Tria (Summer), 81379 Wary eyes flickered around as a lush female stood in the knee high waters of the Terhesian port, but it wasn’t even in the main inlet of crystal seawaters more like an off shooting lagoon with the misty palms leaning over to shade vague spots of water. In this painted picture the fishes darted around in small groups with their flashing scales glittering heavily from the reflected light of a watery sun. The female whom stood in these waters owned the wary oculars, standing as one from far away could place naked in the water with hair ragged and damp with the smell of salt and the sea in the tendrils. Lips pursed slowly with a slight twitch of the inky nose as her eyes were half hidden by the shaggy remembrance of her hair-changing excursion, still there were heavy to thin braids and dread locks and beads in the matting tendrils. Shaking her cranium, Nhadala Nairi gave a small spray of loose salt crystals and vagrant drops of water this came with a soft musical pitch of the small bell like charms in the strange hair do. Around her neck was a Thick Ivory and jade carved necklace, the links were fashioned in to a small spine and the delicate jade creating designs in the polished surfaces before it came to the actual jade charm of a skull with its lower mandible missing. Strange to anyone else observing this female there were strange tribal markings of a metallic sheen on the fore arms and legging as well to the multitudes of piercings on the lower back and ears. Clothes were neatly folded on the shore with any other valuable accessories that could be removed, so in basic she was nude as can be in the broad of daylight. As the long tail swirled behind her in the waters with its heavy ring glittering immaculately in the water attracting some stranger forms of sea life, one when she bathed in that inlet she found a starfish attached to her buttocks. Her lips started spreading thinly across the dappled coat of fur as her hips jostled off to the side easily, holding her weight on one muscular leg as the water lapped around its knee in a placid state. Thoughts reined up around the swirled lobes of brain matter, eyes now steadily phased out to the other side of the lagoon and its strange tree arrangements and their flowers in bloom sending a light aphrodisiac into the warm air. ‘ I am nervous about Med meeting my parental units. ‘ Her mind finally concluded after a few moments of staring off in to the foliage, knowing a few times she had snuck her new love in to the large bungalow of a manor so they could sleep and what not before he woke early to leave. It felt secret and almost exciting thinking about two nights of sneaking Med in to the Nairi home that was of course filled with a lot of family members and sharing bed with him. Sharing bed not sexually but more in exhaustion, a befuddled assortment of limbs and bodies in thin linins as the nightly breeze form the port swept in with the nightly world. Once from that dream and reclusive though the breeze swept over her like a mother to its child, as her wings fluttered gently being quite small and almost tatooo-ish at the moment to accommodate getting around with out the bulk or weight of them on the slender back. Again her mind winder slowly as her toes wiggled in the fine sand lining the lagoons shallow bottom, now presented with a job being a necromancer and a machina scientist at a institute near the old machina ruins. The idea of doing that for a job excited her parents and the rest of the family, but it did not please her twin at all whom looked quite sad to hear that she would be working a lot more than being around the family’s practice of necromancy. Fingers traced up around her collar bone from mid thought, toying with the necklace easily as her body fluffed and rolled with the faint huff of air.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Character: Medhsnuja Panym, no wings Clothing: Crimson shirt only half buttoned up, dark jeans</td></tr></table> Not far in the clear waters of the port, a small eel-like deamon swam around, looking for Nhadala. Its odd kalidoscope eyes containing only two colours (a lesser deamon therefore) moved around like a chameleon- darting from one place to the other, with one either not necessarily following the other. Seeing Nhadala standing in the cool waters, the deamon darted away in the opposite direction at top speed. On the way, it devoured the odd fish that was unfortunately swimming in the wrong path. Only a short while away from Nhadala, sitting on the beach with his knees tucked in towards his chin sat Medhsnuja. His crimson shirt made a soft fluttering noise in the soft gentle breeze as he sat there. His crimson eyes were unfocused as he was lost in his thoughts, gazing out towards the horizon. The waves gently crashed at his feet, sending a small amount of sea spray onto his dark jeans. The deamon eel suddenly poked it's head out from the waves and let out a shrill cry in front of Medhsnuja. He jumped and his crimson eyes turned cold and somewhat cruel looking. The deamon gulped before telling him that Nhadala was just a short walk up the beach. Medhsnuja then uttered something intelligiable and the deamon disappeared. He rubbed his forehead, his long black silky hair billowing out slightly in the wind. He stood up and stretched, a yawn stiffling from his lips. The sun had made him sleepy. He brushed himself down, removing all the sand particles from his body and clothes. As he walked towards the direction the eel deamon had said Nhadala was, his thoughts were of only her, as they had been whilst sitting on the beach itself. The past few nights he'd enjoyed the sneaking into her room and sleeping with her wrapped in his warm arms. But, it wasn't quite what he wanted. He knew he'd have to meet her family sooner or later. And this worried him to some extent. He'd never had a family, and had instead wandered around from sorcerer to sorcerer to learn his trades. Of course, none of those sorcerer's lived to tell the tale. He'd killed each and every one. What he wanted more than anything was to be with Nhadala. And yet, the small matter of her loyalty to her family was blocking his path. He leapt almost silently over a rotten log and there in front of him he saw Nhadala, standing perfectly bare in the light. His cold crimson eyes softened immediately and a small smile broke onto his lips. Medhsnuja just stood there, watching her with pride. After a few moments, he came back to his senses and walked right up to her, stopping a few steps away from her. Hey beautiful
Nhadala jumped up as the water sloshed around her knees looking over the thin shoulder as her arms wrapped around her bosom tightly. Thick fur bristled up wards on the limber tail and around the thick silver rings pierced in to its flesh, whipping it around quickly accidentally smacking one aquatic creature from its home to a few feet away. The strange eyes filtered at Medsnuja before the star shaped pupils widen to allow her to fully see with out blurred vision. Lips at one peeled in to a brimming smile as he waded out in to the shallow waters of the small lagoon dappled in shade of large and exotic trees, A small scent of fruits and flowers wafted between them on the light breeze that aroused the trees in to a soft trickling noise of fake rain. Feeling a light sensation of the cold apoun her as the clothes started to stick to her lover’s body, looking like they wanted to drag him down to the selkies. Her hair hard turned from that off white hair coloration in to a bright yellow fading in to green, as well to her strange markings as the metallic tattoos apoun her body glittered in the fragrant sunlight. All the piercings were still in as water dripped from every lush curve with her pale lips curving into words. “Hello"
