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tallulah serene dagney
 Posted: Jan 28 2018, 03:18 PM
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if only i could make them understand.

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sadness, sadness
swallowed you, quiet, still and deep, it was simpler back then

Ariel swam as fast as she could, her heart fair to beat right out of her chest from the exertion. It had been far too long since she had done anything of the sort that she was silently kicking herself for being so shortsighted. This was no casual exercise, however, as great waterbound beasts gave chase. There had to be an entire pod of...whatever they were. Not quite sharks but definitely not anything friendly either and apparently hungry. Even as she was attempting to flee from a fate of becoming their next meal, she wasn't at all confident she'd get away. In the open water, there was no place to hide, no obstacles to twist and dodge and hope to catch the beasts up. Similarly, the monsters had come practically from nowhere. First just a shadow in the depths that grew bigger and separated slowly before she even realized the danger they posed. It was difficult feeling so small and helpless, scurrying in fear without any hope of defending herself. When she got back to San Francisco, if she got out of this scrape, maybe she'd look into...learning something other than how to run away. Or swim away, as the case may be.

For now, all she could concentrate on was keeping her tail moving even as she felt herself beginning to tire. Only desperation and that stubborn will of hers kept her knifing through the water at a reckless speed. Reckless only because, under other circumstances, making any sudden stops would likely end in disaster. As it was, a worse disaster was violently chomping at her fins. A small squeak escaped her throat as she heard monstrous jaws viciously clamp shut, her tail recoiling instinctively. That small hesitation cost her and mindlessly she switched direction in hopes of regaining some distance, all the while berating herself. She hadn't meant to linger in the animated world as long as she had. Honestly, she didn't know what possessed her. There was little for her here except memories that only seemed to make her more sad than anything else. Having reconnected with so many of her sisters on the other side of the portal, Ariel couldn't help but admit that Atlantica had been on her mind more and more often as of late. Yet, she had no desire to search out the ruins. She wanted to remember her home as it had been, not as it likely was now.

Still, she couldn't help the tug of nostalgia or the way the portal called to her. The sensation of feeling water across her skin, of the agility of her tail, had delighted her for a little while. She'd reveled in the feeling of being so free in the water again as a mermaid -- more than she expected to. Ariel enjoyed her life as a human on land, loved it, but this part of her still held her a portion of her heart. Likely it always would, no matter how well she integrated with those in the real world and the young woman hadn't yet quite reconciled these two halves enough to make sense of it all. Only that she felt guilty for wanting the best of both of them. Not that she was likely to have that now if she couldn't escape.

Being so focused on what was ahead of her, she hadn't noticed that the pod had begun to separate, to spread out. Her tactic of changing directions had only served to help them surround her. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught the shadow of one zooming towards her from the side and let out a cry, careening to the side -- and right into the path of another. The ocean stole the tears that had begun to well from her eyes even as fear threatened to choke her. She was so tired but she dove further into the depths, downward and, to her relief, the beasts slowed as they attempted to follow. Panting, Ariel knew she couldn't keep this up much longer but the mermaid had no idea how far she was from the portal or even if it had opened again. The feeling of desolation was rapidly overtaking her willfulness even as she continued to swim, desperately trying to figure a way out.



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 Posted: Mar 31 2018, 07:19 AM
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When he ran his kingdom, he had routine. Every day might had been different, and varied; but most days it was the same, or it was routine. Morning meetings, afternoon outings, evenings with the family. He was kept busy, and though it seemed he had little time for the family, he had always made sure to spend some time with them. In the morning as they awoke, the evening dinner - if he was lucky he might even catch some lunch with them. Attina was the daughter he had spent most of his time with - teaching her the ways of the kingdom, and of course the trident. She was the heir, and it was expected of her to take over when he was no longer here, or able. He missed that time, as well as his family time. It kept him sane, though some might believe him too hurt to spend time with his family, think that he was unable to face his daughters after the death of his wife Athena… and for a time he might had been. Before music came back to the Kingdom.

Now the music was gone again, and King Triton was left with an empty kingdom and a routine of a different sort. If you could call it a routine, being on guard all the time. He wasn’t always home, the ocean was a vast place with seven seas. It was a lot smaller now, or so it seemed. The Darkness had infected so much that there were areas that you just had to avoid. Yet still it creeps upon every territory it can grab up. It took all his power, and the fight of his men and maids to keep it at bay. It was tiring work, but King Triton was a stubborn man - he wasn’t going to give up his home without a fight. Even if that fight was hopeless and would more likely be the death of him, he would rather fight to his death than be someone that ran away from his duties.

