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boyguro
Заводной апельсин
EPISODE ONE
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slim
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Eli Mare
Eli wandered down the streets with her usual dreamy expression that caused others to shoot her weird looks. "Typical teenager, abusing drugs," some old people whispered amongst themselves as they shuffled on the farthest side of the sidewalk when they crossed paths. Eli always heard what they said but never took anything to heart. Instead, she dissected the sentence and picked out words that caught her interest. Drugs, she mused. Something that has a physiological effect when ingested or otherwise introduced into the body. The boy she had first asked what the word meant had just laughed and said it meant a good time. She turned to the dictionary and it proved a lot more useful.
The weather was colder than usual but Eli barely felt it. The ocean was always cold the further down you went. Still, the large jacket around her slim frame was a nice comfort. She came on land often and always had clothes hidden that she could slip on before going on her adventures. She learned a long time ago that humans were prudes. The jeans felt rough on her legs but were tight and felt like her tail, so it was a small comfort.
People were flowing downtown like a lazy river and Eli got swept up in it. She walked around the town with no intentions most of the time and this was no different. She liked being in a crowd like this, though. Families with loud-mouthed kids layered with jacket after jacket was all around her as they walked down the street. Cars seemed scarce and the streets were empty so Eli took the opportunity to walk right down the middle.
Her attention was caught by a familiar scent that made her stomach growl loudly. She had eaten fish earlier but that hardly compared with the food in that building. Eli made her way through the small throng of people and slipped into the colorful restaurant. Light-hearted music and warm light from overhead spilled on her and seemed like such a contrast from the dull gray outside world. A server greeted her immediately thanks to the cafe only having three customers and Eli was led to the bar. Her short frame was hard to get on top of the tall stools and she could see the waiter hiding a smile as she struggled. She finally clambered on top and turned back to the man with a victorious grin. He blushed a little before handing her the menu and scurrying off to the back. Eli gave it no thought and absentmindedly turned through the menu before putting it down and facing the small T.V with the news that could barely be heard over the music. The camera was showing the City Hall and people who had already gotten there early. So there was supposed to be a meeting? Hm. She'd have to head there soon. The waiter came and she ordered the mushroom swiss burger with fries and a large Sprite.She knew she had a time limit and so wolfed down the burger without a crumb to spare before turning to the fries next. Eli did it all while her eyes were glued to the T.V screen as the news anchor discussed the weird events that had happened in the past during this time of the year. She knew her kind's antics like the back of her hand, and this was undoubtedly mermaid and even siren activity. She herself had participated in some of it and she still felt guilty for scaring the old fishing man all those years ago. The waiter came back to gather the dishes and Eli got one last sip out of the glass before handing a crisp hundred dollar bill to him and walking out. Merta, an elder woman Eli had gotten close with, had always told her not to do that but the girl couldn't help herself, especially after she had heard college students that came home for break complain about loans and all that. Eli told Merta she was stingy and the old woman had just flipped her off. Good times.
Eli parted through the people like Moses and got to the front of the group. She loved being near all the action and she had never actually seen the mayor. The colorful mermaid shoved her hands in her pockets as she waited for the mayor's speech to the citizens of lachrymose.
open for interaction boi
The weather was colder than usual but Eli barely felt it. The ocean was always cold the further down you went. Still, the large jacket around her slim frame was a nice comfort. She came on land often and always had clothes hidden that she could slip on before going on her adventures. She learned a long time ago that humans were prudes. The jeans felt rough on her legs but were tight and felt like her tail, so it was a small comfort.
People were flowing downtown like a lazy river and Eli got swept up in it. She walked around the town with no intentions most of the time and this was no different. She liked being in a crowd like this, though. Families with loud-mouthed kids layered with jacket after jacket was all around her as they walked down the street. Cars seemed scarce and the streets were empty so Eli took the opportunity to walk right down the middle.
