Trenton: Quite right. The air quality was absolutely abysmal. *Lifting Fuchsia up to carry him to the ocean
Fuchsia: *Giggling Thr air tasted like dirt there. *Or at least that's what he tried to say. His speech was slurred.
Trenton: *Talking to Fabian as he carried Fuchsia back towards the beach Adam was with us as well. He hasn't fallen ill. Although Fuchsia did go off to assist in saving Hide. That was a different part of the city, neither of us went with him.
Fuchsia: Shurmpifila stumpid Hiiide.
Trenton: We need to get his temperature sorted. *To Fuchsia as he carried him to the shore line I apologize in advance love. You aren't going to fancy this one bit.
Fuchsia: Hm?
*The man braced himself and tightened his hold on the brunet before walking into the ocean. He quickly covered Fuchsia’s nose, took a deep breath, and dunked them both beneath the arch of the incoming wave. As expected, Fuchsia responded much like a cat being given a bath.
*Adam laughed at the sight at Trenton rose back above the water's surface and Fuchsia all but clawed at him, coughing, and torn between wanting to not fall in and getting away from the treacherous man who had just dunked him in the foul smelling water.
@Freemints30 @Sasha_DeNilux @NellieVP318
