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Characters: Lily Potter and Open!
When: A day or so after her arrival.
Where: In the water!
Rating: G/PG, I'm guessing.
Summary: A witchy mermaid is getting used to her new body. Expect silliness, nostalgia and a heap of gratefulness towards the Animus.
( For her, water contained a multitude of secrets just waiting to be found. )
When: A day or so after her arrival.
Where: In the water!
Rating: G/PG, I'm guessing.
Summary: A witchy mermaid is getting used to her new body. Expect silliness, nostalgia and a heap of gratefulness towards the Animus.
( For her, water contained a multitude of secrets just waiting to be found. )
It might have been easier if it was horizontal, like a dolphin's- but the boy had the appearance of a large tuna from the waist down, skin smoothly changing to scales- the only difference between his tail and that of a yellowfin tuna was the distinct, bright orange sheen to his scales that could be seen in the light. He always got orange- it was the color of his dying will flame, his life force, so that part he had learned to expect. It was being half a fish he had trouble with. The new vertebrae and muscles and everything in that tail were difficult to figure out, especially the side to side movement from the waist down versus the automatic undulating up and down movement from the waist up. A dolphin-like tail truly would be much easier to use. But this was what he had. And surely he wouldn't have been given a tail that was impossible to use? ... No, it was entirely likely that he was given a tail that was impossible to use. He groaned. He hoped he was just being his loser self, though.
He swam in an erratic, slow, and ... well, clumsy pattern, the way an injured fish might, using his hands to propel himself forward more than his tail- they were webbed, but his arms got so tired, he wasn't making much progress this way. On the sides of his neck was a set of gills, and he was extremely grateful that they were not the sort of gills that needed water constantly moving over them in order to work, or else he'd be drowned at this point.
He stopped 'swimming', though, to stare suddenly at the sight. There were plenty of mermaids and mermen swimming around now (of which he himself was apparently an example of now), but- that one... The tail did indeed look like it was glittering with rubies. And that combined with the color of the woman's hair, well... he was fourteen, cut him a break, of course he was going to float there looking like someone had just punched him in the face.
"Ah..." Oddly enough, he could make sound underwater. It was... watery, like he was gargling it and talking at the same time, but intelligible.
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"Who are you?"
Bubbles left her mouth as she spoke, yet her words were still audible. How strange. And was he a tuna? Biting on her lower lip, Lily tried not to laugh. He seemed awfully young and she didn't want to embarrass him.
"My name's Lily." her green eyes glowed with an inhuman light. Mermaids were powerful creatures, after all.
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The boy smiled back, albeit a very awkward smile.
"Um. My name's Tsuna," he replied nervously, raising a webbed hand to rub at the back of his neck. Something about the way her eyes glowed like that was intimidating.
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