(NinjaKitty: :) Hopefully, it's not too bad this time around. My coughs--they hurt! x__x Oh, well, I enjoy your posts. Learning more and more about the mermaids is always a treat. :( I feel so bad for Hana. :heart: I love them in their dreadfulness... I think it makes them different--charming.)

Klavien squared his shoulders, as his furious heart frantically urged him to retrieve Alana. Gritting his teeth as his rapid heartbeat began to make him feel a bit faint; the brunette quickly casts of his wild emotions. Though, try as he might to douse the blaze in his heart; it doubled, tripled in size, shining twice as bright as before, right under the surface of his pale cerulean eyes, making them take on a darker, more serious appearance.

Out right refusing the strong urge to glare at the redhead when she started to speak, Klavien could feel the anguish he so desperately tried to do-away with bubble back to the surface. At some point, his face started to flush a dark shade of cerise—a noticeable sign that he was going to cry—and the only thing he could think of to prevent the mermaid from seeing him in such a weak state, was to turn his back to her. Hanging his head, as he fought the storm raging in his eyes, he folded his arms across his chest.

“Maybe, she’s just been fed up with the life she’s been living with the lot of you.” Evangeline interjected, gripping the edge of the vessel hard enough to draw blood from under her broken fingernails. And though, she was fully aware that Klavien was going to try and quiet her down, so that he could appease the Siren, she wanted to atleast get her point across before he did. “She’s just not cut out to do the things you do… killing—that is.” Narrowing her eyes when she heard the brunette inhale a sharp breath, she forced out the rest. “She may be a damn good mermaid, but she isn’t a merciless killer!”

Klavien cleared his throats to chase the butterflies away, before once again, letting the air out of Evangeline’s balloon. “Please, stop it.” He pleaded softly, laying a hand on her tensed shoulder. Lowering his voice so that only she could hear him, the youth quietly spoke. “You’ve got all the time in the world to spew vile things at her; can’t you wait until after we got off this thing?”

Evangeline huffed, but quickly schooled her expression. He was right. If this mermaid was true to her word; she was their only hope of getting back to the mainland, and if a certain blonde kept running her mouth, saying the foulest things she could think of, the mermaid might just leave them.

The blonde opened her mouth, ready to say something else, but she quickly banished the words that were forming on her lips. With a look of deep hurt in her eye, she turned on her heel; preparing to leave to find the lifeboats. “You two can continue this; I can’t stand the smell of fish, it’s making me sick.” Gritting her teeth, she reluctantly locked the rest of her aggressive behavior in a metaphorical chest. Mentally throwing away the key, she retreated from sight. Tears flowing freely once she was sure the mermaid couldn’t see her.

Evangeline wanted more than anything to get him back. But, she knew it was a lost cause. He was gone forever. Her heart fluttered painfully at the thought, and it took all her might to keep from turning around, and pitching overboard to show that demon-creature of Poseidon that just because she was a fish, didn’t mean she couldn’t drown.

Scrunching his face up at Evangeline as she ducked passed him, Klavien didn’t know whether to apologize to the mermaid, or to just leave her marinating in the blondes (un)warranted insult. After all, the Siren brought this all on herself. But, then, of course, she has reasons to be mad at them—him—as well. From what she could see; he was just a human, a regular man, and yet he had effortlessly turned her dear sister against her.

“Goddesses…” He grumbled, shoulders sagging with fatigue. Part of him just wanted to give up; let the redhead mermaid take away the best thing that ever happened to him—but, that would be too easy. The other part wanted to fight—because that’s all he knows, whether he was ten months or ten years old, he would fight. Thoughts swirled ravenously in his head, and it was all Klavien could do it stop himself from getting lost inside his head.

Snapping out of it, when the mermaid continued to speak, Klavien frowned. “…alright, I’ll bite.” He said, regarding the subject of Alana. “Why do you want to cage her up, like you do?” He didn’t dare say her name—just as a sight precaution… just to make sure he have a heart attack, or something of that nature. “What happened with Mermaids and Humans; how did it put this wedge between?” Pursing his lips when he heard Evangeline grunt and swear, he excused himself to quickly assist the blonde in letting the boat down.