Her attention was caught by a familiar scent that made her stomach growl loudly. She had eaten fish earlier but that hardly compared with the food in that building. Eli made her way through the small throng of people and slipped into the colorful restaurant. Light-hearted music and warm light from overhead spilled on her and seemed like such a contrast from the dull gray outside world. A server greeted her immediately thanks to the cafe only having three customers and Eli was led to the bar. Her short frame was hard to get on top of the tall stools and she could see the waiter hiding a smile as she struggled. She finally clambered on top and turned back to the man with a victorious grin. He blushed a little before handing her the menu and scurrying off to the back. Eli gave it no thought and absentmindedly turned through the menu before putting it down and facing the small T.V with the news that could barely be heard over the music. The camera was showing the City Hall and people who had already gotten there early. So there was supposed to be a meeting? Hm. She'd have to head there soon. The waiter came and she ordered the mushroom swiss burger with fries and a large Sprite.She knew she had a time limit and so wolfed down the burger without a crumb to spare before turning to the fries next. Eli did it all while her eyes were glued to the T.V screen as the news anchor discussed the weird events that had happened in the past during this time of the year. She knew her kind's antics like the back of her hand, and this was undoubtedly mermaid and even siren activity. She herself had participated in some of it and she still felt guilty for scaring the old fishing man all those years ago. The waiter came back to gather the dishes and Eli got one last sip out of the glass before handing a crisp hundred dollar bill to him and walking out. Merta, an elder woman Eli had gotten close with, had always told her not to do that but the girl couldn't help herself, especially after she had heard college students that came home for break complain about loans and all that. Eli told Merta she was stingy and the old woman had just flipped her off. Good times.
Eli parted through the people like Moses and got to the front of the group. She loved being near all the action and she had never actually seen the mayor. The colorful mermaid shoved her hands in her pockets as she waited for the mayor's speech to the citizens of lachrymose.
open for interaction boi
code by pasta
nymphadora.
𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙬𝙗𝙤𝙮.
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boyguro
Заводной апельсин
― elijah riddle.
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24. MALE. HUMAN.
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deer
ғɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡɪɴɢs & sᴏᴀʀ
meet me where the sky touches the sea. . .
. . .wait for me where the world begins
codedby@meraki.
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nymphadora.
𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙬𝙗𝙤𝙮.
code by arctic
r e i
-- the lost king --
boyguro
Заводной апельсин
coded by @sadvalentine |
Animent
/div]
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Animent
/div]― nathan morte.
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383. MALE. MERMAID.
LOCATION downtown ┋ MOOD amused
TAGS
deer
pulpfiction
TAGS
deer
pulpfiction
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slim
destroyer
Carlo
Carlo had stopped swimming in the ocean and he was clearly agitated.
He hated this time of year when sirens and mermaids alike flocked around (and sometimes in) the small coastal town. Carlo was pretty territorial but he had grown up and no longer felt the need to defend the town as if he was the sole inhabitant. Instead, he quietly retreated and waited out the gathering of his kin.
Still, the ocean called to him and he longed for the saltwater and its cool touch. Instead, he bobbed in a tank meant for a dolphin in a tiny, run-down version of sea world that had died shortly after opening. It hadn’t helped that Carlo was responsible for freeing the dolphins.
The tank was 8 feet deep and 12 x 12ft and Carlo floated listlessly on his back with the occasional movement of his tail. It did little to satisfy him but it was something. Carlo let out a sigh and swam to the other side and leaned over to peer at his wristwatch laying on the neat pile of clothes. His shift was about to start.
The plain white T-shirt was pulled on and the rest followed. He wriggled to get the black jeans on and finally his socks and white Vans before heading out. Gray clouds and nippy weather greeted him as he trudged through the town. He was greeted by people, mostly older folks who Carlo did odd jobs for. One lady called him her “guardian angel,” but that was due to him just telling her to get a CAT scan after he got a vision from the future of her fairly close to death. The older lady was surprised to hear about the tumor in her head and gotten care immediately and had now been cancer free for two years. His visions weren’t something he could just call upon whenever he decided but instead came when they felt like it. Visions of the future could always be changed and did so by even the smallest things. Present visions made Carlo feel like he was spying on people while past visions always dug up dirt on someone. It was an ok ability but Carlo didn’t enjoy the few seconds were he looked like he was suffering a stroke as the vision came to him.