He floated, flipping his fin every now and again to keep himself in place. He was on the lookout, being a believer in setting an example. He would never expect his people to do anything he wouldn’t do himself. And being so short-handed it was only fair that he pulled his weight around the place. It wasn’t his job, and back before the Darkness he didn’t need to do this - none of them did really. It was peaceful back then. Alive with the sound of music and his daughters. Everything seemed so quiet without them, and though he had found Arista, and when he crosses back over some others, he couldn’t abandon his duty. He was King of the Seven Seas, and he was bound to serve and protect them. Still, it was boring work keeping watch, and he almost found himself wishing that something would happen so he could give chase. Just a little skirmish to liven things up a bit…

One should always be careful what they wish for. No sooner did the thought appear when something in the gloom far off. It seemed nothing more than a shadow, but he knew what such a large bulk meant. It could be a whale, but it was not, not going at the speed it was going at, or a shark, it was the wrong shape for that. It was soon followed by others and Leo, curious as well as bored more than anything, took off after them. It would take him out into open waters, but in truth there were very few safe places to be, even their camps for they did not have the magics that the land-lubbers seemed to have to protect theirs. For a fleeting moment he almost wondered if Ursula would had offered some form of protection… well, he supposed he would never know. They would just have to be content with the power of the trident - it had become as much a symbol of their resistance as it had his kingdom.

He had soon caught up with the shadows, enough to see that they were anything but. Monsters, like sharks but more warped and misshapen, but ferocious looking. A flash of red caught his eye and the colour reminded him so much of someone panic set in. Was it Ariel? If it was she was in danger, and even if it wasn’t, someone needed his help. He set aside the the last time they saw one another, the fight about his daughter exploring the sunken human ship. How long ago it seemed now, and how inconsequential the fight, it meant nothing in the grand scheme of things. Yet this could be his chance to make things right, or at the very least start on the path to forgiveness. With renewed vigour he went around the beasts, trying to catch sight of the innocent in need of his aid. When he saw Ariel diving down into the deep chasm, he fired off his first shot, hitting one of the beasts and wounding it.

It let out a horrible sound, distracting the others from their pursuit of his youngest daughter and turning their attention to him. With a stormy look he turned his full wrath on the beasts. Aiming his trident he shot, a golden, almost blinding light at the dark beasts. For all their size, they were unable to move quick enough to avoid his mark. He swerved to avoid the charging as he stabbed with his trident to push them away before again taking aim and wounding the beast. There was another horrible cry and seeing that he was not easy pray, they decided to scarper. They’d be back another time he was sure, with more no doubt. He sent off a last warning shot, just to make sure they wouldn’t be returning too soon. He needed time to get Ariel and himself away somewhere safer. But what would happen when they got there he was not sure. He’d cross that bridge when he gets to it, but for now he needed to get Ariel back up out of the chasm before she is lost to him again.

“Ariel?” He called down tentatively, wary almost. He didn’t want to have the wrong person, yet he felt sure it was her. It had to be surely - only she could get herself into this kind of trouble. He sighed, berating himself for such a thought. She had returned, she was here - that should be good enough for him and he just wanted to make sure she was safe. “They are gone, but we should get somewhere safer incase they return.” He waited for her to come back up, a hopeful look on his face, tinged with a little sad smile as he saw her signature red mop of hair. She was so like her mother, but so like him when it came to temperament. He opened up his arms, beckoning her towards him.

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 Posted: Apr 25 2018, 11:39 PM
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if only i could make them understand.

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sadness, sadness
swallowed you, quiet, still and deep, it was simpler back then

Seemingly surrounded on all sides by the sea monsters, time inexplicably seemed to slow for the redheaded mermaid. Not that she was thinking clearly enough to utilize those calm seconds wisely. Instead, it was memories that took up the majority of the space in her brain. Perhaps it was true what they said: your life really did flash before your eyes just before you died. There were lots of things she remembered about Atlantica, about her family and her childhood. Swimming with her sisters in that cove just before the human's ship arrived that changed everything. That had been a happy time even if it had ended in tragedy and Ariel could still feel the warmth of the sun, could still hear her sister's laughter as they all clung to their father. Back then, he had been strong enough to hold all of them up. She couldn't have imagined a time when he wouldn't be able to. It hadn't even occurred to her then to think otherwise.

She couldn't pinpoint an exact time when she'd stopped believing that to be true either. Oh, she could come up with reasons for it but the moment it happened? The moment her father had turned from indomitable hero to flawed merman? The how's and why's were there, all children grew up eventually, but not the when. She hadn't loved him any less in the change but it had been difficult to understand him then. As he had failed to understand her. And she had tried and tried and tried to make him understand her. It was like somewhere between that day in the cove and the day the darkness had come, a wall had been erected, somehow in secret, right between them and, no matter how much they tried, they couldn't seem to get across it. The last time they'd spoken it had been with harsh words in raised voices and she....she'd swum away.

Ariel didn't know why, in these sparse few moments she was fairly would be her last, it was this her mind had decided to fixate on. There would never been any going back. Never a chance to fix things. Never another opportunity to break down that wall. She didn't even know where he was or whether he'd made it out like some of her sisters had. Yet, while the thought had occurred to her that she might never see him again, somehow it had never seemed real until now.