Thick ropes secured the tiny vessel for two, and it took both of them pulling and yanking until the wooden craft flopped into the water with a loud splash. It was no doubt that the two of them were staring, completely flabbergasted at their luck, as the boat floats to the surface upside down. “Damn it.” Evangeline grumbles, a scowl painting itself on her pretty face. “That was the only one we had.”

Klavien deadpanned, ‘what kind of daft, unprepared pirate goes out to sea with one lifeboat?’, but quickly recovers when he remembered that all was not lost. “We’re going to get wet, anyways.” He spoke with a, more than forced, humorous tone.

“I’m not jumping in there.” Evangeline interrupts, crossing her arms in clear defiance. “I don’t swim.” Shaking her head heatedly, which sent blonde curls swaying side-to-side gracefully, the woman continued her stubborn streak.

Not wanting to deal with her, or any of this for that matter, Klavien called exasperatedly for the mermaid to join them on the other side of the ship, before grabbing two nearby paddles, and marching back over to the railing. “Come on, Miss Marshall.” He groaned when she shook her head dismissively. “You either climb down willingly—or, I throw you over.”

Evangeline gasped, obviously shocked by his threat. “You wouldn’t dare!” Quite on the contrary, he did dare, and he did throw her over when she didn’t comply. The blonde screamed bloody murder as she plummeted into the cold, crystal-blue depths of the ocean. Inhaling a lungful of water upon impact, it took all her strength to surface. “You…ah..you..ugh…!” She sputtered, as water forced its way out of her nostrils.

A second body hitting the water was enough to cause a huge splash, and if Evangeline hadn’t grabbed the overturned boat, she would have been pulled under. “Idiot—” She choked, when Klavien surfaced. “I—I said that I don’t swim!”

Klavien ignored her complaints, as he calmly paddled over to flip the dinghy over. “I’m deathly afraid of the ocean; and yet I find myself drowning in your grievances, instead.” Pulling a face when the blonde splashed him with water, he apologized profusely, before scrambling onto the small wooden craft. Once he was up there, he gingerly extended a hand to the woman. “It’s not as wet in here.” He offered.

Evangeline grimaced apprehensively, as she managed to stay afloat. “I think…” She started to say, lifting a hand out of the water to swat the hand down. “I’m fine where I am.” Nipping at her lip, the blonde’s original wrathful behavior gave way to something more anxious. She was hiding something, no doubt.

The gears that were whirring in Klavien’s head could be heard for miles. “Wait! What? Why?” He blabbered, rendered completely slack jawed by the woman’s outlandish request to stay in the water. “Just a second ago, you said you didn’t swim.”

(Yes~ you're definitely one of my favorite RP partners. :lol: I love poor little Alana more than I should.)

(Apricot I hope you’re feeling better >< I’m sorry about the coughs sounds painful. I hope it gets better soon. Any idea what your sick with?

I know what you mean our characters seem to have very tragic pasts, poor Hana losing her pirate love, Mira losing her parents, and Alana who’s in the midst of her heart wrenching story. I feel bad for Evangeline now >< because of what the mermaids did to her brother, let’s hope their lives take a turn for the better the more the story flows on.

Oh and for the record you happen to be one of my favorite role play partners and if you’re ever willing, we could always start up another role play I have a few ideas I want to do. Unfortunately none of the people who like and choose the role play do more than a few sentences, it’s hard to work off of those. Know what I mean?)

The insults didn’t bother the red head as much as the statement about Alana, true the young mermaid was extremely fascinated with humans always bringing back an odd object or trinket from her explorations. But did that mean she wasn’t cut out to be a true mermaid? What was qualified as a true mermaid anyway? Living in the ocean? Having fins that changed into legs on land? Yes that was tributes all mermaids had, but was a true mermaid a siren? Drawing men to them with a coy attitude and bell like tones and stealing them away to their underwater kingdom? If that is what made a mermaid then Alana wouldn’t make the cut that much was obvious.

