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"WHA-?!!" A portal opens in the ceiling, dumping about a ton of seawater mixed with crude oil onto the Nexus floor. The black crud spreads out and settles, revealing a figured covered from head to toe in it. The very very dirty Prince of Atlantis gets up, wiping as much of it out of his eyes as he can before trying to get quickly out of the puddle of the stuff. He's wide eyed and looks exceedingly tired, and bedraggled, not to mention filthy.
He coughs for a moment, making a choking sound and swiping the crud away from his gills before trying to talk. "How do you..how do you deal with a crude oil spill? Can you stop it from worsening if it's seeping up from a huge crack in the seafloor?"
It doesn't look like he has much time, and he seems to want to get moving somewhere, regardless of the fact that he looks like he can hardly stand.
"When you've made a giant mistake and put off dealing with something you should have right away, what's the quickest way to repair the damage?"
He coughs for a moment, making a choking sound and swiping the crud away from his gills before trying to talk. "How do you..how do you deal with a crude oil spill? Can you stop it from worsening if it's seeping up from a huge crack in the seafloor?"
It doesn't look like he has much time, and he seems to want to get moving somewhere, regardless of the fact that he looks like he can hardly stand.
"When you've made a giant mistake and put off dealing with something you should have right away, what's the quickest way to repair the damage?"