Technically, the tat-lungs could come into the house any time they wished. The stream outside was not completely connected to the aquarium in the mansion, but they were just a single jump away from being able to enter the mansion, and they knew it. The two creatures had spent some time inside; sometimes coming in when Morgan didn't come out to the Inn in the morning. However, they didn't usually do such. Morgan was sure that it was because they were not yet sure of them, Morgan had only had them for a few days after all, and honestly this amount of interaction was certainly more than most creatures would give an owner they hardly knew. Morgan didn't really like the idea of 'ownership' when it came to these sorts of things, but Morgan knew that it came with a certain amount of requirement. The Labs did not tend to allow feral creatures to live if they found it out, so it was better for a pet to be owned in the long run; though only if the 'owner' was kind.
Morgan had a soft spot for animals. They weren't really like people, and it was different. That was why Morgan enjoyed spending time watching the creatures. It was relaxing.
The two tat-lungs were playing some sort of game with the ball; Morgan watched for some time and still didn't completely understand the process or what exactly the rules were. It was intriguing, that was for sure. Morgan was not about to intervene, either. There was no real point, Morgan figured, in stepping in right yet. It was best to begin to work on their process of bonding slowly, just by being around like this. After a while, Morgan figured that they would feed the tat-lungs some gemstones. Growing dragons needed their rocks often, it would seem, and Morgan wanted them to be as healthy as possible. Especially Seimei, who really needed to bulk up. He was scarily thin, and Morgan hadn't really been able to get his weight up very quickly at all.
It was not that Ryuusei was eating more than him all the time or anything, and when he did, it was usually by just one fish or gem. Morgan was watching them carefully, fearing about just that thing, and found that Seimei was generally doing quite a bit better than was to be expected for a creature that had been so harmed in the past so obviously.
Morgan could see aspects of theirself in both Ryuusei and Seimei. Ryuusei was born into nobility, it was quite obvious that he had been well taken care of, for some time. Ryuusei was in perfect condition, growing more rapidly than Morgan would honestly like, and was sure of himself and his place in the world. Training him would be difficult, Morgan knew. It was going to be more like teaching, than training. Seimei, on the other hand, had fallen upon rough times and neglect, and was easily insulted, cunning, and watchful. Morgan could easily feel what both of them felt, and the duality was fitting, if Morgan said that theirself. However, the human knew that they had their own personality traits as well, and that was important for their development.
Morgan knew that the two would need to be taught to communicate. The best idea for it, was Labs Sign Language. That meant that Morgan would need to learn it, that was for sure, and Morgan wasn't too sure where they could learn it. Perhaps they would get a tutor... Morgan realized pretty quickly that they weren't really going to get anywhere in this book because they were thinking too hard.
Morgan sat the book down after marking their place, onto the bench beside them, and instead leaned forward, with their elbows on their knees as they sat there. The idea had been to get some reading done while acclimating the creatures to Morgan's presence a little while longer. Perhaps in the future, Morgan figured that they would take the creatures out on adventures, but right now as fish it was difficult to take them anywhere but here at the home, and perhaps the loch... That would probably be where they went next, since Morgan was going to have to work on teaching them for a while. They might even enjoy checking out a new area and going on an adventure. Morgan knew how to swim, after all, and had a necklace for breathing under water... The idea of working with them was beginning to grow more interesting to Morgan even over just now.
The creatures were pretty quiet, even though they were playing their strange game, and Morgan was enthralled by how calm it was. The blonde human's muscles were a lot more relaxed now that they had soaked in the hot springs, but they still had a bit of tenderness. Still, swimming in the cold loch wouldn't be too terrible, right?
Morgan knew that even if the docks-swimming plan went sour; at least they wouldn't drown, right? That strange copper-y trinket that they had been delivered a few months ago was supposedly going to allow them to breathe under water. Morgan was sure that it would be helpful, especially if they did start taking in as many of the tat-lungs around the labs as possible. It would be important to further grow the estate in order to take care of them; so they had to wait a while. These two would be fine for now, Morgan thought, but the idea of seeing another tat-lung like Seimei made Morgan's throat tighten and eyes gleam lime-green. That wasn't a welcome idea. The blond human stared into the pool at the two tat-lungs, both regal in their own ways, and knew that they would not have a lot of time to begin getting them used to them. Soon, Morgan planned to actually enter the water with them, to get them used to them.