”You listen here human we mermaids do what we must to survive and procreate. Unlike you we don’t have men, there are no mermen so we take sailors and use them to impregnate us. Yes we kill them when we finish with them but what else can we do? If a mermaid is caught by humans what do you think happens to her huh? She gets used and killed yet we are seen as murderers” Mira called out in a heated voice, eyes narrowed in anger. How dare a human talk down to her mangy hypocrites and here the man wondered why humans and mermaids never got along. Yet the woman had already walked away leaving the human male, the man who had stolen Alana’s heart away, standing at the side with his back facing her.

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Pity welled up inside the young mermaid for Hana, the thought of giving up on Klavien never seeing him again, talking to him again, feeling his warm embrace ever again? Well the thought brought tears to her eyes, and a hollow aching feeling in her chest. Hana was so much stronger then Alana had ever thought, and yet weak at the same time. Strong to be able to smile and laugh and not blame her sisters for her heartache, yet weak at the same time, she never left went after her pirate; never saw the world beyond their home.

Not Alana, the young mermaid wouldn’t let that happen to her, she would get out no matter what, see the world with Klavien, well if he wanted to. But be stuck here the rest of her life? Never see the world? There was no way she was about to let that happen. Yes the thought of leaving her sisters, the women she had grown up with was a heart wrenching one, but she had to see the world. It was like a driving need inside her, a need to see new sights, try new things. Feel the grass underneath her feet, Alana had never seen grass, but in a book she had hidden in a cave there was a picture of a group of humans picnicking on the grass. They all looked so happy it made Alana envious, sure the colors were runny and blurry, the cover was soggy and hard to read, but the picture was surprisingly well kept.

”Hana do you really think I can do it? I mean I’ve never been on my own before and it’s a scary thought” the silverette’s voice came out quivery and uncertain, her small face a match large eyes filled with worry and uncertainty. Survive on her own? Yes she wanted freedom but to do it alone?

”But honey you won’t be alone, you’ll have you’re sailor boy, he’ll be with you every step of the way you know” the large woman said in a self assured tone, eyes dropping to the untouched food right in front of Alana. ”Honey how exactly are you supposed to do all you plan to do if you don’t eat? Eat up we’ll talk more about this later” Hana’s tone brooked no compromise and had a note of finality to it. Obviously she wanted to finish this discussion later and Alana saw why. Sidling into the kitchen was Taia Alana’s “guard”, Taia out of all of the other mermaids might prove the hardest to give the slip.

”Yes ma’am” Alana replied reluctantly digging more heartedly into the pile of food sitting before her. Taia ended up taking the seat across from Alana and Hana wasted no time in setting a plate piled high with food before her. ”Hello Taia…” Alana really had nothing to say to the woman who was guarding her, keeping her well under lock and key.
”Thanks for the food Han” Taia called out in her throaty voice digging into the food. In a few large bites the woman had demolished more of her food in that short amount of time then Alana had the entire time she had been in the kitchen. ”Hey Al, you know I’ve been hearing a lot of interesting things about you, you know” Taia had never been very good at subtlety choosing instead to just get right to the point. It was so much easier than being polite and got things done much faster. ”Something about you and a human male”

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A large splash signaled the drop of the life boat into the water, but it had dropped down flipped over. The humans could take care of it, Mira didn’t feel like figuratively dirtying her hands helping them anymore then she needed to. The deal was that Mira would take them back to the mainland, get them back to the other humans, but she wasn’t going to go out of her way to help. Annoyingly enough though the human male seemed intent on getting the female away to, maybe she and him were together and he was only messing with Alana? The thought circled Mira’s mind a few times before becoming firmly etched. Yes that had to be it, that Evangeline woman and Klavien were together, this only added to Mira’s ammo of good reasons to keep Alana far, far away from this human. My little Alana is never going near that man again

