Pool's Open

[soundsinsilence]

Who: Engineers and merpires and anyone curious
When: Day 126, afternoon
Where: 4th floor, east side—the abandoned swimming pool
What: The marvelous marvels of technology

[With the solar panels fully up and running, and the building's functions picking up (looks guys we have elevators!! don't get stuck) there's finally enough power flowing through the walls to siphon just a little off for a side project.

Those on the fourth floor might hear the definite put put put put vrrroooOOOOM of a motor starting up.

More surprising, though comparatively softer, is the hisssssss of moving water, the splash of it hitting dry, cleaned concrete. The smell of salted water, ever so faint, fills the empty pool room.]


Heeeeh . . . there really is enough pressure to get it all the way from outside.

I wonder what they'll think . . .

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[soundsinsilence]

[Reaches over to slip Muirin's hair from her shoulders, letting it fan out in the water instead.]

When you think it's getting too weak again, I can adjust it more. Just let me know.

[ofstormandsea]

[ Nods a little but... she's already quickly drifting off into unconsciousness. ]

[soundsinsilence]

Sleep well.

[She waits to get up until she's sure Muirin is resting, then returns to gradually salinating the water.

And slowly, surely, the water continues to rise.]

[ofstormandsea]

[ You do that, I am passed the fuck out.

And surely, without interruptions, she'll sleep on for at least the next few hours. ]

[soundsinsilence]

[It must be disorientating, waking with water above and around you. Water cool and crisp with oxygen, freely flowing around you with no walls in reach.

Disorientating, but not at all bad.]

[ofstormandsea]

[ No, no, anything but bad.

It isn't as if she's floated off, though-- she's remained in the same spot with very little sway one way or the other, and when she wakes she just kind of... stares up at the surface, sleepily. ]

[soundsinsilence]

[It ripples like a liquid mirror above her, the ceiling beyond dim and distorted.

The pump's motor is still a steady drone in the background, mingling with the steady stream of water splashing into water.]

[ofstormandsea]

[ ...

That's okay. Turning over a little bit and curling up, closing her eyes again-- more of a light doze than the deep sleep of before, thankfully. ]

[soundsinsilence]

[Yes, more sleep is good. And if there's someone still at the edge of the pool, feet dangling down to where the water hasn't quite reached yet, well. Maybe that's fine too.]

[ofstormandsea]

[ ...okay eventually waking up

and just kind of staring at the surface for a bit, before groggily pushing her way up to it. ]

[soundsinsilence]

[It's deeper now, deep enough she could stand at the pool's lowest level and still be completely under water.

On the surface, the pump's motor still putters away, a tired engineer sitting against the wall beside it, leaning on one of the remaining sacks of salt.]

[ofstormandsea]

[ She pokes her head out of the surface and watches her for a time, blinking... before reluctantly pulling herself out of the water and walking quietly to Feathers.

...After a moment, she kneels to feel her head as well. Just to be sure. ]