Moon Prince looks at what's going on wide-eyed. The furious honking combined with Parish's description and Viv's immaculate sword has left them gobsmacked. Blood rushes from their head down to their feet, leaving behind a light-headed mess of a person. The feeling makes Moon Prince dizzy and their natural reaction is to lean back and drift slowly to the moon's surface so the blood can reconfigure itself accordingly.
But of course they are not actually
on the moon right now. With a smack they hit their head on the boat's floor.
"Ouch!" At least it has a similar effect, the sting of a brewing bruise resets their system enough to think logically again. As the geese start a dive-bomb maneuver, Moon Prince thinks quick and rolls out of the way.
"Duck for cover!" They yell.
OOC:
Whoopsie: Forget about earth's gravity

Muckleby
Over on the back of the ship, just barely in Viv's vision and stuck to the side like a pile of glue is Muckleby. A new object is glinting from inside her gelatinous body. The bikini she was wearing earlier has been completely absorbed, and is now wrapped around a large golden-yellow orichalcum blade.
"Sword!" She says happily.
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