Morgan quietly leaned down, and put their palms to their forehead rubbing circles into their temples. They breathed out deeply, trying not to be too concerned. The Labs City was a heck of a place to grow up in, that was for sure.
For all the Labs trying to play on the side of 'good' with not wanting to condone so-called slavery, they sure did create several different species that had comparable to human intelligence or better. A whole lot of them that could either speak naturally or think circles around the average humanoid. It was disturbing, but Morgan wondered if there was a difference between these... Intelligent 'creatures' and the intelligence that humanoids had; just what did the Labs use to justify these possible atrocities? Morgan looked up, concernedly, at the two tat-lung. Just what made them supposedly less than a humanoid? People's birth, right? It didn't really matter, so what made labs-created creatures somehow lesser? Morgan doubted somewhat that tat-lungs were entirely a Labs construct; nothing really added up.
Morgan had been trying to tail scientists at the Lab some days, off and on, never with any amount of repetition or routine, so that it would not be detected. Morgan still had not been able to find out anything of real note; but had found out some rather interesting tidbits about the species that just didn't completely add up. Morgan thought of it, for a while, and now was feeling more concerned than ever.
Morgan was not one to continue to dawdle mentally when there were things to be done. Morgan had two tat-lungs here now to take care of, and that was that. Perhaps in the future they would take in more. Yes, that was a comforting thought. Morgan was sure that they could bring these beings, these peoples, the care that they deserved. Morgan only wanted slight companionship in return; friendship was not something they sought lightly. However, that would come with hard work and dedication; Morgan knew that. The best things did; that was why so many things were worth so much; being handmade and such. The bespectacled human was beginning to dry their hair now, using the towel from earlier; the hair was nearly dry now. Morgan was trying to decide exactly how long they would need to safely wait to take these creatures out to the loch. They were sure that they would enjoy it as a day outing, even though travel was a bit hard on a fish.
The human was perhaps a little soft-hearted, and they tried to hide that whenever they could. Softness was weakness, was danger, was death. That was the way that the world appeared to work, so softness could not be discovered under any circumstances.
There was something about it being quiet here, like this. Morgan was proud of it, of course, glad that it was this way. Loud noises tended to bother them a bit more than other folks, perhaps because they were used to the genteel way of life that they had ever since they could remember. Their father never raised his voice, not once. So creatures roars were especially frightening to Morgan; but more in a 'makes me angry' kind of way, and not in a terrified sort of way. Seimei and Ryuusei seemed to get done playing, with Seimei going and stalking off afterward, with the ball in fact, and Ryuusei glaring off after him angrily. It had looked like Ryuusei had won again, but Seimei didn't seem to be having any of it. Morgan was sure that Seimei was actually quite the contender; he was good at everything, better than Ryuusei, in fact. But luck was always on Ryuusei's side, he always seemed to pull a win out at the last minute, leaving Seimei angry.
Morgan found the interaction quite easy to read. After all; Morgan was wearing the tat-lung ring on their right hand's ring finger. Morgan was still figuring out how to use it; but the 'young' talk that these two Tat-lungs were having were not something that Morgan was picking up quickly enough.
The bespectacled human was sure that given enough time, the ring would allow them to understand the way that tat-lungs communicated with each other much better. As of right now, Morgan was just hardly able to catch the basics of what was going on. Morgan figured that very soon, it would be time to take the creatures out to the docks. Today, Morgan thought, soon. It was still early on in the morning, and they figured that it would be about lunch by the time that they got there. Morgan knew that it wouldn't be too hard to coax them into the transfer tanks, though Morgan did hate using them, since they did tend to stress things just a tad. Morgan hoped that Seimei wouldn't stress too much, since they tended not to like being in enclosed spaces too much. However, it was a requirement, they needed to be taught, and the docks was the only place for that sort of thing, at least right now.
The blonde human stands up, stretches a bit, and turns around for a moment, their muscles hurting and bones giving a quick pop as they popped their back. When they turned back around, Seimei was staring after them, as if curious. Ah.
