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Delivery Fish | Closed to Roxy
Dirk had handed her a plain box with an address written on it and asked that she make sure it was delivered before diving back into his work. In the typical way of assumptions, Dirk figured she knew he wanted it couriered over and Feferi figured that he meant for her to take it herself.
The box, taped shut, made a slightly metallic sound when she shook it gently. 'Roxy' said the address, further piquing Fef's interest. Dirks intention of her having the package couriered over bubbled away unnoticed as Feferi, grinning, strapped the box into her passenger seat and drove off to hand deliver the intriguing thing and see who this Roxy was (and to see what Dirk was sending her).
Feferi was dressed casually with a black tanktop and jean shorts over a pink bikini with matching pink sandals. Summertime was beachtime and Fef never knew when she would be near enough to a body of water to go swimming. Brightly colored bracelets rattled on her wrists, the light catching on the gold band around her forehead as she carted the box up to the front door and rang the bell, grinning and bouncing on the balls of her feet as she waited for the door to open. The doorbell sounded oddly like.. meowing? Except it continued long after a doorbell usually would.
The box, taped shut, made a slightly metallic sound when she shook it gently. 'Roxy' said the address, further piquing Fef's interest. Dirks intention of her having the package couriered over bubbled away unnoticed as Feferi, grinning, strapped the box into her passenger seat and drove off to hand deliver the intriguing thing and see who this Roxy was (and to see what Dirk was sending her).
Feferi was dressed casually with a black tanktop and jean shorts over a pink bikini with matching pink sandals. Summertime was beachtime and Fef never knew when she would be near enough to a body of water to go swimming. Brightly colored bracelets rattled on her wrists, the light catching on the gold band around her forehead as she carted the box up to the front door and rang the bell, grinning and bouncing on the balls of her feet as she waited for the door to open. The doorbell sounded oddly like.. meowing? Except it continued long after a doorbell usually would.
Feferi: Be the Anglerfish
She grinned and pulled Roxy along to the front door across the wide flat stepping stones, pausing to unlock it before leading her new friend into her house. The air that gusted out through the door was cool and moist and smelled faintly of salt. The foyer was wide and black tiled and the ceiling reached to the top of the second story. Lighting along the ceiling made it feel more like the bottom of a well than anything.
Feferi hardly seemed to notice as she pulled Roxy to the right and into a large bedroom dominated by massive tanks bubbling peacefully and subtly lit. In the main tank, a dozen small brightly colored cuttlefish darted about, rearranging the sand and rocks in their home to their desires. Another tank held some placidly swimming small fish with a number of plants and scuttling crabs and the third contained anemones and clownfish peacefully swaying in the simulated tide. All of them had more than enough space for the number of fish they held as well as an abundance of locations for them to settle in.
Fef's bed was a king sized waterbed crammed into one corner with her desk crowded against it so that the walls could be dominated by her fish tanks. Two other open doorways revealed a walk in closet with bright clothes piled on the floor and a bathroom with pink and white towels that seemed like a shout of color amid all the somber dark blue walls.
Fef led the way to her cuttlefish tank, brushing her fingers against the cool glass and grinning, her face lit blue by the tank lights. "Aren't they just the cutest?" she glubbed happily as they swam over to the front of the tank, following her trailing fingers optimistically. Feferi giggled and crouched down, opening the cabinet on which it stood and snagging a small pellet of brine shrimp out of the fridge down below. She dropped it into the water and the cuttlefish swarmed it, chewing on their treats.
Feferi looked up at Roxy, beaming. "So this is my room," she said belatedly.
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?"
Feferi: Engage mandibles
It had been such a long time since she had properly invited a guest into her home. Dirk had been over recently but he hardly counted since she'd been calling for help and the afternoon had gone... poorly. Absently she trailed her fingers over the faint network of scars criss crossing her right shoulder as the result of the accidental lightning strike.
