|| A Fishy Surprise- || 1x1 ||

[puppiiteef]

Catching you in my net and setting you free was, I thought, the last time I'd see you.
But, oh you clever little thing. The ocean calls me as a Fisherman, yet you're not the fish I want. So, stop finding me.

Hello! This is a 1x1 between SnowBranwen and Frenchee;x !!
Please do not post unless you are one of the RP Partners. Yet, feel free to follow along and read.

[puppiiteef]

Name; Adhara Chloe Jack
Nickname; Addie / Hara

Age; 23
Height/Length; 7 foot from head to tail tip. But, if she was on legs, Adhara would be 6 foot tall.

Species; Siren
Looks; XXX

Personality; Addie is a sly, sassy and stubborn Siren. She always seems to have a trick hidden. Yet, she can also be quite curious about human life. Adhara can also tend to be a little mean, and nice at the same time.

Languages; English / Spanish

[CorvusSchnee]

Name;; Beltrán Acone
Nickname;; Ace
Age;; 24
Gender;; Male
Height;; 5'10"
Species;; Human
Personality;; One of Ace's defining characteristics is his dogged approach to matters on which he has formed strong opinions. He is extremely stubborn, reluctant to budge on his core beliefs without sufficient convincing, no matter or foolish or naïve they might be. This same stubbornness is on display when he sets his mind to completing a task, often resulting in the young man overexerting himself. This is compounded by the fact that Ace is very prideful, a fact that seems to prevent him from asking for help when he needs it. He is also rather slow to trust others, rarely letting them in without knowing what kind of person they are.

It can also be made certain that Ace possesses a certain amount of shrewdness and intellect, making him an adaptive individual. When faced with a difficult problem, he is able to swiftly improvise a plan to help him overcome whatever obstacle might be in his way. The young man also seems to have an uncanny talent for telling when others are troubled, reading their body language rather than their faces, and is usually willing to lend an ear to the plights of those close to him. At the same time, Ace tends to conceal his own pain behind a cool façade and actively avoids discussing his own feelings. He dislikes bothering others with his problems, preferring instead to play the role of a sturdy pillar of support while masking the cracks in his foundations.

Ace has a rather unusual, seemingly contradictory, approach to social situations that can be quite confusing to those who don't know him. While displaying traits of a cold introvert such as a sharp tongue and brutally honest mannerisms, he can also show the amicable attitude and humorous wit typical of an extrovert. While not above pointing out the failures of others in a harshly straightforward or sarcastic manner, Ace is also willing to admit to his own faults. While capable of enjoying the company of good friends, he prefers solitude to being surrounded by crowds of nameless faces who cannot claim to know who he is.

Finally, Ace is known for his free-spirited nature. While understanding that certain rules need to be set in place for the safety of others, he cannot abide by needless restrictions. The teen has a strong set of morals that he lives by, rarely doing anything for himself. He will openly lie if it protects others, but will never do so if he will be the only one to benefit. Furthermore, Ace is genuine to the core, refusing to change who he is just to become more likeable, and so finds himself happiest around those who, like him, accept the teen for all of who he is.
Languages;; Spanish, English, a little bit of Italian

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Sirens. Some could say they were a myth- Others state they're timid creatures. Yet, usually, they've never seen one. The most who have met a Siren rarely make it, or claim they are horrid demons.
That was quite true. Smart humans~ But, dumb too. Don't ever mistake a Siren for a Mermaid, honey. Both scaley folks are very different. One will try to help you~ The other will help themselves.

Body slumped on its back against a large boulder spotted with algae. Webbed hands reached behind her head and bleach blonde hair, flicking the water. Her long tail was a delightful pearl blue, reflecting precious sun-rays off the scales. Not much had happened since the news had got around of Sirens near to the Fishing grounds.

Well, the only action was dumb humans wanting to see if Sirens were actually real! But, Adhara never caught one. She felt her skin and scales warm as the clouds blessed the female by moving from the sun. Blue eyes flickered open, gazing at the upside down world. The sight of the Fishing Port was near, and Adhara knew she shouldn't be this close. She didn't care though.

Adhara loved the attention if she was spotted. But, it wasn't coming. "Tsk-" She let out a scoff, rolling her body over, laying on her stomach now. "Foolish..." Mind wandering, Adhara rolled over to her back again, humming her luring song softly.

((Let me know if anything needs to be changed- Sorry if it's not very good.))

[CorvusSchnee]

For years, men had fished in the waters near Llastre, generations of sailors had sailed from the port to make their living. Lately, that didn't seem to hold true at all.

It had all started with the rumors. Sirens, they said, sirens were in the waters just waiting for unsuspecting men to be lulled in by their song. It was harmless at first, many of the rumors being dismissed as the ramblings of drunkards or men who'd let the loneliness out at sea get to them. The rumors became less dismissable as the numbers of fishermen spreading the rumors grew until two groups became identifiable. The first, the larger of the two, consisted of those who were afraid of leaving their families behind. The other, smaller in number and unwise, sought out these "devils of the sea" for definitive proof. Those who returned came up empty-handed.

There was, however, a third group that consisted of those who paid the stories little attention and simply continued on working like normal. Beltran "Ace" Acone was among these few, which was unusual considering he had grown up on those stories and was, perhaps, one of those most affected. He once had a few hands to help him fish, but they had abandoned Ace when sirens came to be a common subject to talk about, all due to a little superstition. It was silly, but it stated that each generation, a male in his family was abducted by a siren and never heard from again. Ace was the only male in his generation, so those who believed the stories feared that associating with him would bring the curse down upon them as well.

That was why he sailed out alone now, the sea breeze blowing past his face and through his short dark locks. Today seemed like it would bring him great fortune, the sun high in the sky and the seas calm. Perfect conditions for casting his net.