The woman acted like the sea was filled with sharks and she was being fed to them the way she was screaming. It was with relief, at least in Mira’s opinion, when the woman hit the water and shut up another splash closely followed the first and Mira knew both humans were in the water. Gliding towards the pair easily she made no move to help the pair as they struggled into the now righted boat. Or at least the male did, the female seemed reluctant to leave the water. ”Leave her then; if she doesn’t want to get in the boat then I see no reason to force her. Besides I only made a deal to help you, this woman is a tag along but if she is that important to you get her in the boat I am not waiting much longer” Mira flashed a glare at the woman treading water, hostility clear on her face.

Was it hostility because the human was a woman? Or because the male had used Alana while only truly caring for this Evangeline woman? Both of them seemed right to her, and as far as Mira knew that is what had been happening all along.

(NinjaKitty: :) Again--thank you, dear. Yeah, it’s pretty bad. My throat isn’t going to like me too much after this is all said and done. My roomie suspected it was a 24-hour bug, but, I think it might be the flu or something.

I just want to give them all a hug—expect, Evangeline… -...- I might sound a little mean, but, seriously—she doesn’t want my pity! :illgetu: I hope you don’t mind me adding some more, erm, ‘superficial’ details to her.

Do you have anything in mind? Gosh, I hate that few sentences thing. I understand that people have writer’s block, but, if they can only post one sentence—or one paragraph—per whatever time, maybe RPing isn’t their thing.)


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Klavien gripped frantically at the edge of the dinghy, as it rocked and tipped with the less than gentle swells of the energetic ocean. He forgot that he got sea-sick. Holding back the urge to gag, as he was overwhelmed by a punishing wave of nausea, the youth tried desperately to, mentally, go to another place.

His grandmother’s cottage was his automatic choice, as his life was far simpler back when she was still living inside of it. His eyelids fluttered, as his mind was filled with delightfully vivid memories of his childhood. The brunette could see himself—well, a tinier, cuter, cheery, version—running around Gran-Gran Françoise’s chalet bare foot with the biggest, brightest little smile painted on his face. Back then, he used to have the deepest dimples in his chubby cheeks; his mother used to smile at him for no reason when she saw them. She would continuously claim, without ever skipping at beat, that they were the most delightful thing she had ever seen.

Though, of course, with age; his face slowly hardened and matured, they slowly filled in, leaving behind shallow pits that he assumed his mother wouldn’t adore, as much… would she have loved him less, knowing that he was no longer her darling little baby? Right now; as she rested amongst the celestials, was she saddened that he did not stay by her? Would she be disappointed that he didn’t contest for Alana?

Klavien felt that unforgettable agony coming on, again. Ferocious floods of anguish, loathing, anxiety, and unbridled affection swirled around furiously in the hollow of his heart; the youth’s strong, overpowering emotions for the silverette alone, were enough to pierce through him unlike any knife-edge, bullet, or enchanted carving knife that ever threatened to skewer any of his precious vital organs.

A thought flashed into his mind, like white hot lightning in the moonless sky. And though, it was only there for a second, he was able to memorize every detail of it. Alana’s, warm—albeit it somewhat clammy hands were twisted in his chemise. Her lithe arms wrapped around him like twisting vines. Her supple figure pressed firmly against his, heat radiating comfortably off of it; and his palms burned to chase the Goosebumps off her otherwise smooth skin. The two of them were together, locked in an embrace, waiting for the sun to rise over their home—his family’s old holiday home.

They would have children; one, five, ten, as many as she wanted. It didn’t matter, so long as they raised them together. He would put up with the crying; the overall narcissistic behavior of newborns and infants in general—because, really, that’s what fantasy Alana would have wanted him to do. She could name them all after constellations, colors, fish in the ocean; it didn’t matter. They could all favor her over him; appearance or personality wise… he didn’t mind.

