On the Docks, Fishing Quietly (TS March 10th, 8:30 pm)

[Arcadeus Ziggurat]

"Stay perfectly still, little one. This will not hurt a bit"
*He reaches into the bucket, and pulls out a small metal palate knife. Flipping it to the blunt edge, he very carefully attempts to push some of the purple gel down the length of the tail towards the mouth of the bottle, to for a globule*

((Can it be scraped inside?))

[Gennaro M]

As you apply pressure to the tailblade, more viscous gel seems to expel from tiny pores along its surface, and form a small ball as it's collected together. The metal blade begins to hiss and disintegrate, and by the time the globule is at the tip of the tail, it is the size of a marble and doesn't quite fit easily into the bottle. The tool used to collect the sample is quite ruined.

[Arcadeus Ziggurat]

*He sighs placing it aside*

"This is very potent acid. Little one, could you slowly lift your tail just a tiny bit out of the bottle. Can you secrete that gel into the bottle?"

[Gennaro M]

As it lifts its tail, the globule rests upon the mouth of the bottle. Its surface begins to develop a slight skin.

[Arcadeus Ziggurat]

*Using the wooden handle of the discarded palate knife, he attempts to pop it inside the bottle*

"Hold out you hooked hand, and let me take it out. Then you will feel much better"

[Gennaro M]

It does as instructed. The globule's skin breaks and reluctantly oozes into the bottle.

[Arcadeus Ziggurat]

*He corks the bottle, carefully moving it aside. He then very carefully removes the hook with his gloved hands*

"Easy now. Stay still"

[Gennaro M]

It lowers its foot once the hook is removed. Its wound visibly begins to close.

The creature turns toward the sea and its head fin raises to attention. The flesh of the fin begins to glow a faint yellow and it turns on Arcadeus with a hiss, raising its tail threateningly. Before it has a chance to act, it freezes, turns one last glare on the fisherman, and jumps off the dock, into the water. Its silhouette quickly disappears as it enters deeper water.

[Arcadeus Ziggurat]

*He smiles taking the bottle ,and making sure the cork is secure, places it in a pouch on his hip*

"Go in peace back to Physignathus"

*He stands, placing the lid on his bucket, and taking hold of it and his fishing rod*

"Well... that is enough fishing for one night. I must ponder on what has transpired here. This denizen of the deep is not one to be trifled with"

[Primrose]

Primrose finishes dabbing up her arm with the salve dipped cloth. "I'll say..."

She reaches back into her bag and pulls out a clean bandage, wrapping her arm. She glances up at Arcadeus, looking towards the bottle. "What's that?"