Zone D -- The Foam

[The Future Warrior]

By now, the water was as deep as it was liable to get. Graowr was in a constant state of squinting and making slow, hopping steps to even keep her eyes above water and able to see at all, from the constant wash of briny spray assaulting her. She could still see and keep up (if only just barely) with her two compatriots for now, but she was fairly well locked out of being able to talk, with most of her time spent having her mouth below sea level. The occasional bubble or seven emerged whenever she let out a 'breath', but she never said a peep. The sudden silence, free from her energetic rambling, encouragement and questions was almost deafening.

"Man...water's starting to get pretty rough out here," Archer noted, staggering under a foamy breaker and lifting a hand to wipe the salty spray away from his eyes. "Hope we're getting close, or else we might seriously end up going fora swim out here."

"Sswimming..." Cell grumbled. "Jusst delightful. And me with only my vacation pants."

"Well hey, maybe we can stop by that resort that's supposed to be down here on our way back to dry land. Rummage around and find you some swimming gear, bug-man."

An inquisitive stream of bubbles came up from the diminutive blue gal, her eyes blinking up at the two taller travelers.

"Oh, right...swimming, you don't do that, you said." Archer went quiet for a moment. "Basically...people tend to wear specific clothes to go swimming in."

"Ooooor...ssometimess, they don't wear anything at all," Cell added.

A few thoughtful bubbles drifted up, popping slowly one by one on the surface of the water. When there came a brief lull in the waves, the gummy cerulean creature hopped up out of the water, bounding for a few strides to get her words out. "Nothing seems a lot better. Less restrictive! And no need to dry anything off afterward except yourself!"

Battered roach and concussed agent both shared a mutual snicker at that, prompting another confused stare from their far more naive companion as they slowly forged onward across the flooded coastline.

Colosseum Bros moving D15 to D18