To have more of Alana than just her lingering scent would have made him the happiest man that ever lived. That wasn’t an easy feat that just anyone, or anything, could achieve—because, well to put it bluntly, Klavien was extremely unpredictable, even before his short dip in the river of mood enhancers, and he turned impatient when those wicked savories washed away, leaving only a scant remnant of the individual his parents raised. And yet, even with all that, she was able to grab his hearts by the reins without even trying. That’s how he figured out, subconsciously anyways, that she was the one.

Crystal blue eyes sprang open, as Klavien realized that his thoughts offered him little to absolutely no relief—not from his deceased relatives, and definitely not from Alana—and, strangely enough, he found that he strongly preferred the incessant swaying of the boat to his ponderings. Atleast, the vomit-inducing motions were, almost certainly, less detrimental to his psychological stability. Rushing to pull his head back down from the clouds, the brunette anchored himself back down to reality; and more importantly, the task at hand.

Looking up at the redhead, he could practically hear his pulse pounding in his ears. The look on her face, it spelled all kinds of ominous endeavors to him, and it was all he could do to convince Evangeline to get out of the water. She, nor her unborn child, would be safe if she continued to hang-around, in the deep-blue, with a spiteful mermaid.

“Evangeline,” He croaks, motioning the blonde to join him. “Unless that baby is a fish—you should climb up here.” Moving and shifting around the boat, Klavien quickly searched for and found a seating location to accommodate the woman whom was with child. “Up here seems fine.” Straining half the muscles in his face, so that he could put on one of the ugliest smiles ever smiled, the youth found that his thoughts craved to wander back to the subject of Alana and his future together.

“Shut up, kid.” Evangeline hissed, rudely snapping him out of his thoughts, as she waited in the water. It really seemed like she was content in staying there—that is, until the mermaid spoke up. The blonde growls as her ears perked up. She caught each and every venom-dripping syllable that fell from the mermaid’s lips, and her eyes almost bulged out of her head.

Oh, so, now the Siren wanted to show her true colors? Well, the eldest Marshall wasn’t going to take that sitting down—or swimming, in her case. “A tag along, huh?” Evangeline started, her own voice sounding taut with poorly restrained aggression. “So, you must think I’m rubbish; because, obviously, you’re suggesting that I be cast aside.” Gritting her teeth, her short-tempered nature got the best of her. “You know, gills, I can make good on that promise to throttle you, now.”

Klavien let out an exasperated sound, as he lurched forward to catch the blonde. “Wait—no, Eva!” She was just out of arms reach, and swimming towards the mermaid with an incredible swiftness reserved for—“Stop it, Evangeline!” The brunette hollered, before his breath caught uncomfortably in his throat. Evangeline… she had vanished—no, wait, she dived into the water! Pupils dilated d as wide as they could as he watched the waters for the blonde. She seemed to have disappeared.

Furrowing his brows, Klavien opened his mouth; prepared to say something, when out she sprung from the water like an arrow soaring at top speeds through the air. “Goddesses…” Gawking at the large, magnificent tail that helped propel her, the brunette realized with muted horror that Evangeline was a mermaid as well.

(Apricot Considering it’s been over 24 hours I’m going to take a wild guess and say it isn’t a bug. Could be the flu but I sorely hope not, they are so not fun. Would a homemade cupcake make you feel better lol?

You know suddenly my pity for Evangeline is gone, lol that woman is a viper! Well a mermaid viper man that was a twist O.O Can’t wait to see what’s going to happen it’s a clear show that mermaids can survive on land huh

I know what you mean though I can understand not writing to much when the person is just starting out learning, but doing it over and over again, even some who are “experienced” that’s just unacceptable.

Well I’ve been wanting to do a vampire role play, but every time I have a person interested in the idea I always get sparklies. I want something like Interview with a Vampire not Twilight. I had one girl who looked promising but she wanted my character, and to make the new character a vegetarian so the “creator” would have a hard time controlling her. I didn’t mind her taking my character so much as the vegetarian thing that bothered me. I don’t want sparklies I want Lastat dark and blood thirsty.

