12-12-2017, 06:41 PM
god make me pay
like the devil i am
like the devil i am
He has startled her, terrified her, and for the first time in his life he hadn’t meant to.
She glances around frantically, bubbles cascading upwards from the jerky movements of her neck and head, her eyes looking at him and then looking past him, and then at him again. He is hard to see, and even with the brilliant sunlight refracting through the water and onto his liquified form, the water-vixen still struggles to figure out where he is within the water compared to her, and curiously, he inches closer without hesitation. Her voice reaches out to him through the water’s pressure, and he brings it to his ears with one fluid thought of his mind.
‘What do you want from me?’
That still proves to be seen; but it is a question he cannot answer, and will not answer.
She propels herself nearer to him, like the fish he sees within the deep with their fins expertly slicing through the water. It’s curious, ever so curious...
‘Where do you come from?’
To this, he knew the answer.
“The ocean,” he says, his voice warbling with the water that bubbles in his throat. “The deepest, darkest parts...” The blackness of his eyes prove it as he materializes before her, a pattern of pearl and evergreen standing before her. Kelp and seaweed are mangled in his iridescent and green mane, floating hauntingly around him as he allows himself to be fully seen by her - not just the sunlit and warbling form of a ghost. No, he is real, very real.
His abilities allow him to bend the water where he needed and wished it to go, as well as create parts of himself into the river’s water so that he may breathe steadily and as naturally as if he was on land. He tilts his head, the swift pull of the current tugging at his mane and tail, but he remains still and grounded as he forces the water to hold him down. “You are - of the ocean, too?” He asks, wondering how deep she has swam, what monsters she has seen, and if she ever thought she would ever see a creature like himself. She is a stunning creature herself - fish-like in nearly every part of her, and he desperately wishes to keep her here, with him.
She glances around frantically, bubbles cascading upwards from the jerky movements of her neck and head, her eyes looking at him and then looking past him, and then at him again. He is hard to see, and even with the brilliant sunlight refracting through the water and onto his liquified form, the water-vixen still struggles to figure out where he is within the water compared to her, and curiously, he inches closer without hesitation. Her voice reaches out to him through the water’s pressure, and he brings it to his ears with one fluid thought of his mind.
‘What do you want from me?’
That still proves to be seen; but it is a question he cannot answer, and will not answer.
She propels herself nearer to him, like the fish he sees within the deep with their fins expertly slicing through the water. It’s curious, ever so curious...
‘Where do you come from?’
To this, he knew the answer.
“The ocean,” he says, his voice warbling with the water that bubbles in his throat. “The deepest, darkest parts...” The blackness of his eyes prove it as he materializes before her, a pattern of pearl and evergreen standing before her. Kelp and seaweed are mangled in his iridescent and green mane, floating hauntingly around him as he allows himself to be fully seen by her - not just the sunlit and warbling form of a ghost. No, he is real, very real.
His abilities allow him to bend the water where he needed and wished it to go, as well as create parts of himself into the river’s water so that he may breathe steadily and as naturally as if he was on land. He tilts his head, the swift pull of the current tugging at his mane and tail, but he remains still and grounded as he forces the water to hold him down. “You are - of the ocean, too?” He asks, wondering how deep she has swam, what monsters she has seen, and if she ever thought she would ever see a creature like himself. She is a stunning creature herself - fish-like in nearly every part of her, and he desperately wishes to keep her here, with him.
m a u g r i m.
@[Nyxa]