Morgan looked at the creature for just a small amount of time; it's golden eyes already beginning to turn teal. Morgan knew that adult pearls tended to have greenish-blue eyes, so they had been expecting this. Would the creature grow soon? Morgan wasn't confident using the tat-tongue to speak to the tat-lungs yet, so they decided to wait of course until they felt like they got it down pat, at least a bit. Morgan had wondered about how old the tat-lungs actually were, the pearl seemed to be a bit of an early bloomer, from what Morgan could glean from the creature's veterinarian visit. This was complicated to deal with; Morgan really needed to bond with the creatures before they grew, that was important for Tat-lungs, especially pearls. Really, it was important for all creatures, but especially those that were like people. This was, practically, their childhood.
Morgan reaches over and grabs quite a few gemstones from the treat box, and caught Seimei and Ryuusei's attention with a wave of them. Then, they held the crystal pieces down in the water, one for one in one hand, and one for the other in the other hand. After feeding them out of their hands the treats, Morgan left to get ready to bring them to the docks.
Morgan pulled the wagon on in the gate and shut it, listening for the auto-lock. The two tat-lungs swam in their travel tanks, undoubtedly very ready to get brought back to their home. The bespectacled human was tired and their clothes were still wet. The day had felt quite long thus far, really exhausting on the weaker than usual human's body. The strain it was taking to drag the cart the rest of the way was pretty rough, but finally Morgan had traveled back to the Inn on the property. Morgan was silent as they walked over the bridge that they had spent some time looking down at the tat-lungs earlier that day on, and then immediately pulled off to the side with the cart. Morgan gently used the apparatus they had designed to take the tat-lungs from the travel containers to the brook, and gently transferred both tat-lungs separately. By the time Morgan was done, their muscles were hurting and their limbs were shaking. Morgan gently bends down to the grass, knees touching the soft turf, as they looked down into the brook at the two tat-lungs. "Back home..." The human breathed out. It would probably be a while before Morgan felt like getting up, but it was time to.
 - [Note: Both are now level/loyalty 12 starting out from the Docks Trip]
The human slowly got up, sitting on their haunches for a moment before standing, wobbly. Ryuusei seemed quite concerned, but Seimei was already starting to fire off various mockeries. Ah, well, he was going to be prickly from here on out, Morgan was sure. In some capacity, at least, it made sense. Morgan was absent as they walked across the yard into the inn. It didn't take long for the two tat-lungs to move to the inside areas; the front room had the brook running through it, after all. Morgan pulled a bottle of water out of the refrigerator and gulped it down, with both of the tat-lungs staring, ultra curious. Morgan probably would have found this quite humorous, but wasn't paying too much attention. Food was Morgan's first concern; and out here in the Inn Morgan had made it very clear that none of the staff was to pester them when they were at the Inn. Morgan knew that they would need to cook, soon enough. They turned toward the brooklet, and indicated to the two using both the ring and speech, "Do you two want any food?" It was so much easier to just ask now, and Morgan found it... Easier than they would have thought to do so.
The Inn was basically a vacation-spot for being un-bothered while being on the estate still; it was not common for individuals to go vacationing out of the Labs City, because it was quite dangerous. So this was the best that Morgan could do for theirself, and it was greatly enjoyed. Morgan had decided that it would make a great home for Tat-lung, and was sure that it would continue to be useful as time goes on. The Inn was actually quite large; it would undoubtedly be fine for many Tat-lungs if Morgan so wanted to make the effort to raise at least one of each sort. Morgan had been considering it, anyway.
Seimei and Ryuusei appeared to be hungry, so Morgan walked over to the feed aquarium, and then pulled out a large amount of the feeder fish from the tank. There were still countless more; they appeared to be a very good breeding colony, at least. The bespectacled human took the bucket over to the two tat-lungs, and emptied the feeder fish into the brooklet. The two appeared to be quite pleased, and since the two were fed, Morgan could now manage to worry about fixing their own hunger.