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The breeze and the sun together made Adhara's body feeling dry. A short grumble came from her as she dipped her whole body back into the salty ocean. Why did Siren's have to get dried out if not in the water for so long?! It was dumb- For heaven sakes.

The female's head poked back out of the water, eyes scanning as the wind had blessed her with the scent of wood connecting with water. Bubbles arose, making purrs. It took Adhara awhile to finally land sight of the lone sail, blinding with the rays of the sun.

"Oh, dumb human~" She cooed softly to herself. The pearl blue tail pushed, bringing the Siren to the Boat. Knowing a bit from stupid lessons, Adhara kept her distance, and embraced her whole body underwater. Last time the Siren had gotten too cocky with those Fisherman, her long bleached locks had been cut, choppy and hideous. She didn't even look worthy to be a Siren at that time!

Yet, It was a blessing Sirens lived in groups, and that she had a faithful friend to fix her hair. That simple memory had caused Adhara to distant from reality, unknown of being close by his boat now. But, webbed and scaley hands dashed her wet fetching locks, floating in the water.

What a naive little Siren.

[CorvusSchnee]

If there was one thing that Ace was certain had been passed down through his family, it wasn't something as silly as a curse. No, it was nautical knowledge, the mind and heart of a sailor. Nothing as extravagant as how to position oneself to outspeed another vehicle or the eements themselves, but he did know how much distance to put between his vessel and the port. Just enough distance to ensure a good haul, but never so much as to unknowingly cause his boat to drift further out to sea than it was equipped to handle.

Stopping his boat, Ace lifted his net up, hand gripping the loop while the other gathered the line into a series of loops. One for the sea, bewitching and cruel. Two for good luck, for himself and the crew. Well, that wasn't entirely the case for now, but that's how the rhyme had always gone. Three for the Lord, fair and true. Four for the fish, enough at least for a stew. Then, Ace let the net fly, casting it into the sea while gripping tight to line and loop so as to not let it fall to the bottom. It was hard enough to fish without others to assist him; there was little reason to make things more difficult by sending his whole net to the bottom, which would force him to dive in after it and waste time.

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She would have still been caught up in the memory, swimming further than her destination if that blasted net hadn't smitten with Adhara. It caused a quite shock to the Siren, as the proper knotted rope bopped her in the head. Blue eyes widened as the net still connected to the boat captured her body in a graceful, and dangerous dance.

"Damn it!" Adhara had hissed, realizing quickly of her stupid mistake. Tail thrashing, she prayed to Poseidon to hopefully knock the net off, but only got her tangled more.Yet, it was no use. The Siren was stuck as her scaled body made the knotted trap heavy. She could only watch as small dumb fishes joined her in this waltz to death. Yet, they were just like her. It was the Siren's fault she got stuck!! Adhara couldn't even think of anything to do as the moving net wrapped her pearl blue tail.

She could only hope this Fisherman was as dumb as these fish with her.

[CorvusSchnee]

It didn't take long for Ace to notice two things that were most certainly not true on most days....no, on every other day that he had cast his net. Firstly, not once since he was a boy had he known a net to touch the sandy bottom so swiftly, for the casting line to run out so soon. Secondly, the net was heavier than it should have been, even if it was filled with fish. Something was most certainly not right, and, for a moment, Ace contemplated just letting the net go. The only thing that stopped him was the promise of a truly valuable haul. He just hoped the net hadn't gotten snagged on foliage and that was the reason for the pecularities of the situation.

Having determined what his course of action, Ace gave the line an experimental tug. Good. While it was heavy, the net didn't seem to be caught on anything. That was good indeed. He began to pull the net up slowly, giving it a bit of slack when he feared the line might snap before continuing to pull it up. Bit by bit, he could feel it rising to the surface with what he hoped was something that could sell for a decent price on the market. Rare moments like this could certainly help when it caming to living expenses..

Ace didn't know for certain what he was expecting to find in his net, perhaps a cod or a hake, but it wasn't what he found. Even as he saw the haul breaching the surface, the young man could tell something was off. Fish didn't have hair, so his first thought was that a person had gotten caught up. It was only after getting the net aboard that he knew the woman was most definitely human. Certainly, she looked....feminine....from the waste up, but humans didn't have fish tails below the waste.

Were it not for the oddity of the situation, Ace might have thought her rather attractive. Even her tail was beautiful, the scales shining like a myriad of pearly sapphires. However, that was not his reaction, not once he realized what she was. "Bruja del mar," he shouted, quickly fishing a switchblade out of his pocket that he kept for the sake of dealing with difficult knots, pointing it at the creature(he refused to consider it a person at this point). Sea witch, the name most often used by his family to describe the thing. A siren. Perhaps, a small voice in the back of his mind said, the rumors of a family curse were not as far-fetched as he had thought before that moment. Well, it wouldn't get him so easily.

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There was something cold, yet innocent in the creature's eyes as the human yelled at her. She seemed frozen for a moment, as the fish next to her gasped for air, smacking scales against scales. Slowly, Adhara held onto the rope under her palms. Then, suddenly she let out a yell, leaning a little closer to his knife. "Who the hell you calling Sea Witch, you legged freak!"

The Siren then jerked back, thrashing roughly in the trap. Adhara's lips were curled, and the familiar sharp and gruesome teeth of her's bared at the male. She had noticed the sparkle in his eye for a moment, but Adhara was too ticked to even lure. It was like her friend, Maryanne was there right now- yelling at Adhara for getting caught up in something dumb like this.

Her chest looked nothing like how movies portrayed Mermaids and Sirens. The Siren wore what looked like was a white swim-top, possibly stolen from a kill. Adhara's tail seemed to be the thing stuck though. Rope wrapped around her fins, choking the scales and causing fabric burns from her struggling.