Carlo's job was pretty much an intern job at an insurance company but he did get paid. All he did was mostly clean and run errands, but today he was passing out flyers. City Hall was teeming with citizens of lachrymose and Carlo got to work, secretly hoping he got done before the mayor came out and gave her boring speech.
He hated this time of year when sirens and mermaids alike flocked around (and sometimes in) the small coastal town. Carlo was pretty territorial but he had grown up and no longer felt the need to defend the town as if he was the sole inhabitant. Instead, he quietly retreated and waited out the gathering of his kin.
Still, the ocean called to him and he longed for the saltwater and its cool touch. Instead, he bobbed in a tank meant for a dolphin in a tiny, run-down version of sea world that had died shortly after opening. It hadn’t helped that Carlo was responsible for freeing the dolphins.
The tank was 8 feet deep and 12 x 12ft and Carlo floated listlessly on his back with the occasional movement of his tail. It did little to satisfy him but it was something. Carlo let out a sigh and swam to the other side and leaned over to peer at his wristwatch laying on the neat pile of clothes. His shift was about to start.
The plain white T-shirt was pulled on and the rest followed. He wriggled to get the black jeans on and finally his socks and white Vans before heading out. Gray clouds and nippy weather greeted him as he trudged through the town. He was greeted by people, mostly older folks who Carlo did odd jobs for. One lady called him her “guardian angel,” but that was due to him just telling her to get a CAT scan after he got a vision from the future of her fairly close to death. The older lady was surprised to hear about the tumor in her head and gotten care immediately and had now been cancer free for two years. His visions weren’t something he could just call upon whenever he decided but instead came when they felt like it. Visions of the future could always be changed and did so by even the smallest things. Present visions made Carlo feel like he was spying on people while past visions always dug up dirt on someone. It was an ok ability but Carlo didn’t enjoy the few seconds were he looked like he was suffering a stroke as the vision came to him.
Carlo's job was pretty much an intern job at an insurance company but he did get paid. All he did was mostly clean and run errands, but today he was passing out flyers. City Hall was teeming with citizens of lachrymose and Carlo got to work, secretly hoping he got done before the mayor came out and gave her boring speech.
/coded by allure/
pulpfiction
can i get a fucken uhhhhhhhhh
by youngjae
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deer
ғɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡɪɴɢs & sᴏᴀʀ
meet me where the sky touches the sea. . .
. . .wait for me where the world begins
codedby@meraki.
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boyguro
Заводной апельсин
― cyrus irvine.
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903. MALE. SIREN.
boyguro
Заводной апельсин
coded by @sadvalentine |
Animent
/div]
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Animent
/div]― nathan morte.
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383. MALE. MERMAID.
LOCATION city hall ┋ MOOD angry
TAGS
deer
pulpfiction
nymphadora.
TAGS
deer
pulpfiction
nymphadora.
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slim
destroyer
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Eli Mare
Eli was out of it as usual and was standing in the very front of the crowd with a small, dazed smile on her face as she stood there. The large coat nearly swallowed her small figure and her hands were deep inside the pockets. She was as cozy as could be and enjoyed being in a crowd. Their chatter faded in the background for the most part as she daydreamed of far off lands. Talon disturbed her reverie and brought her from the sandy beaches of Australia to the dull grey city of lachrymose. Her smile grew more intense as she gazed at the mischief maker and curtsied in reply to his bow as if she was a grand duchess.
"This day and been absolutely splendid, truly. It's even better now that I have your companionship." Eli said in a bit of a British accent, but her laughter soon caused her to go back to her normal wispy voice.
