catch-all: nimona.

[squelching]

truly having vivid sharkboy and lavagirl every time i see nimona's u/n

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week zero, monday.

[squelching]

[they are at the speedway because, surely, nothing can go wrong here. saya is just watching the cars nyoom by, curious.]

... It's kind of boring.

[sharkgirl]

[truly having vivid sharkboy and lavagirl every time i see nimona's u/n yeah this was the intention i'm so glad it works]

They don't even fly.

[she flops down in a seat and sludges into it.] You're right.

w0, FRIDAY 2

[sharkgirl]

[well she vanishes after their fun outing to the arcade

but she'll see her sitting at the broken fountain later, staring at it like it owes her money.]

[squelching]

[nimona. :(

she sits down, looking a little bummed.]

... Did you and Rocket blow up the fountain together?

[did they bond through destruction of property.]

week zero, saturday.

[squelching]

[WHEREVER NIMONA IS saya is going to come find her because jesus christ that was a depressing twist. hi.]

... Are you going to be okay?

[sharkgirl]

[YEAH NO KIDDING THERE'S NOT EVEN ANY SATISFACTION IN THIS!!!]

... Yeah. [she rubs at her face a little, glancing up at saya.] I'm alright, it's - I'm not a baby or anything.

[even though she feels like one.]

w1, MONDAY

[sharkgirl]

[she has Escaped Jail, and she is somewhere - idk, outside, munching on some sort of sweets.

when she sees saya, she waves, and then:] Hey - question. Do you read at all?

[squelching]

[she blinks in surprise.]

Yeah. Why?

w1, FRIDAY

[sharkgirl]

[well, right after the arcade, she kind of just goes outside and stares at the newspaper.]

... Fuck. [that is the emotion right now]

[squelching]

... I wasn't expecting two already.

[who did this to our girls.]

week one, saturday.

[squelching]

[if nimona is looking for her, she will find saya hiding between some of the trees at the park. she's just sitting on the grass with her legs stretched out in front of her, staring at them like she, too, is visiting the foot mind palace.]

[sharkgirl]

[she comes over and sits down next to saya on the grass in her girl form. she's quiet at first.]

What do you think? [she asks finally.]

week one, sunday.

[squelching]

[we are somewhere in the void, unless nimona would have run off somewhere specific after the execution. saya is giving her a once over to make sure she isn't actively bleeding anymore. but, also--]

... Do you want a hug?

[sharkgirl]

[no she's just like. outside, nebulously.

she isn't actively bleeding! but she hasn't bothered to wipe all the blood away either, so she's just got it drying from her eyes and her nose and her ears. she kind of just blinks at saya for a second, forgetting that she's supposed to use her humans words, and just holds out her hands instead.

yeah, hugs are nice.]

w2, THURSDAY

[sharkgirl]

[a little bit after the exit...

she comes to hold saya's hand? if's saya's fine with that. sorry about the sticky effect.]

[squelching]

[they are now holding hands for the next half hour because she does not give a fuck about the sticky. this is her buddy!!]

... Sorry if I worried you.

week two, friday.

[squelching]

[she's already read the newspaper, but that doesn't stop her from looking extremely relieved to see nimona alive. hi. hello. saya ain't saying anything but she waves and pats the spot next to her, wherever they are in the void. come sit down.]

[sharkgirl]

[she comes over - and actually she just turns into

a little pink fox! and settles right next to her, cuddling close like a cat would.]

Sorry I missed you last night. You okay?

week two, saturday.

[squelching]

Are you okay?

[sharkgirl]

i'm fucking mad
but i'm fine

where are you come find me

w3, MONDAY

[sharkgirl]

[just moves here because this is a private conversation type thing, but, in an almost little shrieky voice:]

... Yeah. You don't gotta use it if you don't want, but it - this doesn't happen. I don't not shift.

[squelching]

If it helps you feel better, then I want to use it!

[she's frowning profusely, though, looking at her in concern.]

That's... not good. Is it because it's Monday again?

week three, friday.

[squelching]

[since nimona is looking, she can find her on the first floor of snorm. she's sitting on one of the couches, looking at her phone miserably.

and when she sees nimona, she just... holds out an arm? come here.]

[sharkgirl]

[nooooooooooo saya...

she looks so sad about this. she'll climb over the back of the couch and go to wrap her arms around saya and hug her tightly.]

Sorry. [she mumbles.] About Whisper.

w3, SATURDAY

[sharkgirl]

are you okay

[squelching]

I don't know.
I want to kill him.

week four, monday.

[squelching]

[WELCOME TO THE VOID. they are somewhere, probably. i will get you a mem in a bit, but first— saya spots nimona and her expression... sours? hm.]

Why are you here? Leave me alone.

[except she looks startled as soon as she says this. and then her face just kind of... scrunches up. frustrated.]

[sharkgirl]

[help me did you know i had to upload a new icon for this

this actually, for a second, genuinely hurts her feelings, and it's probably clear. she stops in her tracks and stares at saya. a little like she's been slapped? but she doesn't immediately try to leave if only because she sees saya's face get scrunchy like that.]

week four, friday.

