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Post by Atticus Fallon on Sept 18, 2013 10:08:08 GMT -6
Atticus bit his bottom lip as he looked up at the rippling surface of the water, unsure if he really wanted to break the calm covering. Sure he'd gone up to the surface at the beach a few times in his life, generally keeping his distance. He knew that people knew of the merpeople's existence, he'd heard people talking about it as much, but he still wasn't all together too sure about people knowing about him. The more he talked about being up on land, the more he wanted it, and the more he wanted it, the more and more impatient he was becoming. Raking his fingers through floating hair, the Fallon blew bubbles. Fuck it. I'm going up there. Finally deciding, Atticus pushed off the rock he'd been leaning against, swimming towards the surface. Once he reached close enough to the surface, he paused, looking upwards. From what he could tell, it didn't appear as though there were any people up on the beach. Even then, it wasn't the people he had to worry about, rather, it was the beastmen. The last thing he really wanted was to have a situation when either of them. The water rippled around him with rings that started smaller and gradually grew as he brought his head and shoulders above the water. A gentle breeze blew by, causing goosebumps to rise to his flesh. He smiled as he looked around at all the bright greens and yellows and blues, all the beautiful sights that were just there to be appreciated for their beauty. Atticus swam towards a large rock, keeping his bottom half hidden, just in case he really needed to make a quick escape. ★ Yaaay, weird stuff can happen now.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2013 22:23:10 GMT -6
NOTES !
TAGS.
atty <3
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hmmm lessee o3o
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I AM A WORLD BEFORE I AM A MAN
I WAS A CREATURE BEFORE I COULD STAND
Silas wasn't known to be found walking on the shore. He felt uncomfortable in the area- sand sinking under his feet was such a terribly foreign sensation. One that really did bring discomfort. Hell, he wasn't known for being anywhere outside of Volos. But, of all places, the ocean? He sure was in a strange mood today, coming here. This was merman territory. And they were disgusting creatures. He couldn't imagine being one of them. And if any someday got the impression to touch him, oh the dreams he had of ripping them limb from limb.
A breeze was present, a cool one. It wove through Silas' dark hair, as though a gust in a forest. As a wolf beastman, he had one trait of the animal- an obvious one. The tail. It was low today, an encouragement of the mood. It seemed as if he was almost oblivious this night, honestly. His eyes were almost empty of fascination he always had, and this day was the first in a long time he had no desire of stealing. Five-finger-discount was literally his favorite thing. He actually did just want.... Time off? Whatever it was, it made him a little less wild as he was.
This was all thrown away, however, when Silas' nose twitched. A scent he resented made its way to him, and immediately a sort of disgust was set on his face. He gazed around him, and saw it on the surface of the water some yards into the ocean from where he stood. Silas didn't say a word like he might normally, but instead instincts came before his cruelty and humour and a growl rumbled in Silas' throat. His tail became some times larger, and his eyes narrowed. Nothing more- for his mood was something like never before.
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Post by Atticus Fallon on Sept 24, 2013 12:53:23 GMT -6
Tilting his neck from side to side, Atticus adjusted himself on the rock he'd been sitting on. For hours, he'd contemplated swimming up to the surface. It was dark now, so there more than likely weren't many people wandering around the beach at night. The water was so dark, the stars way up on the sky could barely been seen through the rippling waves. He'd stared upwards towards the surface for forever, waffling on whether he should go or not. He really wanted to. He'd never bothered with going to the surface at night before, only during the day. Finally making a decision, he swam to the surface. A gentle breeze rolled by, causing goosebumps to rise to his flesh. Taking a deep breath of the salty air, a smile played across his lips. When people weren't milling about and swimming, at night, the beach really was a peaceful place. As fun as it was to watch humans go about their business, it was nice to have the entire beach to himself. Needless to say, when the dark haired man had made an appearance, Atticus hadn't noticed he arrival. Not at first, anyway. Keeping his tail beneath the waters, obviously, he leaned back a bit so his back was dipped in the water, arms extended beside him. Aquamarine eyes turned skyward. Light gray clouds slowly drifted overhead, blocking out some of the light from the stars and the moon. Of course, seeing in the dark wasn't something to be too worried about, however, the dark figure standing on the beach might be. Atticus stayed still, glancing up through his lashes. How long had that guy been standing there? "You stand on beaches all creepy like a lot?" he asked, turning his gaze back to the sky. If anything happened, he could escape deep into the water quickly and easily enough. ★ So sorry this took so long to reply to. But you know I've been trying to keep you updated with texts xD
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