"It feels like ages since I last saw you. Can't blame you, of course, we're from two different worlds." She tilted her head a bit as she thought about it. She often forgot about how weird their relationship was. A siren and mermaid? Highly frowned upon. Still, Eli wasn't much for labels or restrictions. She was about to comment once more but she heard shouts. Eli was too short to see over the heads of everyone and her curiosity was piqued, even if she did dislike violence. She wrapped her fingers around Talon's wrist and pulled him towards the source of the noise. She held her arm out in front of her as an effort to part the bodies around her like water but people didn't need to think twice as they saw the much larger person she was towing behind her. The crowd vanished suddenly and Eli saw a weird scene unfold in front of her. There were a lot of things to take in but Eli recognized blood quite easily. Her instincts kicked in and soon she was releasing Talon and running to the boy on the ground. She didn't stop to think that she could be in danger and instead kneeled in front of the boy who was struggling to get up. Warm, yellow light gathered in her palm but quickly vanished.
She didn't want to disturb the boy if he was a human. She had always been bad at recognizing mermaids and sirens alike on land, but as she saw the boy spit out blood she decided he would have an interesting tale to tell when this was over. The light collected in her palms once more and she was covering his eye while gazing into the other and then the small crowd around them.
She realized what she had gotten into when she saw the girl who looked like she was carved out of marble. Her beauty was incredible but scary at the same time. It was..ethereal. Supernatural. The glimmer in her eye was something that Eli had recognized in her own friend Talon sometimes.
Of course, she'd stumble into a group of sirens. Was the boy she was currently healing a siren as well? She didn't discriminate, but she felt like they would be happy to.
A bit of fear settled in but she was already invested now.
heck me
"This day and been absolutely splendid, truly. It's even better now that I have your companionship." Eli said in a bit of a British accent, but her laughter soon caused her to go back to her normal wispy voice.
"It feels like ages since I last saw you. Can't blame you, of course, we're from two different worlds." She tilted her head a bit as she thought about it. She often forgot about how weird their relationship was. A siren and mermaid? Highly frowned upon. Still, Eli wasn't much for labels or restrictions. She was about to comment once more but she heard shouts. Eli was too short to see over the heads of everyone and her curiosity was piqued, even if she did dislike violence. She wrapped her fingers around Talon's wrist and pulled him towards the source of the noise. She held her arm out in front of her as an effort to part the bodies around her like water but people didn't need to think twice as they saw the much larger person she was towing behind her. The crowd vanished suddenly and Eli saw a weird scene unfold in front of her. There were a lot of things to take in but Eli recognized blood quite easily. Her instincts kicked in and soon she was releasing Talon and running to the boy on the ground. She didn't stop to think that she could be in danger and instead kneeled in front of the boy who was struggling to get up. Warm, yellow light gathered in her palm but quickly vanished.
She didn't want to disturb the boy if he was a human. She had always been bad at recognizing mermaids and sirens alike on land, but as she saw the boy spit out blood she decided he would have an interesting tale to tell when this was over. The light collected in her palms once more and she was covering his eye while gazing into the other and then the small crowd around them.
She realized what she had gotten into when she saw the girl who looked like she was carved out of marble. Her beauty was incredible but scary at the same time. It was..ethereal. Supernatural. The glimmer in her eye was something that Eli had recognized in her own friend Talon sometimes.
Of course, she'd stumble into a group of sirens. Was the boy she was currently healing a siren as well? She didn't discriminate, but she felt like they would be happy to.
A bit of fear settled in but she was already invested now.
heck me
code by pasta
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destroyer
Carlo
Carlo weaved his way through the crowd of people with the flyers in hand with a bored expression on his face. This was the largest amount of people Carlo had been near in a very long time and he found it rather unpleasant. Still, he did enjoy the feeling of being with other people that didn't even know him. It was difficult to explain and the more he thought about it the harder it was to try to formulate into words. Perhaps the saying "she was alone in the crowd" was the simplest way to say it. His hand was catching a cramp from holding the flyers and nobody was very eager to take them. Carlo resorted to dumping them in unsuspected people's bags and even went as far to shove three in a baby stroller. The kid burbled happily and began chewing on it and Carlo had slipped off before the parent could notice.
