@noxtalgie
Pure and virtuous she sounded to the stranger for speaking out toward such an aberrant gift from the sea water. The oceanic doll was a ploy to get closer to the girl without frightening her of course. The auburn haired siren was familiar about the connection between toys and children from watching the lost boys triumphantly carry around their innovative bamboo swords and island like knick knacks. Hesitance left the sprite, her head was peeking out beside the rock , her hands still clutching the stone but allowing herself to be seen. Did the token of friendship work she wondered? With such a close opportune, she remained silent at first, uncertain about the humans initial reaction. She attempted to allure the young girl on first sighting alone, fully dependent on her stupendous beauty and crafted jewelry that adorned the crown of her head and neck. She was embezzled in pearls, sea glass and shells in a array of different colors, shapes and sizes. Mermaids are very aware of their presence and how it captivates their suitors, for all things that glimmer in nature are truly deadly and treacherous. A humanoid creature is no exception to the rule , especially to any of her sisters who had promptly took notice and decided to follow suit , furtively submerging themselves underneath the lagoon from hindsight. Poised on either side of the two , they were listening in and curious as well. Marluxia had glanced up at namine , she appeared to be staring at the water, perhaps meticulously searching for shells he assumed, something trivial in a sense. Just a few more jots of land marks in his sketch and they would be leaving shortly. He glanced back up again at the mermaids basking from their far distance , ignorant of the few numbers that hardly dwindled the crowd. Nothing dangerous seemed to skewer his view, unbeknownst and unaware of the real danger that was obstructed from the sea rocks surrounding and presently engrossed with namine.
