Collision Course || Undine

[Ke'tar]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,475,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][style=width:175px; border: 3px solid #000000; height: 450px; float: left][/style][style=float: right; width: 272px; color: #000000; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 0.5px; font-family: arial; padding: 10px; margin-top: 3px; text-align: justify; border-left: 3px solid #000000; margin-left: -5px; height: 432px; overflow: auto; background-color: #efefef]There wasn't much for Ke'tar to do. He'd just arrived on the island a mere half hour prior, and he was still getting to know the port town that he'd landed in. He wasn't doing anything in particular, or looking for anywhere special. He was simply out on a walk. It was always nice after being on a boat to get out and walk. There was no lack of space for the fishman while out at sea, but there was a lack of solid ground. A soft, content, sigh would pass through his lips, as he clasped his hands behind his back, and looked to the sky. While he preferred the wet embrace of the sea, land had the benefit of having the vast emptiness of blue and clouds that had an infinite feeling that rustled the soul. Thinking this, among other things, occupied all of Ke'tar's attention as he stared. As such, he was unaware of what was right in front of him. The result of such inattentiveness was the fact that he walked straight into someone else. From instinct, the male would attempt to wrap his arms around the victim, a young lady, in an attempt to prevent them from falling over. "Apologies." he'd mutter, letting his arms drop to his sides as he took a step back, and bowed his head apologetically. [/style]

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[undine]

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[atrb=style, background-color: #1A1A1A; border-radius: 35px;] [STYLE=height: 250px; width: 460px; margin-top: 6px; opacity: 0.7; border-radius: 30px; background-image: url(http://img607.imageshack.us/img607/6981/59778091.png);][/style][STYLE=font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 35px; color: #E7E1CD; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -30px; letter-spacing: -3px; opacity: 0.99; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #000000;]SEARCH ENDLESSLY, FIGHT TIL WE'RE FREE[/style][STYLE=font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #CEC6AA; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;]FLY PAST THE EDGE OF THE SEA[/style] [STYLE=font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; margin-right: 13px; margin-left: 13px; text-align: justify; background-color: #696969; padding: 13px; color: #000000; margin-top: 6px; opacity: 0.95; margin-bottom: 1px; border-bottom-right-radius: 30px; border-bottom-left-radius: 30px;]♒ A female ran into the city, her dripping wet feet making imprints in the sand and dirt. The female tugged on her tan dress which was also dripping wet and smelt of salty water. The female tried to calm herself down as she made into the city among town's residents and tourists. Soon there would be a ship with marines setting ashore and possibly searching the town in search for the girl. The female spotted a clothing store and one of the rack outside contained a cloak. The female quickly grabbed the cloak before anyone else could notice that she had stolen a cloak. ♒ The blue haired girl placed the cloak over her shoulders and pulled up the hood to hide her face and her rather noticeable ears. Undine let out a sigh, why did she have to chose this path? The path of a pirate, a runaway, and a criminal? Fate must have some kind of twisted humor. Undine's life was perfectly fine up until she was kidnapped and sold to a disgusting noble who have done things to her. Undine shook the memories out of her head. She blended into the crowd. Her mind racing with cautious thoughts. She would probably escape out into the sea as soon there was a word of a marine crew's arrival in this town. ♒ Before she knew it, she ran into someone. Or as Undine would like to think, someone ran into her, knocking her hood back. Arms came up around her, as if to prevent from her falling over. Undine felt even more cautious. "Apologies." muttered the voice. "Hey! Watch where you're going!" said Undine as she looked up at the man that had ran into her. Her sapphire eyes widened in alarm. A fishman. Someone that was close to her species. "Oh. I'm sorry, I shouldn't be that rude." said Undine softly. It had been a while since she had encountered an aquafolk. ♒ Then Undine realized that her hood had been knocked back. "Shit." muttered the girl as her hands scrambled to pull the hood over her head again. She hoped that the fishmen had not able to recognize her golden horned ears or her face. Undine looked down to further hide her face. "U-uhm I should get going." stuttered the female. [/style][STYLE=width: 400px; text-align: center; font-size: 9px; color: #565656; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: 0px; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 3px; opacity: 0.9;]made by kiwii at btn & ote![/style]

[Ke'tar]

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[undine]