The weather began to pick up and the wind was sending Carlo's bang (he had been planning to cut it for three months now) into his eyes and Carlo was spending more time trying to fix it than focus on his job. He finally decided to lay the flyers down on the ground as he tried smashing his bang down and curling it under his ear until people started running into him. One jostled his arm and ruined his hard work and Carlo let out a huff of annoyance.
Space cleared enough for him to see two figures fighting. Carlo was rarely involved in fights, especially ones between his kind. He sensed the weather was probably one of his own's doing and the humans had clearly noticed some weird shit taking place that they were scared of. Hell, Carlo would follow their lead. He ignored the flyers he had left on the ground and followed the panicking humans. One burly man shoved Carlo a bit too hard and Carlo's slim figure went flying into someone else's back.
It started before he could even speak.
Black tinted his vision and he felt like he was diving underwater but his body grew cold like ice. It was like he was watching a slide show and images splayed across the screen. He was now that person and he was at a lighthouse. Carlo's lighthouse. The body Carlo was in was tending to the light with a familiarity that could only be learned after years of doing it. The image changed again and he was with a stoic man that he recognized as his father, or at least, the father of the person he was in. The image changed again as Carlo was ruffling through some papers. Mariah Riddle, suicide. The image of his hands gripping the folder wavered as if it was a disturbed water and then the folder was replaced with the image of strewn papers and a pressing worry as the body of Elijah Riddle discovered his brother wasn’t truly who he was.
Carlo’s body let out a gasp as he finally gained consciousness and control of his body. His surroundings came rushing back and soon he was once more in lachrymose while thunder raged and lightning soon followed with a large crack.
Carlo faced the boy who was now supposedly running his lighthouse and the keeper of a very, very important secret with no words he could summon.
The weather began to pick up and the wind was sending Carlo's bang (he had been planning to cut it for three months now) into his eyes and Carlo was spending more time trying to fix it than focus on his job. He finally decided to lay the flyers down on the ground as he tried smashing his bang down and curling it under his ear until people started running into him. One jostled his arm and ruined his hard work and Carlo let out a huff of annoyance.
Space cleared enough for him to see two figures fighting. Carlo was rarely involved in fights, especially ones between his kind. He sensed the weather was probably one of his own's doing and the humans had clearly noticed some weird shit taking place that they were scared of. Hell, Carlo would follow their lead. He ignored the flyers he had left on the ground and followed the panicking humans. One burly man shoved Carlo a bit too hard and Carlo's slim figure went flying into someone else's back.
It started before he could even speak.
Black tinted his vision and he felt like he was diving underwater but his body grew cold like ice. It was like he was watching a slide show and images splayed across the screen. He was now that person and he was at a lighthouse. Carlo's lighthouse. The body Carlo was in was tending to the light with a familiarity that could only be learned after years of doing it. The image changed again and he was with a stoic man that he recognized as his father, or at least, the father of the person he was in. The image changed again as Carlo was ruffling through some papers. Mariah Riddle, suicide. The image of his hands gripping the folder wavered as if it was a disturbed water and then the folder was replaced with the image of strewn papers and a pressing worry as the body of Elijah Riddle discovered his brother wasn’t truly who he was.
Carlo’s body let out a gasp as he finally gained consciousness and control of his body. His surroundings came rushing back and soon he was once more in lachrymose while thunder raged and lightning soon followed with a large crack.
Carlo faced the boy who was now supposedly running his lighthouse and the keeper of a very, very important secret with no words he could summon.
/coded by allure/
r e i
-- the lost king --
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nymphadora.
𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙬𝙗𝙤𝙮.
code by arctic
pulpfiction
can i get a fucken uhhhhhhhhh
by youngjae
boyguro
Заводной апельсин
― elijah riddle.