Feferi was idly playing with the water in her waterbed to rock herself back and forth when Roxy returned. Fef popped up immediately, her somewhat sleepy expression brightening to glee. Since Roxy seemed to want a proper review, Feferi's pink eyes ran her up and down, her tongue tracing her lips as she admired the long legs and luscious curves.
She bounced off of the bed and walked over to Roxy, grinning up at her. "Dolphinately," she said admiringly. "And that HAT pulls it ALL together!!! You're one tall drink of water," Fef said with a wink.
If Roxy hadn't been a foot taller, Fef might have tried to kiss her, but they had all evening and she didn't want to jump the gun any more than they already were. Instead she grinned and offered Roxy her arm. "Shell we?"
Cheerfully she led the way back down the hallway and into the main living room. It smelled like the ocean and one was was just windows with an excellent view of the ocean, though the smell of salt water came from the pool. Her house's floor plan was built entirely around the front and back pools, both sprawling expanses of water. The front pool was freshwater and maintained by the wildlife and plants within it, kept in careful balance and closely monitored. The study facing it was slightly sunken so the water ran up to the windows and you could get an aquarium view of the koi and turtles swimming around while you worked.
The back pool made no effort to look natural. The deck was stone left slightly rough for traction and planed carefully in large slabs. It was massive enough for several people to swim laps in comfortably and was where Feferi spent most of her time, even before she developed the ability to breathe underwater. The water ran deep for the main body of the pool but its special feature was several branching segments that ran under the walls of the house and provided pool access from indoors when the weather was mild enough with gates that could close and seal it off when not.
The living room's pool extension was about the size of a large hot tub and shallow enough to be waist deep on Feferi for most of it, though it plunged down to allow for more comfortable swimming under the wall to get to the main pool. Another extension came up in the main house's bathroom which had a large luxurious shower so you could exit the pool and step straight into the shower. Feferi showed Roxy the convenient arrangement with considerable glee, explaining the way her days usually went though she managed to catch herself before admitting to sleeping in the pool now that she could breathe underwater.
The living room had a large plush couch but no apparent TV until Feferi opened a cabinet and pulled out a remote and a panel of the wall slid back to reveal the large screen. She grinned sheepishly at Roxy. "I did say it was ridiculous," she said with a helpless grin before leading the way into the kitchen.
It definitely looked like the least-lived-in room, all of the surfaces so shiny they were practically untouched. Feferi didn't cook and the professional staff mostly brought her prepared meals or made her things she requested when they were on duty. Since her tastes leaned toward fish as natural as possible, that didn't provide much wear and tear on anything but the knives. The kitchen was kept fully stocked regardless, in case the whim should suddenly strike her to try her hand at feeding herself.
Fef grinned and hopped up to sit on the granite-topped island in the middle of the kitchen, her bare thighs unbothered by the cold stone beneath her as she kicked her feet a little. "So what do you fin? Swimming first or cooking?"
In the brighter light of the kitchen the fine tracework of Lichtenberg figures could be seen spreading out in fractals from her right shoulder against her dark skin.
Roxy: Follow the leader.
It felt ridiculously good to have staring be of a breed that was appreciative: Roxy liked attention, after all, and having someone specifically take notice of the care she placed into her fashion choices bolstered her confidence further. Knots of tightly bound tension at last eased in Roxy's back, and she grinned back on down at Feferi before taking the proffered arm. "Hell YES we shall. This is somethin' that we are shallin' the fuck out of."
As Feferi led her through the halls, Roxy was at once more struck by how tall, dark, and damn forboding the whole place was: if pressed to assign the space to someone she had recently seen, Feferi would have been Roxy's last guess. Everything about the woman just seemed so overly bubbly that aside from the obscene amount of aquariums, Roxy would have believed her companion to be lying about it belonging to her. Maybe Feferi would do better with something, uh, less overbearingly Gothicesque? Except that wasn't fair, since a lot of the shit was modern and Gothic architecture wasn't.
