> You didn’t understand what you did wrong. Everything you’ve done so far had been moderately successful- yet here you where, covered in slime. And not only you, but the entirety of the medical “wing” (or broom closet) of the ship. You stared with complete distress, flabbergasted at how something could have backfired so bad.Â
> And the poor Captain, staring at you, equally covered in slime.
> Great impression Badaui! You’ve been here for a month and just slimed the entire fucking bottom of the ship! And you don’t know HOW you did it.Â
> You grab your notes, but they’re coated in goo and completely useless. You can’t fix this.
> You take your hat off and shake the slime off, grimacing putting it back on when it’s sorta cleaner. Okay you can’t fix it but you know who can.
“<x I... will be right back. ~”
> You step back and hold up two fingers, chant something at the closest closed door, and then pull it open and walk through into the familiar shop. You.. cannot emphasize how glad you are that that even WORKED. You been practicing that one but still, you didn’t think you’d get coated in black slime either for a fucking cleaning spell.Â
> You forgot about your ruined clothes when you catch Luckey gawking at you. A bit embarrassed, you pull your hat off and grimace as you wipe your face off. You didn’t know any spells to get rid of slime and the last cleaning spell you tried put you in this position.
“<x I do not have time for you, girl. Where is Arctus. ~”
“... HEY ARC! YOUR GIRLFRIEND’S HERE.”
> You close your eyes and resist strangling her.