On land..
Celine simply sighed outwards when Lydia refered to her as a frog to Zork. "Could you just call me a person when not around Mr. Z?" Celine simply asked before briskly following behind Lydia. But she came full-stop when confronted with a place that required more agility than simply walking around. Celine wasn't very agile when it came to extreme terrain following. She came to an impasse where she didn't know whether she could make a jump or not. "Oh man, oh man. I should have done more plyometrics," she simply stated. She had the best instructor for plyometric work-outs by having Zork, a guy that can actually jump tall heights due to his powerful legs, but due to having only carrying all of his stuff here and there, she hadn't been able to do THAT kind of strengthening of her legs. If she was compared to an animal, she would be more like a Clydesdale instead of a Fresian.
Clearing her throat, Celine removed her spear and cut a hole into space-time with it, creating a small portal. This would be her safety net; in case she ended up plummeting to an uncertain doom. With her spear in hand, she looked at the hole she had to jump over. "Oh boy, why did I do this?" she said before taking a few steps back. She ran up to the edge and jumped. And she came up short, causing her to quickly fall only to appear out of the portal she just created. "Come on!" she said before trying it again, only to appear back out of the portal she just started out. She attempted once more only to jump over the chasm and magically made it on the other side, on her own two feet. A look of disbelief washed over her as she cleared her throat and shrugged her shoulders.
"Well then," she said before she continued to follow Lydia. And then the question everyone might be wondering finally came up with Celine giving a sigh. She put away her spear. "Well, Mr. Z thinks I'm a frog because the first time I met him, I pointed at him and said 'ribbit'. I didn't realize he spoke the common tongue. So from then on, he started calling me Frog," she said with a whiny groan. "He probably called you fly because your, uh," she said pointing towards her visor.
Her reply might have went on deaf ears as she seemed too focused on the sky. And yes, Celine was asked to go on patrol, especially after she painstakingly
parkoured her way up to where she was now. A little whining noise came from her before she simply replied with, "Aye," before scurrying off back towards the chasm from earlier. She knows, for a fact, that she can't jump this. So her only alternative now is to.. And she popped out of the original portal she had. Another whiney sound could be heard from her as she scurried back to the ground before beginning her patrol. She had to act casual and not give away her position. Yay for bad acting.
"Focus, Celine. Channel your inner Johnny Young Bosch. Actually, don't, because that means you have no range. Oh, man - oh, man," she said to herself as she continued to walk around, pretending to be a ditzy little blonde girl wearing armor and a spear. Yes, doesn't stick out at all.
In the water...Zork continued to cut through the water like a torpedo. Oh, did he enjoy being in the water. It felt cool and liberating. Nothing, however, compared to the swamp he lived in before those Infinity Hydra people took over his swamp-land. But that's another story for another time. A reply came in stating that cutting the propellers too early may cause them to pre-maturely press the trigger, thus causing the complete and utter annihilation of the people in the city.
Zork, himself, considered joining the Rune Knights, but he had no desire to wear those goofy looking hats. Yes, that was the only disqualifying reason he didn't want to join the Rune Knights. While it may be petty by some, he didn't want to look like a moron while doing his job. Besides, the colors they wear also clashed with his eyes.
Thankfully, boats like these aren't equipped with SONAR, otherwise Zork would be in a world of hurt. Upon finally approaching the bottom-side of the boat, Zork latched on with the suction cups in his hands. Queuing his communication device, he spoke into it. "Alright! I'm here. Ribbit! Let me know when the White Princess and the other one dismantle the weapons so I can stop their escape. Ribbit!" Zork simply stated over the communications lacrima.