Friends and foes!

February 3 3267

I forgot that, since the blog is completely new, many of you have no idea who we are!

I thought about making some profiles explaining who's aboard the Nihil, and their roles, but I risk wasting a lot of time, since I want to illustrate them all and make them look good, and maybe do some mini-interviews with each of colleagues, so I'd rather take it easy. For now. (Muahahahaha).

Okay, I'll give you a quick guide to the "important" ones, okay? (I'll tell you about the others later.) 

MY FRIENDS:

Seraphin: He's my brother! In theory, he's the "boss" of this expedition, but in practice, he's (rightly) very democratic and (too bad for him) completely submissive to Sangreal. Sangreal, however, is kind of submissive to him. They have something strange between them, it's complicated to explain. Seraphin is a tall guy (6'3"), but he's incredibly skinny. All women who like men want him.

Martine: One of my sisters! Her name is Martine, but everyone, including sometimes people who don't know her, calls her Marti. Her favorite color is blue, and if you meet her, you'll immediately know it. She dyes her hair blue, loves blue clothes, and sometimes she even paints her nails blue. She's the oldest of us, so she's always in charge (not like my brother, who doesn't know how to lead and gets pushed around because he's too good).

Ionia: Another one of my sisters! Her favorite color is green, so she dyes her hair green. The problem with us sisters is that we look too much alike, and we have to find a way to tell each other apart, okay? Otherwise, everyone tells us, "You're twins, you're twins!" and we're not. But back to Ionia: she's very serious and capable (more serious than me and Marti, who are both clowns, but whatever), but she also has her slightly more relaxed moments. Without her, we'd all leave dirty dishes in the sink, unwashed clothes on the chair, and fruit seeds on the plates. Thanks for yelling at us, Ionia.

Celestine: Yet another (this is the last one, I promise) of my sisters. She seems like the toughest of us, but that's not true, it's just that she reads too many gothic novels and has absorbed the language like a sponge, so now she speaks like a vampire. She doesn't do it on purpose! In fact, sometimes she realizes it and even changes her speech pattern. Her favorite color is purple (even though her name is Celestine! Ha ha!) and at this point it makes me wonder what would have happened if we all had the same favorite color. She's good at math.

Seras Alkahest: She's the president! HAIL to the president, source of all the money that buys us little robots to explore the seabed and take pictures of cute octopuses! President Seras is very tall, very slender, very pure, with very long blonde hair and hands that look like they'll kill you instantly if they slap you. She always dresses in super-strange and super-elegant ways; I swear I've never seen her wearing a t-shirt. Her Holiness the president is very indulgent with us. If you're reading this right now: please don't hit me, ma'am, what I'm writing is a 100% positive portrait.

Sangreal: He's our supervisor, but he's not a marine biologist like us. How did he get to this place? Apparently he's an expert on marine creatures because he lives in the sea and is part of an ancient population. He doesn't have a last name, from what I understand, or if he does, it's like a monstrous sound that I don't know how to make or spell. He's two meters tall (that's not hyperbole! He really is two meters tall, maybe even taller), he has red hair, a beard, he dresses like a man who was super-elegant a thousand years ago, and I really don't know if there's anything else he could do to look even more striking. Seriously, you can tell from afar. He and my brother Seraphin have something strange going on—shh, don't ask.

Rosas: One of the president's men, an inventor apparently, and also an excellent navigator. Small and rotund (and very proud of both), he has the most muscular arms of the entire crew, and he's an excellent swimmer. From his appearance, he seems to be of Indian origin, but his family has probably lived on French soil for so long that he doesn't even remember what India is anymore. I don't know his last name; if anyone told me, I've forgotten (I'll have to ask him, so I can put it on the file).





THE "ENEMIES"

Bertram Fuka: He's a guy who's tall about one metre and one prayer, and he's the leader of a group of scientists who boasts and laugh from other boats because they usually manage to win cooler projects (and bigger budgests) than us. Everyone calls him Bertra, leaving out the final "M." Unlike my brother, he knows how to lead, and everyone bows to him. His last name allows him to make vulgar puns, which gives him an advantage over us.

Ippolita Ferro: She's Bertra's errand girl, she's 1,90 m (six feet) tall and weighs maybe two hundred kilos. She always has a gray parrot on her shoulder. Her hair is cut in a mohawk, just to make her look even more scary. When she walks around, she makes the sound of jingling keys, but rarely makes any other noises, because she doesn't dare speak in front of Bertra (what if she misses a breath?). When Bertra's not around, she trash-talks us, with the help of her parrot. They say she once lifted a great white shark with her bare hands, and a lot of people don't believe it, but I do (because I know great white sharks can be young and light).


??? (I don't know if they're allies or enemies)

Sangreal's Grandmother: I've never met her, but she's an important person because she influences the things Sangreal does, and since he's our supervisor, he influences us. Apparently she's gigantic (and if her grandson, who's two meters tall, says so, I'm worried), rigorous, and of noble lineage. She lives somewhere in the sea, but I'm not sure where. Apparently she's terrified of "sea monkeys" (Artemia salina).

Actually, there are a lot of other people, especially on Nihil, but if I tell you all about them, you might not remember them. And anyway, these are the people I write about the most, so it's best if you know them!

Now I have to go, Marti downloaded a really old game where you explore the bottom of a red ocean, or something like that, and she wants me to go give her my honest scientific opinions.

A lively bye bye from your favorite marine biologist!

-Nana