#mooncasted

↬   OF  MERMAIDS,  MASQUERADES  AND  MAGIC. - NO LONGER ACCEPTING

@mooncasted sent: ‘  so  you  gave  up  your  fin  for  legs  ?  ’ / wuya hgkjdfhg

'Give up' is a rather misleading word to use. The transformation potion's effects weren't so powerful, at most giving them a few days before the magic would start to dwindle. For Jade, the thought of permanently trading his fins for legs is scandalous. The idea of separating himself from his element, his home, of everything that he is proud of would have made him depressed. He would never do such a thing.

↬   OF  MERMAIDS,  MASQUERADES  AND  MAGIC. - NO LONGER ACCEPTING

@mooncasted sent: ‘  if  you  want  my  help,  you  must  earn  it.  ’ / wuya

Oh, if only things were that simple. The books about Fae myths on the surface would then have nothing to boast about but empty pages.

He's gone through some of them in the archives, curious about the students in Diasomnia but also intrigued by the mysteries the surface has to offer. Receiving eatables from fae had been one among the many schemes humans had encountered. So is soliciting them for help, forming a contract.

@mooncasted sent || ‘  would  you  stop  staring  so  intently  ?  what  do  you  think  to  find  ?  ’ / from wuya

↬   OF  MERMAIDS,  MASQUERADES  AND  MAGIC. || Accepting

She had been caught, though Yuu tried time and time again to be secretive when staring the fact remained that in a world of beings that had literally needed to be on their toes every possible second she was a terrible sleuth. The once subtle glances of her classmates and upperclassman alike had grown bolder and more frequent in her time here, and though she had known staring to be rude there was just so much about this world and the people alike that fascinated her.

None more than the Diasmonia students had seemed to fascinate her the most however, as the concept of fairies, or rather fae as this world called it, was nothing more than a childish concept in her own world. Whereas in this it was perfectly ordinary for those types of creatures to exist.

"I'm sorry!" Yuu started bowing her head down in respect which she herself had found odd the moment she did it. "You're just, so interesting. I promise I don't mean that in a weird way but fae and those affiliated with the heritage don't exist in my world."

[ @mooncasted , starter call. for tsuki. ]

Silent snowfall covers the forest floor in a slow-growing blanket while dead trees in the distance crack and reverberate between the mountains. She stares; her breath is nothing more than a cloud. The edges of her black cloak are grabbed by hands, which then pull inward as if the thin fabric might provide some warmth.