#marilittlefish

"Awh, really now? An' here I was, thinkin' that sharing was caring." :P]

Noel and Ophelia's interactions: Generally really sweet and well mannered toward each other, almost like a sisterly relationship

Sheyon and Mari's interactions: Literally this

Shey: FUCK YOU

Mari: NO FUCK YOU

Shey: I HOPE YA DROWN IN QUICK SAND YA LITTLE SHIT

Sheyon huddled over the much smaller body she was cradling, inhaling sharply as she leapt across the gap that separated one building from another.

This was so fucked. She never should have brought her here, it was so goddamn foolish to bring her to something this dangerous. Shey mentally cursed herself as she slid across the rain-soaked rooftop towards a metal staircase, tucking the young water elemental in one arm and vaulting the railing.

The thug let herself fall before grabbing the railing for the last flight of stairs that led into the alley way, wincing as her arm pulled taut to stop her decent. Mari wasn’t very heavy but their combined weight damn near left her with a dislocated shoulder.

Another idiot mistake she’d beat herself up over later. The next part was easy. Now out of sight of their pursuers, Shey doubled back, alleyway to alleyway, street to street. Finally, convinced she wasn’t being followed any longer, she lifted garbage from a dumpster with effort to clear a space for her and her accomplice to hide from the rain. She climbed in and set Mari down, panting and wheezing. Tiredly, she inspected the bullet wound on Mari’s right arm and cringed, realizing that the younger girl wouldn’t be doing anything right hand related for quite some time.

Sheyon mumbled an apology as she took off her hoodie, placing a portion in the girl’s mouth. “Bite down, Mar.” She whispered as she pulled out her knife.

Mari looked kind of out of it, and Sheyon hoped that meant she could retrieve the bullet without too much fuss. Though she struggled a bit, Mari behaved admirably, even if it might only have been because she didn’t want Shey to think less of her.

She cut up the cloth and bound it tightly around her arm, afterward drawing the Mer into a hug and resting her chin on her head, contemplating how sound a decision it was to involve a child in a life this dangerous. Even she didn’t have a family or didn’t think she had a future, literally anything was better than that

. “I’m ending our partnership. You ain’t cut out for this kid.” She muttered decisively, and though Mari might’ve protested, she didn’t hear her.

The blue appeared again, only closer this time, close enough for her to reach out and touch. It’s mere presence soothed her, so warm and comforting that she couldn’t help but want to be enveloped in it...to just... reach out and...

-ZZZZTT-

-GASPING AND SCREAMING-

“...”

“Whe...Huh...?” Sheyon found words hard to form, as if she was relearning how to speak. She looked around frantically, no longer in the forest with that wretched Queen but in an urban alleyway. Not far from where she sat was a small stranger, trembling and petrified.

“Who...you...?”