[IC] Just Another Job
Coming up is much more rapid and violent than coming down.
The internal musculature of the behemoth flexes, and suddenly the ship is propelled upwards at an insane rate, acid rising up to the deck and spraying all around.
Even under the deck, the motion slams everyone to the ground, though miraculously, no one is harmed, moving on their own with graceful movements to positions where they will not be harmed. Not that you can tell with sight: without Claire, the interior of the ship is pitch black.
On the deck, only Claire and Gaja remain. Claire finds her dance routines taking over, and she makes odd graceful movements across the deck as the ship rises.
The darkness is blessed, as the ship once again squeezes through the esophigal tube, covered in acid that drops everywhere on the deck except where Claire and Gaja happens to dance. There is a horrific organic pulsing as the vessel runs into some sort of organic membrane, then the acid and gas from behind propel the ship through it, preposterously not tearing the vessel in half.
Suddenly the ship is in the water, madly spinning from the imparted force and the drag of the water. Only magic keeps the two on deck from floating off the deck, and the humans below from smashing around the hull like cheap crockery. The interior hull fills with water, but it will still be minutes before that's a concern, and pressure is working against it.
Claire and Gaja, light still glowing off Claire, are treated to an underwater view of the beast that swallowed them, a vast black and gold fish. Later if she checked her databanks or with Scholar, she might identify it as a ridiculously oversized Siclid or Oscarfish.
The thing gazed at them as they floated upwards, quickly moving off as bouancy forced them out of the water. Inside the cabin, the already knee deep water began poring out. Outside, the ship floated and bobbed. Sunlight robbed Gaja of her sight momentarily as her eyes adjusted to the glare, and the unbearable smell of rotting fish guts and acid were replaced by salt spray and.. well, it was still pretty fishy actually- you are on a fishing vessel.
But you are on the surface and you are alive, at least.
[OOC - Yeah, this would have killed a lot of people and the ship would have been seriously damaged without miricle use here. ]
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