Furnado Animal Shelter; Friday [07/19].

[in_sidon_we_trust]

Not even the heat had been bothering Sidon much that week, because there was a whole ocean at his disposal and he could actually take advantage of it this week, too, the water was fine and not irradiated or scummy or otherwise concerning, and so most of his week was clearly spent out enjoying it when he wasn't in classes or anything like that. And his frequent forays into the deep where he didn't even have to fight mind-bending creatures the whole time clearly meant that today would have to be dedicated to work to sort of balance out all the play.

Which meant, of course, a tank-cleaning day.

Which he never really minded, of course, but he was reminded that it had been an awful long time since he'd had the chance to do it, what with how strange everythign had been recently. So it was kind of nice and necessary, and a good way to pass the time as he told the fish all sorts of stories about his week while they waited patiently for their tanks to be cleaned, because what else could they do, they were fish.

Furndado is open!