Morgan knew that it was time to go take a shower; get some grub, and return later once they were feeling a bit better, and the two tat-lung were settled again. Morgan waved at them, and slunk off out of the Inn quietly. Across the yard with the wind blowing through the full-moon maple tree leaves; red and golden, like fire. Under the plum trees, getting plum blossoms stuck in Morgan's hair. Morgan went across the bridge, and this time of course they did not see the tat-lungs in the water below the bridge, since they were back in the Inn's part of the brook eating their lunch. Morgan was sore, as they walked the long path from the Inn on the property to the Mansion on the property. Morgan entered into the back door, and made their way through up to their room. A shower and change of clothes later, and Morgan felt much better, but knew that a short soak in the hot springs would help with the muscles again. Morgan disliked taking medicine, anyway.
The trek back to the Inn was quite quick; this time Morgan was carrying yet another box of lunch; hot wings. Morgan stepped onto the bridge again, and looked down at the tat-lungs in the brooklet. "Good evening, Ryuusei. Good evening, Seimei." Morgan said, and conveyed, this time at the same time.
Hopefully, as time goes on, the two would learn to understand what Morgan was saying in general, enough for them to catch snippets of common in the future, when they are no longer chained to the water. The bespectacled human wished that there was an easier way to transport the tat-lungs places. How fun would it be to show them the city? Not just the walk from here to the docks, back and forth. However, Morgan did not want to make them uncomfortable, either. It would really depend on what the two tat-lung wanted, but on the other hand, the idea of accidentally making them sick was terrible as well. It was a conundrum, that was for sure. If they were typical 'fish', Morgan would not feel the need to show them the Labs, of course. It was more because they were young and sentient, they needed to be taught about the world around them. What would be the best way to do such other than showing them?
The human suddenly got an idea that may just work, but it would have to wait some. Morgan had plenty of books that could be read to the two of them, easily enough.
 - [Note 13]
Twilight-Claw: Thanks for that piece of info Ren! <3 | But would it be allowed for the flavor of the rp if the berry wasn't filling enough for the Lotine?
Jun 1, 2020 6:09:21 GMT -6
Renathan: There is no need to double up on a fish and a magical berry (doesn't change the effect of the berry at all) in a lotine breeding.
Jun 1, 2020 6:02:21 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: Does anyone know if it is possible to combine both a magical berry and a fish in a Lotine breeding? Or is you can only choose one of them? (right now writing a Lotine breeding)
Jun 1, 2020 5:36:49 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: I am still interested in trading it for a green drake.
Jun 1, 2020 0:31:33 GMT -6
Ridelys: If you are still interested in a trade twilight, for your fidelity result, let me know.
May 31, 2020 22:49:49 GMT -6
Riku: I got three pet levels and 15c out of it. <3 And all the necessary posts for my job salary form.
May 31, 2020 18:49:26 GMT -6
Riku: In mine my crossbreed used foxfire to burn it - but then it used incendiary illusion, which was extra scary because my cross is a plant pet with thick fur. It used the distraction to escape. I’m proud of it, and it’s okay that I won’t finish this month.
May 31, 2020 18:48:42 GMT -6
Renathan: *But of course, the RNG was not having that. / In Morgan's story, the Nyssa was a real thing, so I wanted to have two different situations for the variety.
May 31, 2020 18:15:27 GMT -6
Renathan: Yeah, the 'finished the story but the RNGods are being a butt' thing is a rather unfortunate situation to be in. I had already decided that in Ren's story, the elderly woman had lied about the nyssa and just wanted someone to talk to*
May 31, 2020 18:14:49 GMT -6
Riku: That makes sense. I've considered that before. -nod- I hope your non-hxr life is going smoothly.
May 31, 2020 16:38:08 GMT -6
Haix: Just quitting the job. Don't believe I'll be making the ten posts required per month any time soon. XD
May 31, 2020 16:34:01 GMT -6
Riku: Note to haix, I believe you can post the new application form at the same time as the quitting form. Unless you are simply taking an overall break from the job system.
May 31, 2020 16:30:58 GMT -6
Fiera Ferella: even AT the gardens yet. XD It sucks when you've finished writing your story and haven't gotten a success, because then its like "well... now what?" XD
May 31, 2020 15:51:47 GMT -6
Fiera Ferella: ive found that when there's a quest that might take longer like this, its a good idea to try and space out the story beats to try and roll a success before i get to the meat of the story. XD Like, by the time i was 5 posts in my character wasn't
May 31, 2020 15:51:21 GMT -6