Cayden studies the pearl, then taps it gently. The metallic layer pops, revealing a gooey, pearly white substance. (bad at explaining, think of a marshmallow that's been burnt and you take the burnt off and are left with heavenly goodness) He nods, and scoops some for himself. "Very good. Tastes like strawbees."
(also two questions: how big is Vē'Êtherñøth and how do you pronounce that? [i stuck it in google translate and made it read it, is that kind of accurate for how you'd pronounce it?])
(Yeah, roughly. VEH-ET-ehr-nyoth, but Google Translate was close. Note: It is not Latvian. Also, she's a short lil demon. About 3'2" or something.)
Vē'Êtherñøth grins, then scoops up sme herself. "Delecious indeed. Hey, how do you feel about fire?"
(damn that's short)
(i have yet to decide what cayden's appearing as, but his megalodon form is roughly 65 feet long.)
(^ [lmao he inspired kelpie myths])
"Fire?" Cayden blinks. "No fire. We have glowy fish and underwater toasters! No fire needed." He licks his fingers off, then grabs as much of the pearl as he can fit in his hands and starts on that.
(Yup. Most of my characters are excessively short or tall. Very few are normal-sized.)
(Oh, holy shit he's huge. Nearly 21 times larger than her. And I did the math, that is an accurate number.)
(Kelpie myths? Sea faeries, like selkies?)
Sighing, Vē'Êtherñøth makes a small flame anyways. "Yeah, well, I need fire."
(he is huge. it wouldn't be fair for him to be smaller than a humpback whale if he's a megalodon.)
(kelpie… scottish horse shapeshifters. basically they appear in any form they choose, and usually choose to use it for tricking people. selkies can only change from seal to human, whilst kelpies a) are usually tricksters b) can appear in any form they want and c) their true form is huge and hideous and lurks behind the "fake" form)
"Hm," Cayden studies it for a second, then shrugs and goes back to eating. "Why do you need fire?"
She shrugs. "Because I'm a being of Chaos and fire?"
(Yeah, lol.)
(Ah…)
"Oh," Cayden says. "Like the toaster?" He points to the toaster, which manages to look very proud and very out of place, being plugged into a 13th-century war galley.
Vē'Êtherñøth shakes her head. "Nope. Toaster toasts. I burn."
"Toaster can fry, too," Cayden says. "Can you fry things?"
Shrugging, Vē'Êtherñøth says "I suppose if I had oil and stood in it."
"Oil is bad," Cayden notes. He grabs a floating siphonophore from its chain and tosses it from hand t hand, bored.
"For you, maybe." Vē'Êtherñøth retorts.
"And teh rest of the ocean," Cayden points out. "Unless it's for fries."
"Fair, fair. Unless it's an oil ocean." Vē'Êtherñøth replies.
"An oil ocean with fries. Fries are good." Cayden spins the siphonophore on his finger like a basketball.
Nodding, Vē'Êtherñøth says, "Yeah."
She loses interest and swims away for a bit, chasing around the various deep-sea creatures.
Cayden reaches through the rotting boards of the galley and pulls out a bunch of sea urchins, stacking them and playing what appears to be solitary Jenga.
Eventually, Vē'Êtherñøth wanders her way back. "What are you doing?"
"Playing enga against Akai," Cayden says, nodding at the siphonophore, who bobs in response. "He's very bad at it."
Vē'Êtherñøth squints at the siphonophore. "Makes sense, I guess. Could I join?"
"Sure," Cayden shrugs. "You can take over for Akai." The siphonophore, glad of an excuse, bobs away from the game to rejoin its chain. "Do you know how to talk to them?" he asks Vē'Êtherñøth, pointing to the sea urchins. "It makes the game easier."
Vē'Êtherñøth shrugs and turns to one, listening for a moment then nodding. She moves one, and waits for Cayden to take his turn. "I do now."
Cayden looks at the sea urchins, then bends over and says something to one, in a language that sounds like velcro being pulled. He pulls it out gently, then lets go and watches it climb hurriedly to the top.
(bump-bada-bump-bump. boop-boop)
Vē'Êtherñøth watches intently, then makes her move. She watches the sea urchin walk with fascination.
Cayden coaxes out another urchin and places it on top of the tower. After doing so, he reaches in his sleeve and pulls out a slippery layer of algae, laying it on top of the completed row. "To make it slipperier and harder," he explains.
Shaking her head, Vē'Êtherñøth makes her move, carefully placing the urchin down.
Cayden reaches for an urchin, stops, converses with it quickly, and yanks out the urchin beside it. He drops it on top of the others somewhat carelessly and does a couple backflips from a safe distance while he waits.