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Peridot Facet 2F5L Cut 5XG ([personal profile] era_two_triangle) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2018-04-04 07:27 am
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Library, Wednesday

Peridot was an actual, literal gemstone with a hard-light projection for a body. Whatever was happening on the island this week, she was not only immune by virtue of being an inorganic object, she was also immune by virtue of finding everything involved with organic reproduction to be seriously icky.

Not that she knew what was going on, really. Some dogs had behaved a little too enthusiastically in class today. People were cranky on the radio. And there was a gremlin in the library attempting to convince her to run away with him and live in the sewers and cracks in the walls forever.

She was going to have to take a pass on that, but she appreciated the offer.

[OOC: Open!]
in_sidon_we_trust: (sideview)

[personal profile] in_sidon_we_trust 2018-04-04 06:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"I...rather believe it is unaware of that fact," Sidon noted, his grin now a pleased on as his little attempt to ask about such a thing without actually saying the words had worked. Although now he felt himself grow a little curious about whether the Goron actually mated. Had he ever heard of or seen a female Goron?

He shook his head, hoping to shake away the images of feminine rocks before they became too present, especially since he would rather it didn't start making his conversation with Peridot as awkward as everything else this week.

"The island appears to have entered its mating season," he mused, his smile turning a bit sheepish. "The presence of human pheromones is almost overwhelming me, if I must be truly honest. I was hoping to seek you out to escape it for a while...wondering if it, ahh...might...be...influencing any other...non-humans...too..."

in_sidon_we_trust: (look to the side)

[personal profile] in_sidon_we_trust 2018-04-04 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)
And the small little flutter in his stomach in the brief moment between Some of us and I'm not one of them proved to Sidon that this idea was much more complicated in reality than it had been in his head.

Oh, sweet ocean, calling to him again! He let out a slow breath, which turned into a rather nervous sounding chuckle.

"Then consider me rather envious of your imperviousness to such things!" he declared. "It has been....most peculiar. Say! Do you suppose there might be records on file in this glorious library that might present a hint for how long this season might last? I am afraid if it is too much longer, I'd best be returning to Zora's Domain until it subsides..."
in_sidon_we_trust: (yeah-heah! That's the spirit!)

[personal profile] in_sidon_we_trust 2018-04-04 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Peridot's thoughtful look was met with one of awkward suspicion, but Sidon assured himself that he was very likely reading too much into things before following her down the stacks. "I would expect nothing less," he said, "a fine establishment such as this! I have yet to be disappointed in any of my searches for things here, and I'm certain this will be no exception!"

Whether or not the information would offer what he was hoping to discover, however, was another matter entirely.
in_sidon_we_trust: (open arms)

[personal profile] in_sidon_we_trust 2018-04-04 09:00 pm (UTC)(link)
And while Peridot rummaged, Sidon shifted his weight almost nervously between his feet, bouncing a little, wondering if he should help, certain that he would just get in Peridot's way, eyes roaming the nearby books and wondering if there were any particularly interesting titles nearby, perhaps involving the curious thing that was human romances, or perhaps some yarn about star-crossed lovers from different worlds, he wondered what there might be in the reference section about dolphi--

"A week!" Really, the news came at just the right time. "Oh, but that's wonderful! Thank goodness! A week isn't that long at all, especially when one considers that some species probably go through mating seasons of a month or two, perhaps even half a year. So...when did this all start? Of course, you probably wouldn't have even noticed, but I do believe feeling quite a bit different upon waking up at the start of the week...yes, that would make sense if it's pollen as you say, because that was when the winter cleared up, and--" He interrupted himself with a pleased, almost excited laugh, "--that was when I took that swim! It had been so long, I suppose I initially thought my mood was due to finally getting into the water again without freezing my very gills off. Everything will likely be back to normal by Monday, then, oh that is such a relief to hear!"
in_sidon_we_trust: (shock gasp horror horr)

[personal profile] in_sidon_we_trust 2018-04-04 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
For a fleeting second, Sidon had considered denying it and trying to act like everything was fine, but there were two major points against that idea. One was that he didn't think he could pull off the lie even if he tried, and the second was just the relief that washed over him just being able to admit it. His whole body seemed to melt, wilting with his misery.

"Oh, Peridot," he sighed, "you haven't the slightest idea."

And it was true; she'd said so herself.

"I have never in all my years felt anything like this," he gushed. "Equal parts exhilarating and awful! Every inch of my body seems to be tingling and alive with things I've never felt before, making it seem like some foreign vessel in which I am trapped! Never before have I felt more awkward for its size; there's so much of it! And so much more than anyone else here, Peridot, and I know I'm quite different, but it's never bothered me until this week. If I were back home with fellow Zora, I'm sure this feeling would be quite welcome and exciting, but here I just feel so out of place and confused. It's absolutely terrible, and should it last longer than a week as with previous years, I'm afraid I will go home or else I might drive myself to madness! Here, at this moment, is the most comfortable I've felt all week, and even then, my discomfort is enough that you should notice..."

He sighed, the back of his palm to his head, which he tilted back in a dramatic fashion, leaning on the nearest shelf for support. A shelf which promptly creaked, and he straightened himself up once more.

"I feel slightly better when I go out to the ocean; at least then my body doesn't feel like an abomination to the world around me, but, even then, as soon as I submerge, all I can think about is..." He lowered his voice to a conspiratorial whisper, "eggs to fertilize."