[ti]closed[/ti]Doors to Everywhere

Speaking of Kyogre teeth, this time not metaphorically...

<'ꞨⱲĪᛗ.'>

With a bellow too deep and too rumbling for their current size, a young legendary creature approaches the harbour, the sound of their excitement bringing ripples upon the surface of the ruin-filled ocean. It's a request as much as it is a demand; they wish to bathe, to dive deep into the water and to have their master join them in this indulgence, for air is far inferior to water and for too long they have swam through the skies.

Their master, the Alchemist knight, understands without any need for further explanation on the Legion's part, and having expected such a reaction, she laughs, placing a hand on top of the whale's head and patting once.

"I know, that's part of why we're here. Give me a moment to prepare and we'll go diving."

It's why she had chosen Legion to accompany her, at least. Tuesday's own objective is far from just swimming. She had heard rumours of portals and doors, and as someone who dislikes leaving anything unexplored and who sees the value in knowledge and information, she certainly isn't going to allow those to stay as just rumours.

So, she makes the necessary preparations once standing at the water's edge: her Steeler class is temporarily replaced by SWIMMER, and although Ironsmiths are supposed to always wear armour as if this were a solemn oath of theirs, she returns most of hers to her inventory for the sake of mobility, even unequipping her signature Rainbow Flame Cloak of white feathers. Vambraces remain, perhaps to maintain this oath of hers, along with black under armour, equally black Cool Jorts, and the shard dagger and spellbook that are clipped to her belt. She also holds onto her spear, just in case it's needed.

<'We're going to dive deep to look for doors, Legion. There's a huge chance that something wild and dangerous is waiting for us down there, so stay on your guard.'> The spear is given a twirl before being strapped to her back, and when she looks at the Kyogre, they give her a bright smile in which rows upon rows of sharp fangs shine. Just before diving, she smiles right back.

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The ruin-filled waters of the Drowned Harbour are as dark as they are indeed ruinous, Tuesday and Legion having soon found themselves weaving their way among sunken ships, rusted beams, and columns of crumbling concrete. They had gone into one of these ships to have a look, but strangely enough, no matter where they looked, in the ship there had been no doors — as if all of the had snapped off their hinges and stolen away long ago.

And so, deep and deeper they go...

That is, until Legion stops, staring at the darkness ahead with eyes of glimmering amber.

"All good, Eon?"

<'₮ⱧɆ₴Ɇ ₵ɄⱤⱤɆ₦₮₴ ₴₥ɆⱠⱠ Ø₣ ⱧɄ₥₳₦ ₣ⱠɆ₴Ⱨ.'> The creature of deep voice declares with certainty, the sound of his bellowing ever too loud and rumbling even when he attempts to be discrete. Tuesday stares ahead and blinks.

"Yeah, 'cause I bet hearing that coming from the darkness isn't gonna creep them out at all." She chuckles, patting her Pokémon's head before calling out into the darkness as well. "YO! YOU GOOD?"

A question that could be interpreted in a few different ways, of course. Are you doing okay? Are you an ally? Considering the things she has seen some places in this game do to people, it's always better to ask for good measure.