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Who: Muffet, Hector, Kravitz, and Zidane.
What: Exploring the sunken city.
When: July 10th.
Where: The underwater ruins, section 2 of the map.
Warnings: Darkness, ocean depths, potential violence.

[Muffet is, once more, transformed.]

[Unlike her previous sudden and unwilling introduction to the human condition, however, she seems fairly pleased with this one- likely because she had advance warning for it, and a particular purpose in mind. With her drive to discover more about the islands stronger than ever after her brief disappearance, there was no question of staying behind when she learned about the new underwater discovery.]

[Having taken the time to thank the Jormun profusely for their help, pack some supplies that won't be ruined by a bit of seawater, and acquire a group of travelling companions by the time-honored means of looking around and seeing if anyone else was heading in the same direction, she's ready to begin.]

[Floating above the city, she absently smooths the delicately frilly bell of her new form, like someone adjusting a skirt, and addresses her fellow explorers.]

Is everyone ready to descend?

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[He hadn't exactly intended to leap down at the first moment, but Muffet had offered and it seemed as good a deal as any. If he knows the twins, they'll want to head out here soon enough, and having a lay of the land is always his preference. He looks similarly affected with the Jormun's magic, a powerful shark tail replacing his legs, the color translucent and almost see through in the light to the bones underneath. It's an unusual pattern for those who have never seen him outside this world, but for those who know him, it's quite on brand.]

As ready as we can be, for now. I will take this time to inform everyone that I can see quite well in the dark, so if anyone has trouble discerning something, I can assist. Is there anything in particular people are expecting here, or looking for?

[Héctor is also having a much better time of it than his last transformation, not solely because it's his choice this time. Still a skeleton! A merman's skeleton, dorsal spines poking through his ever-present idiotic shirt. Poor thing has definitely seen better days and now is going to be ruined by seawater. Oh well.

He's not wearing any pants, of course. They can deal with it. No one here is that young. Always the one carrying the least, he's come with a mostly empty backpack and his knife which doubles as a flashlight. One of these days, maybe he'll have more useful things.]

Same as always. I just want to know more about why we're here.

[The longing for home is stronger every day, which is no surprise.]

[Well, if anyone told Zidane that he was going to transform into a merman he would look at them funny. However, he had been on this island long enough and here he was. With a blue fish tail. And it wasn't the weirdest thing that has happened so far.

Well, either way, he was eager to get going.]

I'm with Héctor. Anything which could lead to more clues about why we got here and how to return home is gonna be good for me! [Even if they find very little, it's still something.] Anyway, I'm ready and itching to go! [And he grins before swimming down to start inspecting the city. Someone is a little impatient.]

[Muffet nods ruefully at the point.]

I feel quite the same. More useful knowledge is likely to be the most valuable thing we can find, by now.

[Seeing Zidane start to swim off, she bites back a sigh and starts after him, keeping an eye out for trouble as they go. Why even have a group if you aren't going to stay with them, honestly...]

[He's about to respond further when Zidane takes the leap, and he just rolls his eyes as he follows. Alright, so in they go. That's not gonna stop him from being Team Mom, though, especially to the one guy in this group he doesn't know well enough to ensure he won't go barreling into trouble.]

Don't get too far ahead-- you never know what's down here. We should endeavor to disturb as little as possible to ensure we aren't targeted.

[It feels a little weird to be down here and just be fine, but it's not like he had to breathe before coming here, so none of this is new. He's spent his life possessing other things to use as temporary forms, so this is just another thing on the train of weird shit that's been his-- er, death.

Kravitz hasn't brought much with him either; a slung bag over his back, and the visor he won from Anbaki tied right on the front. If there's ever a situation where he needs a bit more speed, he thinks it may be now. If only he could write things down, too...]

Perhaps we start with the biggest one? That large structure there.

[He points towards building 2, how it seems closer than the rest by looming tall.]

It seems to have held up well.

[Funnily enough, he's still breathing--or doing some mockery of it, anyway, ribs expanding and contracting. Doesn't seem to bother him that there's no air.

What a weirdo.]

Hey! You! Get back here! ...aaand he's gone. [A weirdo who's eyerolling so dramatically they're about to fall out. (Literally.)] I can't believe he was on my case over the roller coaster.

[Well, everyone else is following, so he'll swim along too.]

[Despite rushing ahead, Zidane had no intention of separating from the others, which is why he stops to look back and make sure the others are catching up. They do have to stick together, after all. And if they are attacked, he has to protect them.

That said, uh......now that he thinks about it, he wasn’t able to bring a light and it’s dark down there. Maybe he should slow down.] Relax, guys! I’m not going that far ahead. [And because he didn’t hear what Kravitz had said due to totally not dashing ahead without thinking.] Uh.....which building should we check out?

[Muffet gives him a look. If he's ever had a teacher politely not call him on his shit but still make it very clear that they know perfectly well his dog didn't really eat that homework, then he'll know the one.]

[But as she reaches him, she gestures with one hand and summons a line of glowing purple light, coiling the thread of magic around her hand a few times so she can use it to light their way. With a free hand, she gestures at the large building Kravitz suggested.]

We're planning to try the largest one first, as it seems to be the most intact.

[Moving forward at a more decorous pace, to give the others plenty of time to follow, she shifts to the front of their small group in order to light the way.]

[Kravitz is making a similar look right next to her, but he primarily just rolls his eyes and moves on. Without need to stick next to Muffet to see, he can flank her on the darker side and observe the structure of the building, try to commit it to memory.]

Remember we are looking for anything of interest. Without knowing what these looked like before we cannot surmise even the most mundane thing is not out of the ordinary. And keep your eyes out for danger.

[He's pretty sure he sees what's supposed to be a door, and dives towards that with the intent to get inside.]

Got it.

[He's listening, he's obeying, and he's being sensible enough to not be the first through the door. They can handle real combat, he can... throw things, shout, and be a pitiful meatless meatshield.

Someone give him a gold sticker for doing his best anyway.]

[A stern teacher look alone won’t work on Zidane. However, from what Muffet said, he realises that because he had swum off, he had missed an important conversation. He gives an awkward grin.] Ah, right. Eheheheh. Great idea.

[Well, considering its size, it’s a good starting point. Okay, time to go! But first....] Speaking of danger, any of us here who can’t fight? If you can’t, make damn sure you stay close to someone who can.

[Well, at least something gave him pause. She'll take that much.]

Hm? [Muffet considers Zidane's question as she moves forward, carefully surveying the area.] I can manage well enough, when necessary. I'm more of a long-range fighter than a melee combatant, however- if it comes to a fight, I'd appreciate being able to keep my distance.

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