#misbehavingmagi

ah-- could he really do that? the magi’s words settled over him, on his shoulders and washed away. sinbad away from him, not enough to have his back facing judal, but he molten golden gaze seemed almost unforgiving. but really, it was more like a internal battle, a thought process, kill him? sure, judal was a problem here and there. how he was connect to them, the things that happened in parthevia, although not directly involved, the other was still part of it.

 but--

the king had no interest on placing that solely on judal, sinbad both hated and not hated the younger. he’s offered, and would offer him a chance. so killing him, would completely go against any past intentions he had, although things have changed. his gaze remained rather cool, calm, and the smirk or smile that came with a promise of a challenging fight wasn’t there.

‘you shouldn’t go the surface’ or ‘stop collecting all that trash it’s pointless’ and ‘why are you so fixated on humans?’, those were comments sinbad had grown use to hearing from his fellow merfolk. especially from his parents and friends. he didn’t blame them, after all, it was odd-- considering humans were their prey to begin with. but in turn some of these had taken a liking to try and hunt them as well. they weren’t always successful... but sometimes... sometimes they were too productive.

sinbad adjusted the earrings he wore, they were his mother’s, according his father, she had been killed by humans. he never really got much details pass that, and anyone else would have hated them from those very few words. 

but sinbad-- sinbad didn’t hate them. sure, they were obviously their main food intake, they caused storms to wreck their ships by their magic and enchanted them into their watery deaths. two opposing sides were bound to clash, but that didn’t mean he missed his mother any less and it didn’t damper his fascination with humans.

tonight it was a hunt, sinbad was leading it, and had gone ahead before the sun could full set to spy on the ship. he only had so long before the water and winds would pick up by the spells cast by him and his pod. might as well make the most of it right? besides! there might be interesting things to collect, or interesting humans.

he’d gotten rather good at being careful with sneaking around, he was an adult after all (still very young in comparison to some, pushing early twenties in human years) and should act like... by being good at breaking the rules without getting caught. it looked like your standard hunting party as he ducked behind some rocks to avoid being seen. the mer prince waited for a few moments, slipping beneath the water as he swam towards the ship, before reaching it and using his claws to haul himself up and see what the humans were doing.

what he hadn’t expected--- was for one of them to spot him, a human with deep red eyes.

// You have an amazing voice o.o Wow!

/licks faisu

He was rolling around in his bed,kicking the second blanket of its edge. The sheets were ruffled andhis bedgown seemed to be wrapped around his body several times,exposing the scars on his thighs. A low whimper was falling of hislips yet again, followed by a helpless sound.