Being awoken as she had threw Vi into a whole world she'd never known. Creatures and people she'd never seen in her lifetime now roamed the waters and the ports. While the familiar was nothing but memory. A world only being touched by her dreams.
Ages had passed and she'd not changed a bit. A selfish part of her had wished that she'd wake up one day as herself again. A vain part of herself that did not see whatever beauty Ghila'nain had.
The pirates that had found her seemed to think her beautiful, too, enough to not kill, at the very least. And for that fact, she was grateful. Though eluding them had proven troublesome at first, she'd eventually shook them and taken herself deep underwater.
But curiosity was a funny thing. One that didn't just disappear. And so she'd ventured back toward the surface again, trying to determine the best way to investigate this strange new world without putting herself in harm's way. Or in front of too many strangers. The pirates, alone, had seemed quite perplexed about her appearance and argued over what she was. Mermaid. Siren. Freak. All terms thrown out, none of which she'd understood. Barely discerning what words their lips even formed at the time.
Surfacing this time had brought into sight a vessel. Much like the one that had found her chamber and awoken her far too early. Curiosity pulled her to the sides and up a rope where she snuck a careful peak at what happened on deck.
It... looked bad. Ropes were out, people looking scared as the crew herded them about. Despite being rusty of years without flexing her abilities, Vi was able to shroud herself enough to creep onto the deck. Her target was one of the closer sailors to snag the cutlass off his belt.
Yet before she could make the grab for it, he'd unsheathed it, waving it around at one of the scared people. Huffing silently, she allowed her shroud to fall as she made a grab at him from behind. Arms wrapping around his chest, she yanked backward until she'd gotten him close to the edge of the ship. And as he hollered in both surprise and frustration, both plunged over the side into the sea.
Releasing her grip, she dove deeper and yanked on his feet to drag the man deeper and deeper. He flailed, bubbles erupting from his mouth as she dragged him down further, cutlass swinging wildly and just grazing her temple. Glaring, she summoned what mana she could to use the power of the water around her to push him further and further down than she could drag him. He'd not resurface in time, and Vi rushed the surface.
Clambering back up the side, she wasn't sure what she'd find this time. But as soon as she could catch eyes with the scared folk, she'd sign for them to follow her to safety - not even pausing to consider if any of them would understand.
Ages had passed and she'd not changed a bit. A selfish part of her had wished that she'd wake up one day as herself again. A vain part of herself that did not see whatever beauty Ghila'nain had.
The pirates that had found her seemed to think her beautiful, too, enough to not kill, at the very least. And for that fact, she was grateful. Though eluding them had proven troublesome at first, she'd eventually shook them and taken herself deep underwater.
But curiosity was a funny thing. One that didn't just disappear. And so she'd ventured back toward the surface again, trying to determine the best way to investigate this strange new world without putting herself in harm's way. Or in front of too many strangers. The pirates, alone, had seemed quite perplexed about her appearance and argued over what she was. Mermaid. Siren. Freak. All terms thrown out, none of which she'd understood. Barely discerning what words their lips even formed at the time.
Surfacing this time had brought into sight a vessel. Much like the one that had found her chamber and awoken her far too early. Curiosity pulled her to the sides and up a rope where she snuck a careful peak at what happened on deck.
It... looked bad. Ropes were out, people looking scared as the crew herded them about. Despite being rusty of years without flexing her abilities, Vi was able to shroud herself enough to creep onto the deck. Her target was one of the closer sailors to snag the cutlass off his belt.
Yet before she could make the grab for it, he'd unsheathed it, waving it around at one of the scared people. Huffing silently, she allowed her shroud to fall as she made a grab at him from behind. Arms wrapping around his chest, she yanked backward until she'd gotten him close to the edge of the ship. And as he hollered in both surprise and frustration, both plunged over the side into the sea.
Releasing her grip, she dove deeper and yanked on his feet to drag the man deeper and deeper. He flailed, bubbles erupting from his mouth as she dragged him down further, cutlass swinging wildly and just grazing her temple. Glaring, she summoned what mana she could to use the power of the water around her to push him further and further down than she could drag him. He'd not resurface in time, and Vi rushed the surface.
Clambering back up the side, she wasn't sure what she'd find this time. But as soon as she could catch eyes with the scared folk, she'd sign for them to follow her to safety - not even pausing to consider if any of them would understand.
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