by hiraeth + hound » Sat Aug 03, 2019 12:11 pm
What does your kalon trade the mermaids to get the spare parts?
Despite the horrid journey to get to mermaid cove, seeing the mermaids in person was admittedly a very surprising reward. There were four of them, and someone that happened to be there had to attempt to translate their messages between each other, since he learned quickly the mermaids spoke only in shrills, clicks, hums, and whistles. For two of them, Ares and Torii, it seemed like they only spoke in bared teeth and hisses of warning. Roe bared his teeth back at the two, and he saw the water ripple behind them. Another must be lurking deeper in the water, and Roe grimaced. These creatures were obviously more dangerous than others seemed to be talking about them and treating them.
Nevertheless, he did need to get those spare parts back. He tried offering them useless things like shiny shells or tokens from the gift shop, but they only turned their noses up at them. A softly glowing mermaid, Ellie, he was called, seemed vaguely interested in a pearl bracelet he had offered from the gift shop, but had quickly thrown it back with a disapproving scowl when he figured out the pearls weren't real. Okay, so the mermaids weren't dumb… Damn. He would have to appeal to them in another way..
So he offered his services.
A couple hours later, someone had come to check up on him. Roe hadnt been back to the ship in a while now, and Aden was starting to think the angry mermaids had probably drug him under the water to make him into a snack. But instead, there he was, sitting criss cross in the shallow coast of the cove, painting the mermaids nails. He had already done Ellys's, and she looked particularly fond of them. The other two, Torii and Ares, were harder to convince. He was still trying. Ellie, however, looked excited as Roe painted a glossy coat over his long nails, making them sparkle in the light. He had chosen a sparkly champagne for Ellie, a polish from Roes own personal collection, one of his favorites. He was glad even a mermaid had good taste.
Later in the evening, Roe placed the spare parts in Caros hands.
"Oh, thanks.. Are your nails painted?" Caro cocked his head to the side, questioning Roe.
"Dont worry about it."