But aside from that I’m interested in doing just about anything, though not anything futuristic, more medieval, knights, castles, kings, queens, all that know what I mean. Unfortunately I don’t have any set idea aside from what’s on the page in the link on my signature. Do you have any ideas?)

On a rule Mira didn’t hurt other mermaids unless there was a serious problem where the only solution was a good tussle. But this woman, this Evangeline really tried the red heads patience had there ever been a more annoying woman? Man what a case of identity crisis, hating other mermaids when she herself was a mermaid, and a pregnant one at that! So despite the deep burning urge to smack the other mermaid around a little Mira held herself back, although Evangeline had no such qualms as she cut swiftly through the water towards the red head clearly intending to cause as much pain as possible to Mira as she possibly could.

Propelling herself backwards with strong kicks of her fins the red head moved away from the blond beauty, whose face didn’t look so beautiful, right now it was contorted in venom and hatred promising the other mermaid pain once she got her hands on her. ”If you’re a mermaid then you know full well what we do with the males we catch, and you also know that they aren’t dead yet you can go down and check for yourself if you don’t believe me” was she taunting the pregnant mermaid? Maybe a little but all in all the red head didn’t care for the pair of them, though it was clear from the humans face he had absolutely no idea his woman was a mermaid in the first place. Still doing her best to stay out of range of the other mermaid Mira took to swimming in a ever widening circle. ”Why do you live with humans anyway?” her voice was accusing, if this woman could survive with humans, then maybe Alana could as well, and there was no way Mira was going to let her little girl off on her own. The little silverette wouldn’t be able to survive, she was so young just a little girl really.

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”Taia whatever Lola told you, it probably is nowhere near the truth. That big mouth loves to cause problems and anyone who takes her at her word are idiots” Hana snapped anger clear on her round face. Settling her large frame onto a chair next to Alana Hana pulled a plate towards her munching on a few piece of fish Alana hadn’t eaten. Which was just as well the silverette didn’t think she could finish it, she was stuffed, it had always amazed her how Taia could eat a mountain and still have room for desert. ”If you want the real story, you’d do better to ask Mira, me, or even Alana over Lola, that woman just causes headaches really she isn’t worth the water it takes to keep her alive” Alana’s head snapped towards Hana shocked by the vehemence, really Hana had always seemed so civil towards Lola. Though from the way the large woman talked she sounded like she hated her.

A blush colored Taia’s cheeks, only proving to Alana and Hana that Lola is who she heard the story from, personally Alana wondered what type of story the evil witch was telling, it couldn’t be good if Taia was asking about it. Taia really wasn’t one for gossip, so when she spread it around or asked about it, either it was really bad or sounded very juicy. ”Well she was saying that you wanted to elope with a human from the ship we saw last night” the blush faded from her tan cheeks and Taia pushed away the empty plate, on a roll now she continued eager to get the true story. ”She also said that maybe Mira isn’t exactly fit to keep leadership, especially if she made such an error in raising Alana, no offense kid. But and I quote ‘if Mira had kept a better leash on that girl, then this wouldn’t have happened’”

Hana’s mouth opened an angry retort already on her tongue oh that Lola is an evil woman, why Mira ever let her into the pod in the first place is beyond me. Stupid bitch, but Alana cut her off with a quick look. If she was to get out on her own, she needed to prove to herself she could take care of herself in anything, even such a thing as this. ”Lola doesn’t know what she’s talking about I mean really Taia you’re listening to her? That thing has always had it in for Mira, what happened on that ship was between me and him, none of it had to do with Mira it was all me and if Lola has something to say she had better say it to my face”

”Speaking of the she devil” Alana’s head snapped towards the door hair silvery blue hair whipping around. In the door already acting as if she owned the place, came the exotic beauty Lola. It was truly a teeth gritting moment Alana wanted to smack that self righteous smug look right off her pretty face. ”What do you want Lola? Done having your fun with the men for now? Or just looking for some new victim to sink your fangs into” though that’s what she would have liked to say, it wasn’t Alana talking it was Hana.

