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estoria2015-09-07 10:50 pm
mermaiding) wrote in estoria2015-09-07 10:50 pm
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I'll tell you a tale of the bottomless blue
Who: mermaiding & you!
When: 2/24ish?, ICly
Where: Wherever there's still deep flooding
What: Oona struck a deal with Maris and got her scale back, meaning she can turn back into her mermaid form. She's finally taking it out for a spin.
Rating/Warning: Vaguely NSFW, because mermaids do not wear clothes.
[She hadn't expected it to go easily. The process of removing her tail had been painful and clumsy to begin with-- she had never used that magic before, and she had never had to replace said tail either. She knew, in theory, hwo to, but it had taken her a few times to finally get the magic right.
The process had been just as painful-- was it always going to be painful, or was she just inexperienced, doing something wrong? Every movement ached as her muscles got used to the familiar movements of swimming again.. or maybe it had something to do with this crash of energy? Who knew.
She did feel tired, but that wasn't important right now. She decided against going her full form (there was no need for someone to actually mistake her for a monster and try to kill her right off the bat), but the more familiar half-form that most people associated with mermaids was fine enough.
It felt like flying, twisting through the waters, her gills burning with unfamiliar use. It had taken more time than she'd like to admit to get used to using them and she'd spent far too long accidentally trying to use her lungs and choking herself. But now that she was getting used to it, she wasn't sure she'd ever actually leave...]
[Option A]
[She'd never get truly tired of swimming around, but the space isn't that large, so it isn't long before she gets bored--and that's when she takes to terrorizing poor passer-bys. She waits until someone's standing near the edge of the water and slowly surfaces, watching to make sure their attention isn't on the water itself and...
GRABS THEIR ANKLE.
And immediately bursts out laughing at their reaction. Maybe it's you she grabbed? Maybe a random NPC whose panicked screams make you feel like jumping in to help out or investigate? Either way, Oona's clearly having a grand ol' time.]
[Option B
[There's definitely something moving in the water. You might see a flash of golden hair, or light reflecting off blue scales. Maybe you see a light, glowing faintly deep below...
Either way, it entices you to look closer. If you kneel on the ledge and lean over the water to try and get a closer look, you're in for quite the surprise. Oona's stirred up the debris and dirt below to mask her ascent to the surface; male or female or anything inbetween, it doesn't matter; lean in close enough and you'll suddenly find a pretty mermaid breaking the surface to press a kiss to your mouth.
It's a quick one and she swims away a bit right after with a bright laugh and a grin]
[Option C]
[Okay, so maybe the drain on her energy was more than she was anticipating. She pulls herself up out of the water, only barely managing to get herself on land before she curls up on her side and promptly goes to sleep. Her tail dips into the water, occasionally swaying absently and causing ripples in the water.
She may even start snoring softly, but either way it's probably not a good idea for her to just remain there hanging out, right?]
[Option D]
[WILD CARD. Got another prompt you wanna try out? Maybe Oona manipulated the water to splash a nice wave at your character? Maybe you dropped something in the water for Oona to discover?
Go crazy it's all yours'!]
mermaiding & you!When: 2/24ish?, ICly
Where: Wherever there's still deep flooding
What: Oona struck a deal with Maris and got her scale back, meaning she can turn back into her mermaid form. She's finally taking it out for a spin.
Rating/Warning: Vaguely NSFW, because mermaids do not wear clothes.
[She hadn't expected it to go easily. The process of removing her tail had been painful and clumsy to begin with-- she had never used that magic before, and she had never had to replace said tail either. She knew, in theory, hwo to, but it had taken her a few times to finally get the magic right.
The process had been just as painful-- was it always going to be painful, or was she just inexperienced, doing something wrong? Every movement ached as her muscles got used to the familiar movements of swimming again.. or maybe it had something to do with this crash of energy? Who knew.
She did feel tired, but that wasn't important right now. She decided against going her full form (there was no need for someone to actually mistake her for a monster and try to kill her right off the bat), but the more familiar half-form that most people associated with mermaids was fine enough.
