her to laugh along with him at that list.

[splattershot]

Officially flattered, Tidal did laugh along. "Killer aim. Don't forget killer aim. But... What about you, huh?"

She didn't always take interest in others - it was kind of a rare thing for her to do.

[morganknight]

"Martial artist and Mage," Morgan said, putting a hand on his chest. "Also my resting heart rate is like 35. Just in case you ever have to check my pulse."

[splattershot]

She snickered, at first, focused on the heart rate bit, but... Hold on.

"Wait a second, is that how you pulled this," she waved the staff around a bit, "out of like, practically nowhere?"

[morganknight]

"No, no. This coat has its own pocket dimension in it." Morgan plunged an arm back into his coat, burying it up to the elbow without any sign of a bump on the outside, then coming back out with his fingers wrapped around the neck of an electric guitar. "Oh hey, I left this in here?"

[splattershot]

"What." Tidal continued to stare, baffled, until Morgan pulled out the instrument - at that point, her eyes widened, practically gleaming.

"Do you play?"

[morganknight]

"Damn straight, I'm lead guitar in a band." Which, quite unfairly, was a successful hobby of his. He attributed the success way more to the other members than to himself, but he gave it a good effort!

[splattershot]

"That's hot," Tidal said, because like hell if she cared about being a little too blatant. "What kind of music?"

[morganknight]

"That is super what I want you to think." Even if that wasn't what he picked up the instrument in the first place for. Awesome side benefit! "Metal of all sorts, primarily. We're mostly doing covers for now."

[splattershot]

Tidal laughed, and nodded. "Not bad, not bad! Metal is like... The fourth best kind of music, but considering how many genres there are..."

Of course, that was her way of saying it was her fourth-favorite kind of music. But obviously that meant it was just generally fourth-best!

[morganknight]

"Phew." Morgan made a show of wiping sweat off his brow. "I was worried you were too perfect for a moment there, but your music tastes being a little off is reassuring!"

[splattershot]

"Hey, what?" Tidal laughed, shaking her head. "No way! I think you're the one with music tastes that are a little off!"

[morganknight]

"I know, but I forgive you." Still grinning, Morgan stuffed his guitar back into his coat, which accepted it without so much as a bulge.