Agent 4 !
I guess you'd better squid-daddle back to your spawn
Agent 4 wouldn't exactly say that anything that she did was easy. Rescuing the Great Zapfish had been hard. Trying to act profreshional was hard. But she didn't think that Salmon Run was going to be hard. It was just supposed to be her and a bunch of friends, going on a boat to go kill some vile Salmonids. Then there had been lots of rain, and rain hurt like hell...and then, then she wound up here, unable to get back on her two feet. "Squit," was of course the first thing she grumbled. Water, where was water? She needed to see why she felt so weird, why she couldn't stand up. Were her legs broken..? Agent 4 could still walk, though, so she had doubts. Water was deadly to her, right? So she couldn't get too close, just walk towards the running water she heard, and take a look.
Of course she screamed at the sight of her not looking practically at all what she had been before. She had a snout like a Salmonid, was she a Salmonid..? She was on four legs though, which she finally took the time to investigate. She had claws too, and screamed at the sight of that. "What in fresh hell...what in fresh hell?!" Agent 4 erratically shook her head, ears twitching. Okay, this was fine, this was fine. The used to be Inkling had went through Octo Canyon with nothing but a headset and a weapon and had done perfectly fine. She could get through this. She could wander and find something to do. Help would be nice, she decided. Hopefully, if her friends were here, she would find them. "Um, hello? Does anyone live out here..? Near this water? That is...uh, not, not going to spray me with said water, preferably? That stuff hurts." Agent 4 doubted she would be heard as she stumbled a few paces forward, grunting. This felt weird. This felt so awkward and gawky and weird, and she didn't sound like herself either.
//joining post awkwardness [engaged