[Ki Tisa]

ooc: i told kooka i would make her a two sentence starter so im gonna

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Ki Tisa (who is still in Inaria rather than Gemini because he's lost all control of his life and has decided time is probably fake) is face down in the sand on the beach.

The sun is shining.

[Weiss]

Weiss sits down next to him, probably after watching him for at least an hour from the treeline.

She puts a paw on his back to make sure he is breathing. She wonders if his nose tickles with all that sand in it.

A better joke would have been to write a novel here for a reply, but who has the energy not me no sir.

[Ki Tisa]

He sneezes, so it probably does tickle. Where does the sneeze go? Into the sand. Everything about this is horrible and he hopes the crabs are coming to end his suffering soon.

[Weiss]

Weiss feels him sneeze, and pats his back awkwardly. He must be having a rough day, and that was okay. She scoots her butt and starts to make a sand mermaid tail on his butt.

[Cuff]

Cuff is there. Cuff is confused.

[Ki Tisa]

"Weiss help me," says the sand monster from within the sand tomb. Help him what? He doesn't know. Just help.

Help.

He does not yet see Cuff. But it's good that she's here because these kids have mom issues.

[Weiss]

Weiss notices Cuff.

"Hey," she greets. "You look familiar."

She pats Ki Tisa's butt, already covered in some sand. "You should help me help him." Become a mermaid that is.

[Cuff]

"Hello," replies Cuff, because that is polite. She studies the younger woman and decides, after a lengthy pause:

"You don't."

That is not as polite.

"What's wrong?" she eventually asks, drawing close, lifting a paw until it hovers (awkwardly) over the sand boy.

Mom mode activated?

[Ki Tisa]

*What's wrong*, cuff asks.

"Yes," replies Ki Tisa.

[Weiss]

/"Yes"/ he says as she says, "I think I'm pregnant."

She pauses, and wonders if she should bury her face in the sand too. There's enough beach, though she doesn't feel like dealing with an itching nose.

That was probably in her head anyway.

Instead she says, "He needs more seashells," and gets back to patting down sand.

[Ki Tisa]

Ki Tisa is groooaoaoaoaoaanaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaning.

Maybe seashells would fix it though?

[Cuff]

Cuff distractedly shovels sand on Ki Tisa's head with her paw because N A N I ?

"Um." Pat, pat. Can you still breathe down there, Sand Boy? "What?"

No sign of any fix it seashells yet. Sorry.

[Weiss]

"Seashells," she replied when Cuff asked. "Sand tails need seashells."

It felt less like deflection and more 'making this mermaid is the only thing i can process right now'

She looked over them and out at the water, Ki Tisa's groaning a buzz under her paws.

It was probably nothing.

[Ki Tisa]

"Can seashells cure the tragedy of stressful youth, Weiss?"

Can seashells fill the HOLES IN OUR SOULS, WEISS?

[Cuff]

"What the fuck," Cuff mouths silently to herself, staring blankly, feeling very lost.

She hopes her age isn't showing.

[Weiss]

"Only the Inarian ones," she hums as she pats harder, feeling no shame about lying to his sand-covered ass as his face was still underground. "Probably."

She turns to Cuff, and blinks at her. She hasn't connected the dots because she's a dog and not a superhuman, capable of an existential crisis but not reading family trees in profiles.

"Should we give him a huge sand-butt?"

[Ki Tisa]

"Do you want to be a parent" he asks forlornly in his most forlorn voice. "I don't even know what a baby is"

[Luxord]

A hermit crab pops out of a hole in the sand, marching diligently towards Ki Tisa with claws upraised in preparation for battle.

If you look very closely, you might notice it has Luxord's face. That's weird.

What I'm saying is, this crab will kill you if you hurt her, Ki Tisa.