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[atrb=style, background-color: #1A1A1A; border-radius: 35px;] [STYLE=height: 250px; width: 460px; margin-top: 6px; opacity: 0.7; border-radius: 30px; background-image: url(http://img607.imageshack.us/img607/6981/59778091.png);][/style][STYLE=font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 35px; color: #E7E1CD; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -30px; letter-spacing: -3px; opacity: 0.99; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #000000;]SEARCH ENDLESSLY, FIGHT TIL WE'RE FREE[/style][STYLE=font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #CEC6AA; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;]FLY PAST THE EDGE OF THE SEA[/style] [STYLE=font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; margin-right: 13px; margin-left: 13px; text-align: justify; background-color: #696969; padding: 13px; color: #000000; margin-top: 6px; opacity: 0.95; margin-bottom: 1px; border-bottom-right-radius: 30px; border-bottom-left-radius: 30px;]♒ Undine wanted to keep moving, she couldn't afford to keep still. Even worse, she didn't have her weapon with her. That would only make her too obvious. "Why the rush?" asked the fishmen. Undine looked at him, "I just am in a hurry, it's none of your business." snapped the mermaid. Normally, she would be nice to her own species but this was just the wrong time of the wrong day. She was about to leave as soon the fishmen asked her a question, "Do you need help?" asked the fishmen. ♒ Undine paused for a moment as soon he placed a hand on her shoulder. Undine took a step back, wary of his touch, she was far to cautious for anyone to touch her. "Help? No thank you, I'm sure I can handle on dealing with a marine crew that's after me." said Undine before she could even realize that she had told him why she was hiding and in a rush. Damn it. The female crossed her arms across her chest in annoyance. "Look, I just need... to be back in the water as soon I hear anything about a marine's crew arrival in this town. I'm currently being pursued." muttered Undine, giving in. ♒ Undine isn't the one to ask for help, but perhaps making friends with this fishmen wouldn't seem so bad. She was just going have to be more careful about what she tells him. There was too many secrets about Undine that couldn't be said in public. [/style][STYLE=width: 400px; text-align: center; font-size: 9px; color: #565656; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: 0px; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 3px; opacity: 0.9;]made by kiwii at btn & ote![/style]

[Ke'tar]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,475,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][style=width:175px; border: 3px solid #000000; height: 450px; float: left][/style][style=float: right; width: 272px; color: #000000; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 0.5px; font-family: arial; padding: 10px; margin-top: 3px; text-align: justify; border-left: 3px solid #000000; margin-left: -5px; height: 432px; overflow: auto; background-color: #efefef]For a moment, the fishman had believed that this girl could be bearable. That she could be worth helping out. Then she turned around, and acted rude once more. Ke'tar could have simply blamed it on fear, but that was letting her get off way too easy. Especially, when he was going out of his way to be nice, and try to help her out, only to be rudely turned away. He didn't offer aid to people every day, after all. At the mention of marines he couldn't help, but scoff. "Marines? That's your problem?" he'd question with a slightly condescending tone. "Certainly you realize that there's a better plan than simply running away. Like hiding, for example. It's not that hard." Ke'tar would sigh softly like a father dismissing the monster under their child's bed. If he knew about who this young woman was, he might be slightly more impressed. As it stood though, he was looking down on her. Ke'tar would shift, rapidly getting bored with the girl. He was more than ready to turn her out on the world, and let her deal with the marine's on her own. [/style]

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[undine]

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[atrb=style, background-color: #1A1A1A; border-radius: 35px;] [STYLE=height: 250px; width: 460px; margin-top: 6px; opacity: 0.7; border-radius: 30px; background-image: url(http://img607.imageshack.us/img607/6981/59778091.png);][/style][STYLE=font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 35px; color: #E7E1CD; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -30px; letter-spacing: -3px; opacity: 0.99; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #000000;]SEARCH ENDLESSLY, FIGHT TIL WE'RE FREE[/style][STYLE=font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #CEC6AA; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;]FLY PAST THE EDGE OF THE SEA[/style] [STYLE=font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; margin-right: 13px; margin-left: 13px; text-align: justify; background-color: #696969; padding: 13px; color: #000000; margin-top: 6px; opacity: 0.95; margin-bottom: 1px; border-bottom-right-radius: 30px; border-bottom-left-radius: 30px;]♒ "Marines? That's your problem?"

[/i] asked the male. Undine nodded. . "Certainly you realize that there's a better plan than simply running away. Like hiding, for example. It's not that hard." said the male. Undine felt like a child being scolded. She didn't like the feeling. "I don't want to hide. I'm just simply leading the marines here and as soon they get here, I'll be back in the ocean and I'll be out of their reach. No one can beat a mermaid in the water." said Undine.

♒ Undine caught a voice asking for someone. She froze suddenly. It was the damn marines asking if they had seen the person on the wanted poster that they were holding. The marine group moved onto the fishmen and Undine. The female made sure the hood covered her face. It was a good thing that she didn't have her golden trident with her. "Hello sir and madam, have you seen this woman? Poseidon?" asked the leader of the search group.