”Sharpen those claws before taking me on Ms. Cook” Lola said dismissively uncaring that she had just stepped into a room where two of the occupants wanted to tear out her eyes and leave her bleeding on the ground. How dare she insinuate that Mira couldn’t lead the pod. ”I was just coming in to see how our dear Alana was doing, and seeing her face makes me believe the man wasn’t truly that special if she could get over him so easily” Alana not normally one for violence lunged at her but was held back by Taia, who was much stronger then her. ”Aw honey did I touch a nerve” Lola taunted a soft bell like chuckle leaving her near perfect lips.

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”It’s against my morals to take on a mermaid especially a pregnant one, so why don’t you stop before you get hurt” Mira made no move to stop the mermaid as she lunged towards her again. So far Mira had been able to keep out of range but it was like a game of duck, duck goose with no seat to return to and stop the chase. All she wanted to do was get that human back to the mainland and get back to her pod, do some control damage. No doubt Lola was causing some type of problems it was just like her to do something like that.

(It's been a while, I don't know which account to PING. xD)

Evangeline halted her assault momentarily, as Mira’s words echoed in her head. A look of grave offense crossed her face. “Go down there? I would rather die than return.” She looked ready to explode, as she twisted and weaved through the water, cutting through it like a knife through butter. Mira was fast, Evangeline will give her that. The redhead better thank the gods that the blonde was pregnant, because, usually, she was a lot faster.

Changing her tactics, she ducked over the water, disappearing for a moment, before launching herself over Klavien’s head, and nodding back into the water… She was working off her pent up aggression, because she knew she couldn’t truly strike Mira. She would be spitting in the eye of the rest of the flotilla.

She finally ceased her sporadic routine when her stomach cramped. For the first time in weeks, the baby reminded her of its existence. No, they weren’t big enough to kick—not yet, atleast—but, they still caused her just as much discomfort.

Wading along the surface of the water, Evangeline caught Mira’s question. “Why do I live with humans?” She parroted, a dark storm gathering in her eyes. “I live with them; because I would never abandon my family.” A hand on her stomach and a glassy glint catching in her gaze, she snarled, “...because, the rest of you mermaids are monsters!”

The blonde did something of a hair flip, as she wiped her tresses from her eyes to see Mira better. “You all preach about the value of staying together—better yet, you pretend you love one another—but, you don’t. It’s a power struggle, and it always has been. Between Mermaids and the Sailors—between Mermaids and themselves! It’s a constant bloodbath, and I had had enough of it. I left your life and my first born behind; the day I heard that Erick’s ship had sank” Snuffling quietly, Evangeline’s anger ebbed a bit, as she swam backwards, almost hypnotically, towards the dinghy Klavien was sitting in.

The blond ignored the awestruck look on his face, as she seized the edge of the splintered vessel tightly in her hand. “I’ve been alive far too long, Mira.” Evangeline hissed, her hair standing on end as she did. “I’ve seen too many of my sisters—our sisters—die, because of the mistakes of their petty pod leader.”

Klavien opened his mouth to say something, but Evangeline had rocked the tiny vessel with the waves. “So, you want to take Erick? Fine… to hell with you, no wonder your little Mermaid wants to leave—you’re selfish!” She spat, pushing herself away from the wooden craft, so that she could follow Mira more intently with her crystal cerulean-blue eyes. “But, listen to me when I say that he’s no ordinary man.” Her voice dropped a whole great deal. “They say there are no mermen, right? Then what is a man that is of a human and a mermaid?”

Flicking water at Mira, she said. “YOU DON’T CARE IF I’M WITH-CHILD. You don’t care about anything, but yourself! Whatever it is that makes you happy, whatever it is that you think is the right thing … you are no leader. A leader would slay me, pregnant or not, for dishonoring her pod; a leader would never let her own get so out of line. That mermaid—she didn’t seem to heed your words. She respects you not. You’re pathetic!”