Argh, the whole place just seemed slapped together in the most ostentatious, hoity-toitiest of ways, and Roxy couldn't figure out why it was nagging at her. Feferi was great, her aquatic life was all totes adorbs, and there was really no reason for her instincts to be jangling like the Wicked Witch of the West was on her way over. Besides, she liked Wicked the musical, which doubly fucked that metaphor over. Nonetheless, her subconscious set of nerves refused to unjangle themselves for all the cute girls in the world, despite Roxy's numerous threats to kick her own ass.
Hell, maybe it was just the fact that she hadn't dated in awhile: her rehab in high school and desperate scramble playing catch-up during junior year and her college woes during senior year all among the fucking gender counseling and all of that BS hadn't exactly left Roxy with a ton of time to explore her dating options early on. She'd fucked around with relationship biz a little bit in college, but her devotion to her studies had pretty much kept her from forming any kind of lasting bonds that didn't hold some parallel business or scientific purpose. And then after, she had been so fucking busy with assisting at clinics before opening up her own, and...
Jesus, she was pathetic. Roxy couldn't quite believe the rapidfire internal flashbacking that was going on while she accompanied Feferi through the halls, but she was getting pretty quickly fatigued of her own personal anxious angst fest. Roxy very primly took a metaphorical bat into her equally intangible hand, took aim, and then knocked that shit out of ballpark and out of mind. There was no reason for her to be lowkey freaked by Feferi's house and no reason for her to be thinking about her previous misadventures in dating. Hell, she was twenty five, not a fuckin' spinster.
As they entered the kitchen, Roxy firmly resolved not to think about anything that she just had before, instead cementing herself firmly to reality. This had the unfortunate side effect of throwing her into the fucking fray without any kind of context; not that she was unused to dealing with popping into situations in the middle of things, since her providence was basically fixing a bunch of human fuck-ups on animals, but still.
Nonetheless, the new decor that Feferi had led her to required its own amount of attention. For one thing, the kitchen was absolutely MASSIVE, and that was, y'know. A pretty big deal. Roxy had a decent sized house to herself thanks to her chunky checks at the end of every week (paid by herself TO herself), but Feferi was on the level of the one percent instead of some self-made middle classer who was saving all her inheritance for an early retirement and running around the world.
Roxy was unsurprised to find that the aquatic display outside was anything less than over the top and amazing to every damn degree: pretty typical, considering the decor of the rest of the house (and those high-tech tanks in Feferi's room that were STILL giving her a dual scientist-veterinariangasm). She allowed herself to take stock of the surroundings, but not for too terribly long, considering that she still had a date to attend to.
A date with a pretty impressive amount of scarring on her shoulder.
For one thing, Roxy wasn't a rude bitch: she didn't stare at things, and only ribbed her friends for stuff that she was sure wouldn't actually get them offended at all. She'd thought she had caught a glimpse of something on Feferi's shoulder earlier when they were showing off their muscles, but, again, not a rude bitch. Feferi had been sensitive enough not to launch into the usual questions that cis people did when Roxy came out to them (about whether or not she had any operations, fumbled compliments about not "looking" trans, and of course what the hell was in her pants), and she was loathe to disturb that gentle peace. If Feferi wanted to show off her scarring earlier with the muscles, she would have: but she hadn't, and thus Roxy very surreptitiously did not mention a single thing about them.
Instead, she turned her attentions back to the kitchen, her grin spread across her face. "Damn, you have something of THIS size and you don't cook at all? That's like, a goddamn AFFRONTAGE, girl. Still, it's got me swoonin' somethin' fierce: it looks like you could hold a goddamn prom in here, just invite your high school AND college graduating class on over to sip from fancy engraved wine glasses by their bases and titter at each other in clothes that cost more than most people make in a fuckin' month. And I'm assumin' from you leadin' me here specifically that I get to utilize this entire counter space like it ain't nobody's business but mine to be inhabiting? I mean, shit, your mom might have some over the top tastes but I could kiss her for givin' you THIS kind of kitchen. I mean, damn, I'm gettin' a serious case of the vapors here."
