Give me the burden, give me the blame, I’ll shoulder the load and I’ll swallow the shame
They were blessed, in a way, to barely be touched by the plagues of the air. The effects of volcano, of long dark night, of monsoons, none of it truly translated underwater, save for some inconveniences. Even those though, were easy to manage, if you knew how to.
Though it had taken longer than usual, had been messier than she preferred, business had begun moving again, all her little cogs and plans falling into place smoothly. Which left her with a touch of free time, moments to spend with Olavi, the excuse of work on the forefront of her mind, though surveying was hardly work.
Most wrecks on the ocean floor were discovered quickly, picked clean almost immediately. Not all of them though, and with the mouth breathers dealing with storms and worse, there was a chance they might get lucky, find something fresh, something overlooked. Nerissa kept close to the ocean floor, a single point of bioluminescence serving as a beacon to her beloved and her companion both, while she headed towards the one place where sunken ships were most likely to be overlooked.
The maw was familiar to her, it's deep dark embrace a comfort, in a way few other places were. Even now, her deep peace leeched through the bond towards Olavi, a wordless warmth washing over her, towards him. Are you ready to descend, my dearest?
Though it had taken longer than usual, had been messier than she preferred, business had begun moving again, all her little cogs and plans falling into place smoothly. Which left her with a touch of free time, moments to spend with Olavi, the excuse of work on the forefront of her mind, though surveying was hardly work.
Most wrecks on the ocean floor were discovered quickly, picked clean almost immediately. Not all of them though, and with the mouth breathers dealing with storms and worse, there was a chance they might get lucky, find something fresh, something overlooked. Nerissa kept close to the ocean floor, a single point of bioluminescence serving as a beacon to her beloved and her companion both, while she headed towards the one place where sunken ships were most likely to be overlooked.
The maw was familiar to her, it's deep dark embrace a comfort, in a way few other places were. Even now, her deep peace leeched through the bond towards Olavi, a wordless warmth washing over her, towards him. Are you ready to descend, my dearest?
Nerissa
