Though Roxy's veterinary degree had taught her mostly about the warmblooded mammals that dwelled above sea-level, that didn't mean she couldn't appreciate all the life Feferi had going on in her room. The advanced tank systems were what she noticed before any of the creatures: plenty of aquariums didn't actually tend the to inhabitants' needs, often recycling still water and making the creatures within work harder to get oxygen. It was good to see that Feferi wasn't the type of person to give a goldfish a bad home, even if the goldfish in question was actually a lot of creatures that hung out where the sun didn't shine.
Roxy inched on closer, deciding to first examine the cuttlefish that Feferi had mentioned earlier: a few of them were decidedly vibrant, a few sporting patterns that reminded Roxy of a tabby cat or a zebra. They were cute, in the kind of way a cartoon squid might be; honestly, they looked like someone had tried to make a furry out of some ocean life, stopped at the head, and called it a day. They were just weird enough for Roxy to grow enchanted, perfect little freaks of nature that had her grinning as she turned back to Feferi.
"I've made the executive decision that I am totes in love with your room and all your fish. That is a thing I have decided just now, and it is effective immediately. The super official decree also includes the fact that your cuttlefish over here are cute AF, and if I actually had a single fuckin' clue what to be doin' with them, I would be v tempted to take one home with me. Except my cats would probs try to catch them, so it's better that they're chillin' here with you instead of gettin' shoved into the basement at my house?" Roxy shrugged and straightened up, still grinning on down at Feferi. "Seriously, this is SUCH a cool set-up you got goin' on here. If I didn't have my ground lab, I would be shootin' INTENSE amounts of jealousy your way RN."
Content to watch the cuttlefish eat their treats a bit longer, Roxy quieted, though she soon glanced back over the bathroom's way. "I'm gonna get changed real quick, so BRB. Then we can get with the rest of the tour and cookin'-slash'swimmin'." Grinning, Roxy ducked into the bathroom with her tote bag at her side. Thank god swimsuit bottoms were so tight; she didn't have to worry about grabbing duct tape and having it come off in the pool into a mess of gross glue residue. A few minutes saw her emerging at last, floppy sunhat squashed onto her head and the full expanse of her stomach and sides uncovered where she had earlier been too jumpy to consider it.
She cracked another grin at Feferi, knowing she wasn't quite as toned as a hardcore swimmer, but feeling pretty good about the muscle beneath the fat anyway. "Well? Worth waitin' for?"
Roxy: Examine cephalopods.
Roxy inched on closer, deciding to first examine the cuttlefish that Feferi had mentioned earlier: a few of them were decidedly vibrant, a few sporting patterns that reminded Roxy of a tabby cat or a zebra. They were cute, in the kind of way a cartoon squid might be; honestly, they looked like someone had tried to make a furry out of some ocean life, stopped at the head, and called it a day. They were just weird enough for Roxy to grow enchanted, perfect little freaks of nature that had her grinning as she turned back to Feferi.
"I've made the executive decision that I am totes in love with your room and all your fish. That is a thing I have decided just now, and it is effective immediately. The super official decree also includes the fact that your cuttlefish over here are cute AF, and if I actually had a single fuckin' clue what to be doin' with them, I would be v tempted to take one home with me. Except my cats would probs try to catch them, so it's better that they're chillin' here with you instead of gettin' shoved into the basement at my house?" Roxy shrugged and straightened up, still grinning on down at Feferi. "Seriously, this is SUCH a cool set-up you got goin' on here. If I didn't have my ground lab, I would be shootin' INTENSE amounts of jealousy your way RN."
Content to watch the cuttlefish eat their treats a bit longer, Roxy quieted, though she soon glanced back over the bathroom's way. "I'm gonna get changed real quick, so BRB. Then we can get with the rest of the tour and cookin'-slash'swimmin'." Grinning, Roxy ducked into the bathroom with her tote bag at her side. Thank god swimsuit bottoms were so tight; she didn't have to worry about grabbing duct tape and having it come off in the pool into a mess of gross glue residue. A few minutes saw her emerging at last, floppy sunhat squashed onto her head and the full expanse of her stomach and sides uncovered where she had earlier been too jumpy to consider it.
She cracked another grin at Feferi, knowing she wasn't quite as toned as a hardcore swimmer, but feeling pretty good about the muscle beneath the fat anyway. "Well? Worth waitin' for?"