Kaisel
Admittedly, she makes Torchline alluring. Maybe there's sky sharks up near Stormbreak though? Who knows, the ocean is vast but so is the sky, and the star whales have to have some predatory contention, right?
Water laps around his skin with fresh motion as she glides across the distance, nothing other than satin draping over the neckline of the sea. She coasts and curls, an attachment that he doesn't question or resist, as if this is their natural state—always touching. It's a reminder that they're still here, that there's still comfort to be found among the world which otherwise feels impossible for all its harshness. She's soft, where her skin presses against his, water nipping coolly in the hollows left between them. Her added weight seems to be negative for all the lightness that flutters inside him. "Oh?" his grin stretches, teeth pressing against salt as desire adds a depth to his tone. "Don't worry, I'm partial to sashimi." He laughs at the imagined scenario, leaning his head against one of her arms that lazes over his shoulder like a vine on a windowsill.
"Though, admittedly... how fishy are we talking with a Siren? Or is it mermaids that have the, yanno, half and half?" He doesn't remember the aquatic legends too well, he must confess. He shrugs it off, one hand reaching across his chest to grab her opposing leg, pressed against both to steady her in all her barnacle glory as he begins to arc back towards shore, letting the waves do much of the work. Though he'd happily float and forget about the world all day with her, the risk of them capsizing is a real threat with her humming about seafood meals in his ear. It's enough to make a man forget the lines he's drawn in the sand, especially with high tide coming in.
Something brushes his kicking feet, and Kaisel jerks back and flounces, threatening to drown them both. "WHAT WAS THAT!?" he demands with a voice more shrill than he's ever managed, the fear ripping out every ounce of peace and warmth she'd coaxed into him. Kelp tumbles past on the current, slick and taunting.
Water laps around his skin with fresh motion as she glides across the distance, nothing other than satin draping over the neckline of the sea. She coasts and curls, an attachment that he doesn't question or resist, as if this is their natural state—always touching. It's a reminder that they're still here, that there's still comfort to be found among the world which otherwise feels impossible for all its harshness. She's soft, where her skin presses against his, water nipping coolly in the hollows left between them. Her added weight seems to be negative for all the lightness that flutters inside him. "Oh?" his grin stretches, teeth pressing against salt as desire adds a depth to his tone. "Don't worry, I'm partial to sashimi." He laughs at the imagined scenario, leaning his head against one of her arms that lazes over his shoulder like a vine on a windowsill.
"Though, admittedly... how fishy are we talking with a Siren? Or is it mermaids that have the, yanno, half and half?" He doesn't remember the aquatic legends too well, he must confess. He shrugs it off, one hand reaching across his chest to grab her opposing leg, pressed against both to steady her in all her barnacle glory as he begins to arc back towards shore, letting the waves do much of the work. Though he'd happily float and forget about the world all day with her, the risk of them capsizing is a real threat with her humming about seafood meals in his ear. It's enough to make a man forget the lines he's drawn in the sand, especially with high tide coming in.
Something brushes his kicking feet, and Kaisel jerks back and flounces, threatening to drown them both. "WHAT WAS THAT!?" he demands with a voice more shrill than he's ever managed, the fear ripping out every ounce of peace and warmth she'd coaxed into him. Kelp tumbles past on the current, slick and taunting.
And when the day broke, buried in violence
Somethin' made my mind up
I could do this with my eyes closed
Somethin' made my mind up
I could do this with my eyes closed
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