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24. MALE. HUMAN.
boyguro
Заводной апельсин
EPISODE ONE, PHASE TWO
code by pasta
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slim
destroyer
Carlo
Carlo's chest was still heaving and his body felt like it had been electrocuted as he tried to gather himself. The boy who had caused this was giving him a concerned look while the girl next to him had the same facial expression. Humans really had a thing for staring and it's what annoyed the hybrid the most. Still, he was just as curious about the boy. Elijah. He was a bit miffed at this frail human taking it upon himself to watch Carlo's lighthouse. Carlo did that already...kind of. All you really needed to do with it was station yourself in front of it near the water to make sure mermaids and sirens alike didn't get close to it. Carlo had even added a tunnel that led to the ocean he had concealed. Did the human boy know about that? Carlo eyed Elijah warily as if he didn't know whether he wanted to lunge at him or not until a giant boom of thunder rocked the earth and lightning lit up the sky with a ferocious light. It was time to go.
The humans were still staring at him until the weather grew worse and shook the earth. Carlo had seen storms such as these in the ocean, the ones that made twenty-foot waves rise and crash down that could destroy ships with ease. This was no different but Carlo wasn't exactly in his element and this storm was being fueled by an angry siren or mermaid. He heard Elijah's frantic yelling above the commotion of the storm to get to safety. Carlo honestly wanted to return to the ocean and swim away from this commotion. Mermaids and sirens together always led to a disaster, but then again he felt kind of tied to the place. He couldn't let these idiots tear the place to the ground. Carlo huffed in annoyance and then turned to the humans. Without a word, he nudged them towards the rows of shops.
"We can take shelter at the Seaside Cafe." Carlo said in a gruff voice that could barely be heard over the storm. People were still running and panicking so Carlo kept a hand glued to the smalls of Elijah and the girl's backs as they made their way through the crowd. They almost got ran over someone with an electric scooter and Carlo had to grab the back of their shirts before they got plowed over. The rain had started pouring down and Carlo's hair soon was drenched and his clothes were clinging to his body. Carlo opened the door to the cafe and the three of them rushed in. The temperature was warm and the restaurant smelled heavenly and Carlo wrung out his shirt before turning to the other two.
"If you have anyone you care for, I'd get in contact with them. This storm is nothing you've seen yet." Carlo said as he turned to the window near a booth and tried fixing his wet ringlets. A few people entered the cafe and soon were stomping their boots and wringing water out of their clothes just as Carlo had done some moments before. Their chatter about the events prior was a little too loud for the hybrid's liking and he shot them annoyed looks as he sunk into the booth. The employees were scurrying around in a frenzied panic as the lights flickered overhead and the T.V hummed as it showed nothing but static. Carlo would have preferred to evacuate somewhere much farther than downtown lachrymose but hopefully, the storm would die down after someone got the person who caused it calmed down.
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The humans were still staring at him until the weather grew worse and shook the earth. Carlo had seen storms such as these in the ocean, the ones that made twenty-foot waves rise and crash down that could destroy ships with ease. This was no different but Carlo wasn't exactly in his element and this storm was being fueled by an angry siren or mermaid. He heard Elijah's frantic yelling above the commotion of the storm to get to safety. Carlo honestly wanted to return to the ocean and swim away from this commotion. Mermaids and sirens together always led to a disaster, but then again he felt kind of tied to the place. He couldn't let these idiots tear the place to the ground. Carlo huffed in annoyance and then turned to the humans. Without a word, he nudged them towards the rows of shops.
"We can take shelter at the Seaside Cafe." Carlo said in a gruff voice that could barely be heard over the storm. People were still running and panicking so Carlo kept a hand glued to the smalls of Elijah and the girl's backs as they made their way through the crowd. They almost got ran over someone with an electric scooter and Carlo had to grab the back of their shirts before they got plowed over. The rain had started pouring down and Carlo's hair soon was drenched and his clothes were clinging to his body. Carlo opened the door to the cafe and the three of them rushed in. The temperature was warm and the restaurant smelled heavenly and Carlo wrung out his shirt before turning to the other two.