Roxy grinned down at Feferi, and then bumped her with her hip. "Gonna have to stick with my earlier plan of swimmin' with you first, though. Kinda need a dip to cool down after gettin' all hot and bothered over your kitchen."
Feferi: Make a Splash
Or was she?
A vague memory from Derse flitted through her mind, but faded before she could catch hold of it properly. Dirk would have told her if Roxy was one of them though, right? Or would he? It might not have occurred to him to volunteer the information since doubtless he just meant for her to hand Roxy the package and scoot...
Feferi shook off her moment of reverie and grinned up at Roxy sliding an arm around her date's waist after the hip bump and giggling. "Whale maybe you can teach me a fin or two about cooking since apparently I've got a fancy set up," Feferi said cheerfully, though she slipped past the playful suggestion of party throwing. Despite how well Roxy was taking the ridiculousness of the abode, Feferi was still a little tense, waiting for the confident girl to find one oddity too many and take off running.
She released her grip on Roxy's waist, offering Roxy her hand in invitation. "For proper swimming we need the main part of the pool," Feferi said conversationally as she tugged Roxy along, tangling their fingers together happily. She heaved one of the sliding doors open and stepped out onto the sun-warmed stone of the patio and headed for the shallower end as the sea breeze gusted around them, lifting Feferi's mane of hair and making her grin even wider. The stone beneath their feet was pleasantly warm. The sun seemed to soak into Feferi's tanned skin as she beamed up at Roxy.
"Whale if you want to keep your hat on I'd suggest sitting on the edge and easing in?? The whole pool's too deep to stand up in..... Oh would you like somefin to float around on?" Feferi asked, turning toward the other and laying claim to Roxy's other hand in the meantime, carefully looking down and scooting close enough that she could rest her toes lightly atop Roxy's before grinning up at her date again. "It's a great pool for practicing diving in!!"
Roxy: Muse.
"I will teach you everything there is to know about cooking," Roxy promised, finding her hand easily slipped onto Feferi's shoulder. It made her a bit nostalgic for the days that she would use the top of her short friends' heads as "arm rests:" she might pull out the move on Feferi later on, after a few months of dating and I love yous to ensure that it wouldn't get her broken up with. Granted, they weren't officially dating yet, but it seemed like there might be something worthy of pursuing. "By the time I'm done with you, you'll be able to make pasta by hand and make the most bangin' of turkey dinners."
Feferi's palm felt warm in hers, and Roxy could feel her grin only get wider. The sun outside made her glad she had sprung for a hat, and doubly appreciative that Feferi had a pool that they were going to dip into. Before Roxy could muse further, she found that both of her hands were getting held hostage by a cute girl, and whoops okay maybe she should listen instead of marveling at how cute Feferi's face was.
"Can't say I ever really learned proper diving procedures," Roxy admitted, folding her thumbs over the back of Feferi's hands. "Gonna have to take you up on the floaty toys, though. Kinda hard to initiate a deep-grudged SPLASH WAR when you've gotta devote two or three limbs to stayin' upright."
Feferi: Tips appreciated
Feferi turned with a swirl of hair, bouncing over to a low chest made of the same stone as that underfoot. The lid lifted without a sound and, with a practiced flick of her arm, Feferi flung a flat lounger into the water, then some noodles and some brightly colored weighted sticks in as an afterthought. They sank with a splash, revealing just how deep the pool was. It might as well have been a pit, at least 10 feet deep.