Tossing her hair over her shoulder, she turned her back to Mira. “Go back to them; I’ll take Klavien to safety. Go on and assume your position as their leader. Yes, because it’s only a matter of time before they’re questioning your judgment, and soon you will, too.” Grabbing the boat, she readied herself for the long trip.

“Evangeline… wait.” Klavien’s breath hitched, she was going to take him away—he was never going to see Alana again. What he did next was completely daft. Great fear and inhibitions were stripped away by sheer panic, as he scrabbled over the edge of the boat and plunged into the ocean.

The mermaid growled ferociously, as the young man sank steadily into the water. “Idiot!” She bowed her head beneath the azure surface.

(Apricot: I'll be posting under this avatar since I use it more often then I do my old one. I'm glad we can continue with this role play. I hope you enjoy it lol I feel like I forced it on you a little and I'm sorry I did)

Truth was Mira couldn’t disagree with anything the mermaid said, every word was just an echo of what she already thought. The mermaids no longer respected her, sure she had her share of loyal ones. But overall her group had decided to abandon the weak leader and rally around a new stronger one. But damn that viper to hell if she thought Mira would ever admit it. ”Let me question this then my dear” her lip curled into a sneer an ugly look on such a pretty face. ”You speak of living with humans because they aren’t monsters like us mermaids, but I ask you this did you ever tell any of those humans that you were a mermaid? No, and I’ll tell you why did you see the look of horror on his face when he saw what you were?” a finger dripping with water pointed out the man they both had forgotten about during their exchange. ”You never told you’re precious humans because you were afraid they would cast you aside, kill you for being different.” Mira’s look darkened into a glower swimming closer to the boat no longer afraid of the empty threats the mermaid threw at her.

”You preach about how we are the monsters, but guess what your sailors your humans would do the same to us, all mermaids I’ve ever known to make the mistake of falling for a human has been hurt. My mother, Alana’s mother, Hana, Alana herself I see being hurt by that man” Mira tossed her red hair back over her shoulder in a quick jerking motion that showed her irritation. Taking a deep breath she tried to at least attempt to calm herself. Though this woman was a traitor, she was a mermaid all the same and it would be senseless to kill her and just decrease their numbers. ”You say you left a child behind who was it?” the only child she could think of was Alana and there was no way this was Alana’s mother, Mira knew. Alana’s mother had been her dearest friend, this was not her. ”Go back then and take him with you, that done I’ll have fulfilled my word to Alana and good riddance to you”

A splash drew her attention back to the human, the human who had taken it upon himself to act. Did he really think he could swim all the way to their underwater kingdom and fetch back Alana? There was no way that was about to happen, Alana would be with him when the oceans froze over and a whale learned to fly. Diving under the water she caught sight of the boy sinking down. ”Idiot human”

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Lola you had better get out of here if you know what’s good for you” Hana placed a calming hand on Alana’s shoulder, Alana near trembled with rage, if looks could kill then Lola would be sliced to ribbons and bleeding out on the floor while a triumphant Alana stood over her crowing her kill primitively. Of course Alana didn’t have the stomach to do that, never even had the stomach to hurt anything in the first place.

Why don’t you let the little lass speak for herself or is she unable to stand up for herself since Mira isn’t around to do it for her” Hana opened her mouth to discount that remark but Alana stepped forward, Taia not seeing the harm had let her go. ”I don’t need anyone to speak for me” she said feeling the child no longer, she wasn’t about to be ordered around. She would make her own choices and suffer her own consequences. No longer would she worry what they thought about her, all that mattered was what she thought of herself.

”Aw lookie here, the little lass has finally grown, grown so much she thinks she can take me on, such a pity to take that away” Lola chuckled a bell like tone, how could someone so purely wicked be so beautiful? Why didn’t her wickedness show on her face? Alana wanted to scar that face rip away the beauty and show the evil within so that all who looked at her couldn’t be fooled by that pretty face. Instead they would know her for what she was.