And like that, reality came back to her. The monsters circled, coming closer, corralling her in. She'd been in dangerous situations before though none before now had ever seemed quite so dire. Still, she wasn't one to give up when things seemed impossible. Until all was said and done, there was always a chance. A chance. As the redhead had been turning, seeing the creatures on all sides, it occurred to her to look downwards. The depths continued on and on for who knew how far but there it was, her chance. At that moment, the monsters seemed to converge on her, launching themselves in her direction. But the petite mermaid had darted downwards, head over flipper, and swam with a renewed energy. The screeching that rippled through the water made her wince and swim harder in fear the monsters' fury would catch her before she'd found somewhere to hide them out.

Instead, she heard a series of blasts from above her and paused only when she realized she was no longer being pursued. Her chest rising and falling with fear and adrenaline, she darted into the shadows of the chasm, hugging the rocky wall as she turned her gaze upwards. Blue eyes rounded at the final golden streak of power that cut across the water, fingers digging into the wall as another cry went out. Then it went quiet. Ariel was shocked to realize she was trembling as she pressed her back against the rock, one palm pressed flat over her rapidly beating heart. There was no way...

Then she heard her name and her heart stopped completely. She might as well have not heard anything else for a buzzing sound began in her ears as she peered up into the open water. She couldn't quite make out his features, his face obscured by distance and shadow, but she'd know his silhouette anywhere. How often had those arms carried her? How often had she sat on his shoulders and felt safest? What if it was all a trick? Her heart tripped over itself in an effort to restart as she slowly rose out of the chasm, fearful and hopeful all at once. "Daddy...?" Her voice sounded weak -- a wobbling, childlike thing she couldn't seem to get control of through the power of her emotions. Still a distance away, she squinted towards him. "Is it really you?"



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 Posted: Jul 4 2018, 01:36 PM
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He was still shocked to see her, but he had to remain calm. Once they were out of harms away, somewhere safe, then he can let his feelings known. For now, he remained ever stoic, the only crack being when she said his name - ‘Daddy’. His features softened and he smiled at her, beckoning her towards him once more. “It’s me Ariel, my pearl.” He wanted nothing more than to hug her at that moment, to reassure her that she was safe now. But this was not the time or place. The creatures could return at any moment, and they had a way to go before they were undercover again.

Truth was, Triton was not sure how to react around her. He wanted to just lift her and spin her around. To show her his joy that she was alive, that he had reunited with her! But their last meeting stopped him. They had both said harsh words then, and yes he had regretted them as much as they needed to be said. But the Darkness can put many things into a different perspective. Not long after Ariel ran off, and he sent that search party out to find her, the Darkness swept in. They were underprepared for such an ambush. They never saw it coming, the sea seemed to go mad, he felt he had no control. And she was missing in the middle of it!

He would never have forgiven himself if she had been lost to him forever. That they never had the chance to mend their bond. Three years, or was it more? Was a long time to think. To release the stubbornness of that time, to realise that he was wrong to push her away. “Come, Ariel, we best leave here and get somewhere safe.” She had grown up so much in the time they had been separated, she now a grown-up, yet he still saw the little girl she was. She was scared, and he wished he was better at comforting her, but his only concern right now was getting to one of the resistance safe caves.

tallulah serene dagney lmk if you need more, but I thought before they just go to the cave you'd want to react first <3
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 Posted: Aug 9 2018, 01:36 PM
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if only i could make them understand.

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sadness, sadness
swallowed you, quiet, still and deep, it was simpler back then

Her heart thudded in her chest, this time with a different reason. It carried on with a painful sort of a cadence as it fell heavily against her ribcage. Thumpthump thud, thumpthump thud. The voice that carried through the water circled around her, coiling around that organ and tightening almost painfully. She wanted to swim to him, to the arms that beckoned, and fall into that feeling of safety she hadn't properly felt since the night the whirlpool had swept her away from her home, her life before. Ariel wanted to do this, to accept that was she was seeing (and hearing) was real but she hesitated. She'd heard of traps like this one, set by the darkness or beings twisted by it, to lure the unsuspecting into danger. She'd heard the stories and heeded the warnings -- she supposed she'd learned a little of what 'caution' meant in the time since she'd argued with her father about humans. It was ironic, she supposed, that she exercised it now when faced with his visage. But, oh, did she want to believe it was really him.

Was it only moments ago she was reliving those last few minutes she'd had with him, had been going through her list of regrets when it came to her father? Only moments ago, when faced with her potential end, had she wished so desperately just to have a minute or two more with him. Yet, still, she hesitated, only floating closer inch by agonizing inch. Hands twined about one another and pressed into her stomach, slightly queasy from emotion and stress. Blue eyes wide and searching, teeth trapping her bottom lip as if she could keep her chin from wobbling with unshed tears if she bit down hard enough. She noted the details of his face: only a little older than those of her memory, more gray in his beard and hair. There'd be more lines around his eyes, she suspected, if she only got close enough to see. He was still as strong and stoic as she remembered. It was the smile that finally broke her will.

Darting through the water, Ariel crossed the remaining distance to throw her arms around her father's neck. "Oh, it is you," she sighed into his hair, voice muffled. She quickly released him again, head whipping around them. Though the sheen of tears brightened her eyes, she nodded solemnly. The last thing she wanted was another encounter with those creatures. Swallowing, she floated back a little to let him lead the way. "Let's go."



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