♒ Undine shook her head. Hopefully the fishman would not rat her out. She hoped to dear god that he would not tell them the truth. If this man wanted to help her, now was the perfect time to help her.
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[Ke'tar]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,475,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][style=width:175px; border: 3px solid #000000; height: 450px; float: left][/style][style=float: right; width: 272px; color: #000000; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 0.5px; font-family: arial; padding: 10px; margin-top: 3px; text-align: justify; border-left: 3px solid #000000; margin-left: -5px; height: 432px; overflow: auto; background-color: #efefef]A smirk twitched at the corner of the fishman's lips at the lady's claim about mermaids being the fastest in water. He hadn't met many mermaids, in fact she was only the second, so he simply took it as a childish claim, and was ready to return her statement with a quip, only to be thwarted by the fact that a marine was approaching the two of them. While he had no reason to help out the girl, considering he thought her nothing more than a foolish child, but he also had no reason to simply pass her over to the marines. So, he chose to help her. They were of similar race, and he wasn't a fan of the marines, so it worked out in her favor. Glancing at the mermaid, Ke'tar would put on a convincing smile and politely shook his head. "No sir." he'd say, wrapping an arm around the girl's shoulder and pulling her close. "My wife and I have only just arrived not to long ago. I'm sorry we couldn't be of help. Good luck to you." Ke'tar would tense slightly, ready to flee in case their lies were seen through. He'd put his neck on the line for this girl that he didn't even like, but to be honest it was rather exciting so he was somewhat ok with doing it. [/style]

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[undine]

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[atrb=style, background-color: #1A1A1A; border-radius: 35px;] [STYLE=height: 250px; width: 460px; margin-top: 6px; opacity: 0.7; border-radius: 30px; background-image: url(http://img607.imageshack.us/img607/6981/59778091.png);][/style][STYLE=font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 35px; color: #E7E1CD; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -30px; letter-spacing: -3px; opacity: 0.99; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #000000;]SEARCH ENDLESSLY, FIGHT TIL WE'RE FREE[/style][STYLE=font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #CEC6AA; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;]FLY PAST THE EDGE OF THE SEA[/style] [STYLE=font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; margin-right: 13px; margin-left: 13px; text-align: justify; background-color: #696969; padding: 13px; color: #000000; margin-top: 6px; opacity: 0.95; margin-bottom: 1px; border-bottom-right-radius: 30px; border-bottom-left-radius: 30px;]♒ Undine had kept her head down the whole time. Avoiding any eye contact from the marines. It was as if she was a shy person or something like that. "No sir." said the fishmen. Undine's body relaxed as soon she heard those two words. Her body tensed up right away as soon the fishmen put his arm around Undine, making her eyes widen under the shadowed of her hood. . "My wife and I have only just arrived not to long ago. I'm sorry we couldn't be of help. Good luck to you." said the man to the group of marines. ♒ The marine leader looked at the fishmen rather suspiciously. Then he crossed his arms across his chest. The wanted poster till in his hand. "Well since we're looking for a mermaid, I'll have to ask your wife to take down her hood. Just to make sure." said the marine, turning to look at Undine. Obviously waiting for her to take off her hood. She shrank back into the fishmen's arms. "I-I rather not." whispered the mermaid, tensing up as she prepared to run away. ♒ The marine leader glared at the hooded woman, "Take off your hood or I will do it by force." demanded the man. Undine gave no response to the marine. Out of impatience, the marine leader lashed out to forcibly pull down her hood but Undine was much faster. She leaned forward, the movement causing the hood to fall back. She bared her teeth her snake-like fangs slid out and she bit onto the marine's arm that had reached for Undine. Her fangs injected poison into the marine's arm causing it to go numb and limp with a searing pain spreading out through his arm. ♒ The marine let out a yell as soon the female released her bite. Undine quickly to the fishmen. "Still want to help me?" asked the mermaid, obviously she cannot move much since the fishmen has her in his arm. [/style][STYLE=width: 400px; text-align: center; font-size: 9px; color: #565656; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: 0px; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 3px; opacity: 0.9;]made by kiwii at btn & ote![/style]

[Ke'tar]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,475,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][style=width:175px; border: 3px solid #000000; height: 450px; float: left][/style][style=float: right; width: 272px; color: #000000; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 0.5px; font-family: arial; padding: 10px; margin-top: 3px; text-align: justify; border-left: 3px solid #000000; margin-left: -5px; height: 432px; overflow: auto; background-color: #efefef]Ke'tar knew that look. The marine wasn't fully convinced by his statement, and he proved this by saying that he wanted to look at his wife's face. As the girl replied, the fishman thought of all the excuses he could possibly come up with to explain the girl's aversion to showing her face. Any and all ideas were quickly brushed under the rug, though. The problem wasn't making an excuse, though, it was the brutish personality of most marines when it came to finding a mark. The marine demanded to see under the hood after the girl's refusal, and things quickly devolved from there. The marine tried to force the hood off, and the girl responded by moving forward. This caused the hood to fall back, but she was seemingly preparing for that as she bit the marine who tried to take the hood off. Ke'Tar knew he needed to act fast. As the girl asked if he still wanted to help, and he simply moved to sweep her up, and carry her bridal style before running in the opposite direction of the marines. Want wasn't a factor. He'd just lied about a criminal being his wife, and the marines wouldn't care if he tried to say he didn't know her or not. So, he was stuck with the girl for the moment, and he figured that she would just hold him back; which is why he decided to carry her. For him it wasn't such a big deal, she was relatively light, and he was a strapping fishman. He couldn't carry her forever, but he at least hoped that he could dart through enough alleyways to lose track of them. Best case scenario, he would be able to reach the ocean, and they would both be in their element, and gain the upper hand. [/style]

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