She grinned as she returned to Roxy's side with a pink inner tube. "For you," she said with a grin, then held it behind her back, rising to the balls of her feet as she leaned in toward Roxy, a coy look on her face. "...If you can tank of somefin good to give me in exchange." Her eyes flicked between Roxy's eyes and Roxy's lips, biting her own absently but making in abundantly clear what sort of thing she was hoping for. She fully intended to backpedal if Roxy looked uncomfortable, but sometimes you had to take a risk if you wanted a gorgeous girl to kiss you on the mouth.
Roxy: Be romantic.
She was fiddling with her skirt when Feferi at last returned to her side; at the offer of a trade, Roxy raised her eyebrows up and cast her skirt aside near her towel. She counted on the proximity to keep Feferi from scoping out something that wasn't quite her business (yet).
"Hmmm. Shit, you drive a hard bargain, girl," Roxy hummed, her hands sliding onto Feferi's waist. She only had to bend her elbows the barest amount to get her hands properly into position; perk of having a tiny partner, she guessed. Her knees bent as she stooped, her face stopping just a few inches above Feferi's. "You forgot somethin' you really should've taken into consideration, though."
Roxy grinned and tightened her grip around Feferi's waist. "I am one HELL of a sneaky-ass rogue."
With a push of her toned legs, Roxy jumped into the pool, limbs locked around Feferi so they both hit the water at the same time to the tune of Roxy's laughter.
Feferi: So romance. Wow.
She darted to the surface, kicking her feet automatically. The salt water buoyed them up more than pools usually did, letting them bob around on their little sea. Feferi tried to maintain a pokerface as she arrowed through the water toward the drifting innertube and popped up through the center of it. She tipped forward, tube vertical and around her hips as she kicked back over toward Roxy, ass up in the air as she tried to look stern and feign a glare at the blonde. "GLUB no innertube for YOU then!!" Feferi tried to say coldly, though her mouth fought her, a grin tugging at the corners of her mouth, having to fight down giggles as well.
It was hard to look terribly dignified while ass up and floating on a pool, having to paddle her arms to keep her face out of the water, hair spreading out around her like water weed, looking like more of a mermaid than usual. "Serves you right," Feferi said primly, arms churning under the surface like duck legs paddling to keep her upper half upright as she smirked at Roxy. The other floaties had spread out across the surface and Fef used a quiet nudge of her power to set them drifting as far away as possible, which in a pool this size was pretty far.
Roxy: Such swoon.
The first glance of Feferi's face informed Roxy that she had quite possibly fucked up. As the other woman drew closer, however, she was relieved to find a grin fighting to work its way onto her expression.
Roxy tried her very best not to laugh too hard at the way Feferi was floating, but the glee ran uncontained in her voice. "Aw, damn, you ruined my master plan by bein' good at swimming. How could I've overlooked the fact that you can kick my ass in the water? I am sufferin' from the foiling over here. Just wrap me up in aluminum right now," she concluded, treading water until she and Feferi were closer to one another.
It was an odd thought, but Feferi definitely reminded Roxy of her cats back at home: they were always on the hunt for affection and hanging around hoping to receive it, but they could get bratty when it was denied (only to soon come looking for more). Roxy hummed in thought before flicking her wrist, sending a small amount of salt water towards Feferi's face. "You totes fell into my trap, though: now that you're in the tube, you can't defend yourself from my AQUATIC AGGRIEVANCES."
Feferi: Abandon prior plan
Fef's feet brushed the bottom of the pool as she wrapped a hand around one of Roxy's ankles as it churned past, squeezing for barely a second before zipping away before flailing could result in her being kicked accidentally.
Feferi began to circle Roxy, grinning and sharklike and completely forgetting that normal humans have to come up for air as she occasionally brushed Roxy's foot or a hand before circling wider.
At last she erupted upward behind Roxy, using her hands rather than her powers to throw a small wave over the blonde head, laughing happily and not even short of breath. "In the water you're at MY mercy," Feferi said in a passably supervillainy voice, though she spoiled the effect with more giggles as she swam toward the tube, pushing it back toward Roxy. "One floaty as promised!"