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Post by Morgan on Jun 17, 2019 9:51:02 GMT -6
Morgan was already putting together a teaching program in their head to work with them. Perhaps when they were older they could finish up by attending Morgan's own sessions with the tutor? That sounded like a good idea, perhaps they would be interested in it. It was obvious that Ryuusei was not knowledgeable in any way about the world around them, and with him being so high-minded, it would be important to start this sooner rather than later. With Seimei, on the other hand, Morgan knew that if he was not carefully worked with, that he would easily fall into being completely shut-in. It was easy to see that he was both very experienced with the more negative things of the world, while also being far more aloof and high-strung than Ryuusei. That could easily be an issue in the long run, and Morgan had to head that off before it became set into stone.
Morgan had a few plans now, but it would have to wait. They had already done quite a bit of work today, and they still had tomorrow to work. Morgan steps off of the small wooden bridge and over to the Inn. By the time Morgan got ready to go to the hot springs again, the two tat-lungs were already playing some sort of game in the one opposite.
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Post by Morgan on Jun 17, 2019 10:06:47 GMT -6
Plans, plans, plans. Morgan preferred to make plans over doing anything spontaneously, though the chaos node that they had swallowed a couple of weeks ago was making that incredibly difficult to do. It seemed like they were much better at reacting to changes now than setting forth a concrete plan to then complete. However, Morgan found a certain amount of resolve in their-self when it came to the tat-lungs. This was... Important. It was much easier to focus on this task than the others that had been difficult thus far. This was intriguing... Morgan steps into the hot spring again, towel-in place. It was calming, watching the tat-lungs playing in the opposite spring pool, while relaxing those hurt muscles. Perhaps it would be prudent to stick around here until the muscles felt less strained.
Morgan would have to go back and work with Michiryuu again sooner or later, but Morgan was unsure what to do about the vast differences in strength. The creature was huge, and Morgan was quite small; Michiryuu had not been trying to hurt the bespectacled human, but the strength difference alone had caused this. There would have to be some way of getting over the difference, right?
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Post by Morgan on Jun 17, 2019 10:21:30 GMT -6
There were so many things that Morgan was doing all of the time, and the need to constantly be moving had practically exploded since the node. The choice to have extra education after childhood was not a common one around here, and it took quite a bit of time. Not only that, but there were other difficult aspects of daily life that Morgan didn't really want to think about while trying to be calm. Morgan tried to focus on the game that the two tat-lungs were playing. They seemed to play some sort of game often enough, usually completely different ones. This time, they were playing the game with the ball again. Morgan sighed quietly, putting the back of their head on a nearby rock, leaning back on it. Trying to be calm, and empty the mind. It worked perhaps a little too well; and the human fell asleep. Luckily; they had laid their glasses down on the bench outside of the hot springs pool.
Luckily enough, Morgan woke up later feeling quite a bit refreshed, and had even managed not to drown; surprisingly enough this didn't really scare them. It was a bit odd that they had fallen asleep, they'd had trouble sleeping lately...
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Post by Morgan on Jun 17, 2019 10:34:06 GMT -6
It was like clockwork, sometimes. Morgan would be normal; with normal sleeping hours and a pretty good schedule, and then all of a sudden; there would be no sleep to be had. Morgan would be excitable and irritable, all at once, for days, working quite hard on some project or another. Afterwards; Morgan would sleep, and refuse to get out of bed for days sometimes; or even eat. It was not something that Morgan was able to explain, but had not managed to be too much of an issue. Morgan had not really brought it up with anyone, since it felt... Odd, perhaps a bit like a weakness. The bespectacled human had found it just a part of life for a long time, but it was not well received by the individuals that Morgan had hired to do some of the maintenance; meaning that it wasn't normal, right?
Morgan hauled theirself out of the Hot-springs, and then replaced the wet towel with a dry one. They put the wet towel immediately in the washer and started the cycle; now their swimclothes and the wet towel would be ready to use again eventually. The two tat-lung appeared to have been done with their game, and were now exploring the area, with Seimei communicating to Ryuusei quietly.
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Post by Morgan on Jun 17, 2019 10:45:29 GMT -6
They were quite strange, the two tat-lungs. Morgan had been a bit concerned about them at first, before the ring really took affect, since the two seemed to have some sort of antagonistic relationship, but it seemed now more like they had began to get along quite well, despite the continued rivalry. Morgan thought about this for a moment, and then immediately went to get changed back into their more casual clothes. Today had been a long day. In the morning, perhaps, they would go back out to the docks. Perhaps if Morgan's muscles decided to allow it, anyway. Morgan didn't want to make the sore muscles any worse than they already were, but their days with non-mature tat-lungs were numbered. The two would eventually grow up, and it looked like for Seimei that was sooner rather than later.
The bespectacled human quietly retired to the bedroom in the Inn. If they were not so tired, they would perhaps instead go into the mansion, to their own personal bedroom, but this would do just fine. Morgan quite frankly felt like they could sleep for a week, though they were sure that they would not. They grilled thin murp steaks on their small grill for dinner, having pulled them out of the chilled lunch box. Afterwards, Morgan fell asleep as night fell.
