#but he's already perfect with his salmonid clothes !

[alish-artie]

My agent ocs in non agent outfits !

This is how they look like when they aren’t on missions !

(I wanted to add Smallfry but uh…well he only has one outfit-)

[ink0ming]

働き者

@idollings (kuro)

Even though both of them usually could’ve gone for a few more hours working shifts at Grizz Co., it was so, so tiring to go on about it, running around to and from salmonids when it was just the two of them. A team of four would’ve been perfect, of course -- but not everyone was able to make it during the same time, thus it left the couple on their own as they were collecting the eggs as much as they could for Mr. Grizz. 

It was not so much a shocker for Midori to see that only one of the locker rooms had been opened for business, the other door (for the female inklings) had a sign outside, saying ‘Out of order due to low business’ -- sighing heavily, at least she did not have to share the locker room with strangers of the opposite sex -- at least it was only the black inkling. 

Moving along to enter the locker room after Kuro had already walked in, she didn’t look over to him, thinking that it was not right to do so when they were clearly here to change and get a shower; she at least wanted to have the decency to keep her eyes to herself when it was a situation like that. “The other room is not unlocked. I’ll join you.” The green inkling mumbled as she tossed the cap into the metal bin, taking one of her tentahairs to check just how soaked they had gotten from the salmonid mucus -- it was disgusting! And she hated the sticky, gooey feeling on her skin, especially since it made her feel like she was melting -- but not in a good way.

Removing the straps of her overall to have it move down onto her hips, she pulled off the soaked shirt and tossed it into the bin as well; god, it was disgusting, but she had gotten used to all sorts of liquids covering her body since she started working as an agent -- but the smell of salmonids just... it was different than from squids or octarians/octolings, especially since they weren’t even close to being the same species! Looking down at her bra to see whether it had gotten stained in the process, with her back turned towards the other, she wouldn’t take note of whatever he was doing -- but she presumed that he was busy getting out of his loaned clothes. It felt weird to think that they were undressing in the same room and would have to share a shower, too. Especially since she knew just how touchy-feely the other could be towards her...