[squelching]

[god.

whenever nimona finds her, saya has that slightly dead eyed gaze from when you've been crying for a while. but she still opens her arms as soon as she sees her, like. please. come here.]

Nimona...

[sharkgirl]

[oh, yeah, like. nimona too, only she's covered in paint and her knuckles are red. and also there's the rest of her shit from cyoa but she barely notices it.

saya opens her arms and nimona goes right to her and wraps her arms around her, hugging her so, so tightly.]

Saya. [she says, a little helplessly, hiding her face.]

week four, sunday.

[squelching]

[GOD. god.

nimona helped pull her out of the water, so they can be wherever nimona would want to go after they dried up. saya keeps fiddling with the red bead necklace around her neck, coughing every now and staring at nothing in particular.

her voice is shot to hell and back for now, but.]

... Have you been reading the newspaper?

[sharkgirl]

[she's like, healed now, at least! she's just scarred as fuck. she'll take saya to the casino penthouse, probably, because that's the safest place she can think of. by this point she's also not little anymore she's her usual girl shape, but she does have ace's hat on, so. she's not taking it off.

i'm assigning them sitting on the bed and nimona koala clinging saya into her lap, but she leaves room for saya to move away if she wants.]

Yeah. [she says, quietly.] I think they're still somewhere. I made Ace promise to show us a sign.

week five, monday.

[squelching]

[THEY ARE... AT THE BEACH. at some point on monday. everything has happened so much today.

but saya is digging her feet in the sand, frowning a little.]

... I hope they have a beach over there, too.

[sharkgirl]

[still wearing hat, playing with the strings absently.]

Me too. [...] Did you see the paper? I think that might have been Ace, answering the question.

[she's gonna sit down in the sand and just idly make a sandcastle.]

week five, saturday.

[squelching]

[mcu voice: well, that happened.

anyway, she holds her hand out to nimona. let's get the 3 day old corpse taste out of your mouth.]

... Think Nico's going to be okay?

[sharkgirl]

[she takes that hand and links their fingers. let's please get food to get the three day old corpse taste out, thank u.]

... Yeah. [she says, with a sigh.] He will be, but he shouldn't have to have even dealt with this in the first place.

I wish I could take some of the weight off him.

w6, MONDAY

[sharkgirl]

[she is at the shipyard today!

she's actually just standing here staring at the boats like :itspink: in vibes because she's trying to figure out how to steal it. this could solve all her ship problems...

also, she's got little goat horns, wings, and a tail. like on the right. also, also, her hand is bandaged for some reason, but she doesn't seem to mind that very much.]

[squelching]

[CUTE... the way i still need to decide creature saya is but, anyway. she glances at the bandaged hand in concern.]

Are you thinking of stealing a boat?

week six, friday.

[squelching]

[god.

she'll take her to the boat or the penthouse or wherever nimona would like to go after they leave the konbini, and then she just. tugs her into another hug, quiet. this sucks!!]

... I'm sorry about Danny.

[sharkgirl]

[she kinda wants to go to the boat. they can just chill on the boat.

she still has the multi-eyes going on, which she's trying to hide a little, but. she allows the hug - curls into it, even.]

... I was so fuckin' mad at him. [she mumbles.] I said some really awful things to him.

[...]

And now it's just me.

w6, SATURDAY

[sharkgirl]

[she is on the boat! on the beach.

she's just staring out over the edge. she has all twelve eyes and she is mostly smoke monster, oops.]

[squelching]

[god.

she joins her, quietly, not... really sure what to say right now.]

week six, sunday.

[squelching]

[she is honestly so relieved by the fact that will survived the execution, that she sort of bonelessly flops on nimona at some point after they release will from group hug jail. she will never not be extra touchy.]

... I don't understand what happened, but I'm so, so relieved that it did.

[sharkgirl]

[wherever they are she also is so very touchy, laughing a little and scooping saya up. they can sprawl here in relief.]

Yeah. I have no idea what happened either but - I guess it doesn't really matter, right? [...] Kind of nice to have a last second win.

week seven, monday.

[squelching]

[hi. they are in the amusement park, where a one foot tall saya is struggling to hold up one of the ring toss rings. help.]

Why...

[sharkgirl]

[HELP SHE'S SO SMALL

nimona wanders over... she's got a bunch of flowers trailing behind her, though a good portion of them are white. she is trying not to laugh as she crouches.]

This one again? [... holds out her hands for if saya wants to climb up] I got you.

[uppies]

week seven, saturday.

[squelching]

[yawning and stretching a little, kind of tuckered out after twinkshaming the moon to death.]

I can't believe the mayor said he always believed in us... What a liar.

[contemplating the pros and cons of killing the mayor before they leave (no)]

[sharkgirl]

[sprawls out on the ground... let's say they are on the boat or something]

Right? Talk about saving face so he won't get voted out of office. [nyeh.] We should blow his house up before we leave.

[yes actually]