[012 ☿] Mer-cury

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She's a mermaid, slipping through the water even faster than her normal body could do, darting beneath the waves and breathing her element. Her tail, shimmering blue and silver scales, flickers to speed her along. Sapphires adorn her ears and neck. When she surfaces, finally, she rests on a small rock outcropping, and plays her harp.

The music is clear and lovely. When her voice joins it, lilting and enticing, it becomes irresistible. Nothing like it belongs to this world. Ships divert their courses, heading straight for the rocks, heedless and helpless.

The inevitable wreckage causes chaos. Men shout and struggle to keep themselves afloat. A black-haired soldier determined to reach Mercury finally comes close, only for the mermaid to grab him with unnatural strength and drag him beneath the water with her in a grasping and clinging embrace. She laughs coldly, stirring up a cloud of bubbles that entangle themselves in her hair that wavers with the current. She likes luring them to her.

These sailors and soldiers are far from the first. In the background, the remains of several ships pile up against the misty horizon, notably one marked as the SS Senshi.

[ooc: join in the mer-cury's mischief, be drowned or wrecked (or spared if you're a friend!), just swim together, anything goes. can tell me what you'd prefer.]

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[waterfell.livejournal.com]

[Oh, humans are very easy targets; always have been. Their minds are easily clouded and affected, they're easily manipulated. She tilts her head only at 'majority'.]

Ohh? Think some can resist it?

[sixthsefira.livejournal.com]

There are a precious few, who I think would endeavor to assure that they would not fall to it.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

Let them! - if they can.

[She smirks; she's confident in her power and besides, whether the humans fall to her or manage to escape is equally pointless, just a way to pass the night. The ones who escape would be worth noticing. This is a game.

This is a dream.]

Shall I show you how easy it is?

[sixthsefira.livejournal.com]

[He gives her something of an amused smirk and a gesture toward her previous perch.]

If you so desire to, by all means, show me.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

[Her grin widens, and she slips back up to the surface so easily, not even bothering to wait for him to join her; she knows he will: he challenged her to this, after all.

It isn't long before a ship comes into view. She's chosen her position to cause the most trouble, after all. Purposely, this time, she only plays a few slow arpeggios, and only sings a few notes.

As little effort and power as possible, to still bring in the ship. She can already hear the first cries of the men who hear her first.]