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Post by Morgan on Jun 17, 2019 10:55:36 GMT -6
The next morning, Morgan awoke on the futon to some sort of strange bird singing outside. Morgan sat up, swinging their legs off to touch the floor. They missed their bed almost immediately; seeing as they were still a bit sore, but their muscles were not near as badly sore as they were yesterday. Morgan was awake in an instant; and hungry. They stretched a bit, and then stood up, moving across the room to the closet. A clothes change later, and Morgan walked to the main room of the Inn. The two tat-lungs were up early (did they even sleep?) and swimming around in the brooklet that went through the house, waiting for breakfast. "Good morning Ryuusei, good morning Seimei." Morgan said, sleepily. Another stretch, another yawn. Today was a new day, and they needed to go back out to the docks as soon as possible. Morgan knew that they all needed to have breakfast first, and then perhaps a good couple of conversations before packing up to go.
It was perhaps a bit of a chore to take them out to the loch, but it needed to be done. "Are you two ready for breakfast?" Morgan asked. Today was crystals day, with a side of meats.
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Post by Morgan on Jun 17, 2019 11:07:48 GMT -6
The bespectacled human was planning on having chicken wings, this morning. They had forgotten to cook them, yesterday, and had instead eaten the lunch box that they had brought earlier on during the morning. Today, though, they were going to have the lunch box that had been meant for last night. Morgan somewhat felt like they were forgetting things more and more recently... That was a bit concerning. Ryuusei seemed pretty happy this morning, so that meant that he slept at least somewhat. Morgan couldn't imagine someone being anything but grumpy after not sleeping well. Seimei was aloof as per usual, but still present. 'Yes, we'd like breakfast.' Ryuusei conveyed. Morgan almost gave a dig at Seimei, to try to get him to be more talkative, but decided against it. Morgan was fine with his more prickly personality, not everyone was going to be peachy keen all the time. The bespectacled human stepped over to the bag of tat-lung crystals and ripped a hole in it at the top, bringing it over to the two. They poured Seimei's pile first, and then Ryuusei's pile, and Ryuusei did not seem to mind. This seemed like the best way to keep them from getting into an early-morning argument. [2]
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Post by Morgan on Jun 17, 2019 11:16:56 GMT -6
There were only so many days that they had left, Seimei was even bigger than Morgan had noticed him being yesterday. That was... Concerning. They did not have a lot of time, did they? The two tat-lungs proceeded to eat their crystals, and Morgan decided to begin cooking for their-self. Not much preparation required this go around, and immediately chicken wings were being cooked in the oven. The Inn was completely stocked with anything Morgan could really ever need while being on 'vacation' so it wasn't something Morgan worried about. The two tat-lungs were already done with their first bit of the breakfast, and Morgan quickly pulled out a few pieces of murp jerky. They broke these into pieces, and took turns throwing one to Ryuusei, and then to Seimei, making sure that they each got the same amount. The two tat-lungs were not fighting all that much this morning, which was good.
Morgan glanced down at the ring on their hand, the one that allowed them to understand and communicate in the tat-lung... Way of doing that. Morgan was hesitant to call it a true language, but perhaps it was? That was actually quite interesting. Just how did this thing work?
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Post by Morgan on Jun 17, 2019 11:39:08 GMT -6
When the ring was off of Morgan's fingers, Morgan suddenly lost the ability to understand the two tat-lungs at all. Whenever the ring was on, Morgan could even convey information to the two of them... It was not something that Morgan completely understood, and that was quite frankly infuriating. Surely the tat-lung 'language' had to do with body parts that Morgan did not have; like fins and tails, right? Did tat-lung 'speak' the same language that they did as fish whenever they grew into dragons? Morgan was not sure about that either, but hoped that they would be able to find out soon enough. Morgan liked to know how things worked, and got frustrated when information was a bit more difficult than expected to find. After a moment or two, Morgan was out of jerky for the tat-lungs, and the chicken wings were ready to be pulled out of the oven. After putting them in a closed container with sauce, they were ready to be eaten too.
Morgan ate the chicken wings quickly enough, and then began to explain to the two tat-lungs that they were going to go back to the docks today. Ryuusei seemed very excited, and Seimei did not seem particularly upset. Morgan figured that they would take that inch and run a figurative mile.
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Post by Morgan on Jun 17, 2019 11:48:56 GMT -6
After breakfast, Morgan was ready to get the two tat-lungs out to the docks and work on a few more things today. There were so many lessons that needed to be taught, and so little time! Morgan did not have as much free time today as they did yesterday. There were other creatures that needed Morgan's attention (Michiryuu being one of them) and of course, other tasks that needed performed. There was also a bit of work needing to be done, as well. So they would have to make due with how much time they had in the morning; that would be fine. Morgan was sure that this was how they needed to spend the morning, anyway, because the two tat-lungs would grow eventually. Some of these lessons would have to be done before they were dragons, during this critical stage.
Morgan gets the two travel tanks ready, on the cart. The bespectacled human was very pleased that their shoulders did not hurt near as badly today, so it was much easier to get around. After a moment or two of work, the tat-lungs were in the travel tanks, and they were ready to go down to the docks. Morgan had already switched into some new swimming clothes; though they were sure they wouldn't need to get into the water today. Just in case.
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