<div class="floatright">(https://static1.e621.net/data/4d/72/4d722ec75e2c2eccfdf9e3b4a8c4a953.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Perseus<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Marine Biology Teacher<br/><strong>Mood:</strong>Slightly less disgruntled than before<br/><strong>Where:</strong>The Pool<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Nothing at all<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Krake<br/><strong>Mentioning:</strong>N/A<br/><br/>Perseus had a couple moments of content swimming before he heard the voice of Krake. He looked up at his fellow teacher. Perseus wasn't much for chitchatting, but he had some things in common with Krake. The swim coach was, of course, far more powerful than Perseus, so he tried to be a little less of a douche bag than normal. It helped that the other male was attractive, human form or no.<br/><br/>"I know," Perseus said, leaning on the side of the pool to talk to Krake. "I just didn't want to run into any students in there. The paint got pretty much everyone," he smirked. "The last thing I need is to be known as 'Professor Two Dongs' because that's the first time they met me." Perseus dove underwater and came back up, the paint further removing itself from his skin. He wasn't necessarily sensitive about his two penises (nor did he care what the students called him), but the merman didn't care for showers much at all. Why would he shove himself underwater for 15 minutes at most when he could spend the whole day in the pool?<br/><br/>"You're lucky you didn't get hit. Whoever did that prank put a lot of effort into it."