It felt like flying, twisting through the waters, her gills burning with unfamiliar use. It had taken more time than she'd like to admit to get used to using them and she'd spent far too long accidentally trying to use her lungs and choking herself. But now that she was getting used to it, she wasn't sure she'd ever actually leave...]
[Option A]
[She'd never get truly tired of swimming around, but the space isn't that large, so it isn't long before she gets bored--and that's when she takes to terrorizing poor passer-bys. She waits until someone's standing near the edge of the water and slowly surfaces, watching to make sure their attention isn't on the water itself and...
GRABS THEIR ANKLE.
And immediately bursts out laughing at their reaction. Maybe it's you she grabbed? Maybe a random NPC whose panicked screams make you feel like jumping in to help out or investigate? Either way, Oona's clearly having a grand ol' time.]
[Option B
[There's definitely something moving in the water. You might see a flash of golden hair, or light reflecting off blue scales. Maybe you see a light, glowing faintly deep below...
Either way, it entices you to look closer. If you kneel on the ledge and lean over the water to try and get a closer look, you're in for quite the surprise. Oona's stirred up the debris and dirt below to mask her ascent to the surface; male or female or anything inbetween, it doesn't matter; lean in close enough and you'll suddenly find a pretty mermaid breaking the surface to press a kiss to your mouth.
It's a quick one and she swims away a bit right after with a bright laugh and a grin]
[Option C]
[Okay, so maybe the drain on her energy was more than she was anticipating. She pulls herself up out of the water, only barely managing to get herself on land before she curls up on her side and promptly goes to sleep. Her tail dips into the water, occasionally swaying absently and causing ripples in the water.
She may even start snoring softly, but either way it's probably not a good idea for her to just remain there hanging out, right?]
[Option D]
[WILD CARD. Got another prompt you wanna try out? Maybe Oona manipulated the water to splash a nice wave at your character? Maybe you dropped something in the water for Oona to discover?
Go crazy it's all yours'!]
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So she watches and listens, accepting his words even as he stumbles through them. It's the most she can do, but his praise makes her embarrassed. She blushes and looks away, running a hand through her wet hair. The sun feels good on her skin and hair, the water chilling her slightly; it felt good, though, a reminder that she was alive and still feeling. The water that dripped from her hair and down her skin felt like a caress of a long-time lover she hadn't seen in a while.
The water was part of her; she couldn't separate herself from it fully.
After a moment she opens her mouth and makes a soft noise, rising and lowering in pitch. It's like a croon and a whistle, an inhuman melody to sing of the sea she loves so much. And, mixed in there: Reassurance.
he doesn't have to be 'special' like he seems to think Rin and Haru are. Loving the sea, loving to swim-- even if it's just for fun with friends-- that's enough.
She lets the song end and takes a breath, tilting her head up towards the sky and closing her eyes as she listens to the notes die out.]
...Water does not care if you are human or not. It does not care for your reasons to swim. Once you are in it, everyone is equal, and the sea can be as harsh as it is kind.
Swim for your friends, swim for glory, or for the love of it. It does not matter. You are in the water anyhow.
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his hands clasp and unclasp, and he's ready to cast off back into the waves, rattle off some weak-kneed excuse of a work shift he doesn't have, of checking over a friend he's neglected to converse with for a solid week, of staring back at her and finding her impassive, expression resolved into one of plain indifference. at seventeen years old, he's still burdening others with the blistering deception of issues that aren't issues at all. inadequacy necessitates an intent to change, to become better, but only resuscitates panic in makoto.
and he's got one leg lifted up to the ledge to flee, mouth brimming with meek, discombobulated apologies when the sonorous implacability of her voice breaks the silence. high notes rising, low notes crooning fluid; a type of fallacy, pitches discrepant and still, still melding together.
it's reassuring that she doesn't mean to hurt him, that past the sinews and tendons of their biology that there might be a likeness in their derisive infatuation with the sea.
the ocean that they both know, similar and dissimilar at once. ]
Thank you for hearing me out, Oona.
[ his fingers scrunch down over hers, squeezing. ]
It means more than I could ever say.