lydiascreams | [013. Part of Your World.]

[First day -- Spam -- Stiles]

[She has no idea what is happening. Lydia was swimming back home when all of the sudden, she found herself on something hard, like the bottom of the ocean. In a-- place. A place that seems to be above the ocean. And father is going to kill her. But she didn't mean to go anywhere! Not this time?

Lydia is freaking out, her eyes are wide and she can't move properly. She smashes her tail against the ground, shifting toward an entrance of some sort. Has she been-- fished? Is she in a boat? Could her dad have been right about humans? But she's not hurt! They wouldn't fish her up and not hurt her if the King had been right, right?

...But. She should hide. Just in case.]

[Second day -- Video -- Public]

[With a very bored expression on her face, Sea Princess Lydia appears in the bathtub in her room. There's a slight pout on her lips as she holds the comm sideways instead of the right way up.]

I can't swim in here. It's too small.

[ooc: everyone is welcome to chat but Jerry, the big bad wolf will be the one coming in to 'help' her to the pool! If your character would come in, too, they can simply find her already gone!]

[Later Second day/Third Day -- Pool Spam -- Open]

[She has a pool! Lydia is happily swimming around the pool and doesn't plan on going anywhere. She's excited to hear more about the humans and everything they have around here that she's never seen, but she's missed swimming.

Most of the time, she can be found lounging by the edge, looking for other humans to chat with, see if she sees Stiles coming back to see her, and more importantly, see what kind of different things they are carrying!

Sometimes though, she dives in deep and disappears for long periods of time. So someone who hasn't seen her on the network, might be surprised to find a mermaid around.]

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[Allison advances a couple more steps, gauging the mermaid's answer carefully. No, she's quite healthy in her fear...and her uncertainty. She can't imagine that a creature like her would know much of the weapons of man, but she knows a threat when she hears one.

There's truth in her words.]

I don't know what a Stiles is...

[She pauses, then relents with a small sigh and a smile, lowering her bow and sliding her arrow back in its quiver.]

...but your words ring true, so you live this day. [She pushes back her hood, nodding in greeting.]

I am Allison of Beacon Wood...but I'm better known as Robin Hood.

[Lydia watches as the other girl approaches warily. But when she smiles, Lydia smiles and relaxes. She doesn't have a threatening posture anymore, and she believes her, so she has no reason to be afraid of her. Besides, she feels like someone she could trust and be good friends with. Like Stiles.]

Stiles is my Prince. He is wonderful! [Her entire face lights up at the mention and she turns more toward the other girl.]

I'm Sea Princess Lydia, daughter of Sea King Triton. May I call you Allison?

Edited 2014-09-08 04:18 (UTC)

[The way she lights up at the mention of a boy...in truth, Allison is vaguely envious of her. The mermaid's innocence, her open adoration of the lad...things she will never have thanks to the Sheriff and the prince...and her own blood.

Shifting to sit cross-legged on the edge of the pool, Allison sighs and begins unlacing her boots. She's been on her feet for some time now, and the water looks far too inviting.]

You may call me what you wish, Princess...but only in private. Were the wrong people to hear my true name spoken aloud, there are those who would come to harm.

[If they were there, at any rate. Not for the first time, Allison curses her own humanity. Were she wolfkind, she could sniff her packmates out, or safely call to them with a roar so mighty none would dare approach her.

Alas, her packmates would not dare to give her The Bite. They valued her human nature too greatly, and as loathe as she was to admit it: humans in the pack were a boon. She had less power to lead them as the mighty bandit Robin Hood if she were enslaved to the moon as her men were.]

Lydia is okay. It seems people here don't really use titles when calling each other. [And she desperately wants to fit in with the humans. As much as she can without having legs.

Which is why she watches Allison with curiosity as she works on her boots. She's seen those in the sea before, but she's never knew what they are for. And it fascinates her.]

Is someone trying to hurt you? Stiles said some people might want to hurt me.

[She knows not everyone is good like him. But she has met so many wonderful humans...]

[The bright, happy eagerness rolling off the mermaid in waves is oddly catching, and in spite of herself Allison finds she responds with a smile. It wavers at her innocent question, and for a moment Allison busies herself intensely with finishing removing her shoes and rolling up the legs of her trousers.]

Everyone wants to hurt me. The king, the law...even my own family would prefer to see me dead.

[Her face falls and Lydia shakes her head, watching Allison closely as she gets ready to... maybe swim? She's not sure what she's up to and it kind of fascinates her.]

But why would they want to hurt you? You seem really nice. [And unless someone is evil like a shark, they have no reason to hurt you, right?]

[Allison snorts derisively, a bitter and angry sound as she finishes rolling up the cuffs of her trousers and lets her feet slide into the water, anger melting into contentment with a happy sigh.]

Because I am a thief and a killer...a defender of the poor and a lover of beasts. [Mixed with the anger in her face, there's a measure of sadness, too.] Because I answer to no law but my own...because I believe there is more to family than the blood you share, and more to love than how much coin a man can put in the hands of his bride's family or how many dresses he can put on her back. That is why people want to hurt hme.

[Despite her words, Lydia smiles softly because she knows that feeling. Even though she can be okay out of the water, there is such a relief she feels when she gets back in. Like she can breathe better.]

I believe in those things. I'm not-- a killer. [The word scares her a little.]

Sometimes, I take things from sunken ships and-- I know what you mean. I understood love when I met my Prince and he is my family now, too. Even if not by blood, love is stronger. And you, you could be like a sister to me. I can tell.

[Allison regarded the mermaid sharply...but in her gut, instinct whispered soothing nonsense to her, gently banishing doubt, scorn, and disdain. Instinct was a gift brought by her pack, something they'd taught her to trust above all else, and it was a gift she did not take for granted.

Some part of her knew that Lydia spoke the truth. However wary she was of strangers, some part of her knew she could trust this girl...trusted her not as harmless, or even as a friend, but as pack.

It was a shocking personal revelation, but at the same time it made her smile.]

I believe you may be right, little fish. [The name is spoken fondly, a nickname rather than an insult.] The pack can grow in unexpected places, or so my pack brothers tell me...perhaps mine could grow to include one who swims the lakes and rivers of the wood, rather than walk its loamy hills and valleys.

[For a moment, Lydia isn't sure what to do. She almost apologizes for saying something wrong, or talking too much when Allison's expression softens. But she only really relaxes when Allison calls her little fish, definitely not taking offense on the nickname.

I can be part of your pack? That'd be an honor! [Even if she has no idea what it means!]

But Stiles said I will become human. So then I can walk, too. With you and him and your friends!

[The mermaid's enthusiasm is more than a little contagious, and Allison finds herself smiling softly at her eagerness and obvious joy at the notion of becoming human. The expression changes her hard expression and makes her look younger as she absently twirls her feet in the water, lifting one foot to enjoy the idle sensation of gently splashing water into the pool.]

This Stiles...tell me more about him. How does he know so much about your future, hmm?

[Lydia leans her elbows against the edge of the pool and rests her chin on her hands, mimicking Allison unconsciously as she splashes her tail gently against the water.]

I don't know. But he wouldn't lie to me. [This is said with one hundred percent certainty.] Maybe he is working to find a way. So we can be together.

[013. Part of Your World.]

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