"If you have anyone you care for, I'd get in contact with them. This storm is nothing you've seen yet." Carlo said as he turned to the window near a booth and tried fixing his wet ringlets. A few people entered the cafe and soon were stomping their boots and wringing water out of their clothes just as Carlo had done some moments before. Their chatter about the events prior was a little too loud for the hybrid's liking and he shot them annoyed looks as he sunk into the booth. The employees were scurrying around in a frenzied panic as the lights flickered overhead and the T.V hummed as it showed nothing but static. Carlo would have preferred to evacuate somewhere much farther than downtown lachrymose but hopefully, the storm would die down after someone got the person who caused it calmed down.
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/coded by allure/
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nymphadora.
𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙬𝙗𝙤𝙮.
code by arctic
r e i
-- the lost king --
slim
destroyer
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Eli Mare
Eli's hands were glowling like a mini lightshow as she focused it over the man who had been injured. He had been struggling to get to his knees but Eli's gentle grasp of her hands on both sides of his face kept him down for now. She was fully aware of the surreal sirens behind her as she worked and she was honestly afraid of what they would do. She wasn't a judgemental person, but some sirens truly were evil or at least willing to harm mermaids simply because they were mermaids. Her nerves were shot at this point but she kept her shaky hands leveled with the male's face. The blood dried and the wound from his busted lip closed. She moved to his nose that looked like it was pointing in the wrong direction.
"This might hurt," Eli said and wasted no time popping the man's nose back in place and immediately turning her healing light on it.
The weather was picking up now and Eli could barely see as the wind sent her hair whipping into her eyes. When the rain starting pelting her, she used her powers to create a bubble around herself and the man where the rain couldn't touch them.
She was working on the cut above the man's eye when a firm grip on her arm pulled her to her feet. Her gaze met the furious expression of Talon who was glaring at the crowd around them and Eli noticed the nervous energy dancing at his fingertips. If Talon was unnerved, then the situation must truly be bad.
The two were off soon after and Eli's short form was pretty much being dragged by Talon. The cobblestones were slick with rain and mud that was forming giant puddles and a telephone pole almost crushed them as it fell with a groan. Eli was focused on redirecting the rain so it wouldn't lash against there skin and get in their eyes.
She could tell Talon's uncertainty to where they should take refuge and Eli decided to take over. She saw the familiar restaurant among the cluster of buildings and directed the two of them to it.
The bells above the door jangled as they rushed in and eyes fixed on them. Unlike most of the others, they were dry but everyone had the same nervous expression. Rain thrashed against the windows and the wind howling was the only noise that could be heard. There were no familar faces among the small crowd that had gathered and Eli stood a bit closer next to her siren companion.
"What exactly are we going to do next?" Eli asked, her voice barely being able to be heard over the commotion of the storm outside.
eskeet
"This might hurt," Eli said and wasted no time popping the man's nose back in place and immediately turning her healing light on it.
The weather was picking up now and Eli could barely see as the wind sent her hair whipping into her eyes. When the rain starting pelting her, she used her powers to create a bubble around herself and the man where the rain couldn't touch them.
She was working on the cut above the man's eye when a firm grip on her arm pulled her to her feet. Her gaze met the furious expression of Talon who was glaring at the crowd around them and Eli noticed the nervous energy dancing at his fingertips. If Talon was unnerved, then the situation must truly be bad.
The two were off soon after and Eli's short form was pretty much being dragged by Talon. The cobblestones were slick with rain and mud that was forming giant puddles and a telephone pole almost crushed them as it fell with a groan. Eli was focused on redirecting the rain so it wouldn't lash against there skin and get in their eyes.
She could tell Talon's uncertainty to where they should take refuge and Eli decided to take over. She saw the familiar restaurant among the cluster of buildings and directed the two of them to it.
The bells above the door jangled as they rushed in and eyes fixed on them. Unlike most of the others, they were dry but everyone had the same nervous expression. Rain thrashed against the windows and the wind howling was the only noise that could be heard. There were no familar faces among the small crowd that had gathered and Eli stood a bit closer next to her siren companion.
"What exactly are we going to do next?" Eli asked, her voice barely being able to be heard over the commotion of the storm outside.
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