[It will be the end of the world indeed when Artemis Fowl willingly treks out in open waters to wrestle with creatures thrice his size with thrice the appetite. Willingly being the difference here, because he's already had to tango with such creatures underwater for more pressing reasons whether he wants to or not, such as death by giant octopus or death by sea pressure.
He's here in underwater tranquility to recover his mental and physical states, not play with the ravenous wildlife. Studying said wildlife is a far better exercise for his mind, should someone be so kind as to bring him one of the creatures out there, while he remains comfortably inside. He'll provide support remotely, promise. Don't expect him to budge, though. Don't look at him like that, either.]
F: The Caverns of Dream
[Madness at sea would be a far better condition than what he has to battle now. It's not common for Artemis to be woken up by the poison running freely in his mind, and this time it seems to have taken a form that is not the usual number that haunts him. A little cabin fever is understandable in the depths - nothing that usually affects him so noticeably, but Artemis feels the rare need to get up and out.
After dressing fully, of course. A young man wandering around in a full suit this late at night might just stand out for other evening wanderers.
Anyone willing to pry will find him in one of the observatories, staring out towards whatever is visible in the darker waters.]
ARTEMIS FOWL II | Artemis Fowl
[It will be the end of the world indeed when Artemis Fowl willingly treks out in open waters to wrestle with creatures thrice his size with thrice the appetite. Willingly being the difference here, because he's already had to tango with such creatures underwater for more pressing reasons whether he wants to or not, such as death by giant octopus or death by sea pressure.
He's here in underwater tranquility to recover his mental and physical states, not play with the ravenous wildlife. Studying said wildlife is a far better exercise for his mind, should someone be so kind as to bring him one of the creatures out there, while he remains comfortably inside. He'll provide support remotely, promise. Don't expect him to budge, though. Don't look at him like that, either.]
F: The Caverns of Dream
[Madness at sea would be a far better condition than what he has to battle now. It's not common for Artemis to be woken up by the poison running freely in his mind, and this time it seems to have taken a form that is not the usual number that haunts him. A little cabin fever is understandable in the depths - nothing that usually affects him so noticeably, but Artemis feels the rare need to get up and out.
After dressing fully, of course. A young man wandering around in a full suit this late at night might just stand out for other evening wanderers.
Anyone willing to pry will find him in one of the observatories, staring out towards whatever is visible in the darker waters.]