ᗰYTᕼOᒪOGIᑕ (multi-lit supernatural creatures rp, very open)

Violet stepped out into the water. Even for a vampire, the icy chill made her winch. Further and further they waded until eventually they were knee deep. At that point, a face steadily rose above the choppy navy swirls. It was repulsive -- even more so than the last ones. This one looked like it was...rotting. As she opened her mouth to speak, her teeth were black.

“I speak for sirens,” she said in a stilted, gravelly voice.

“We...want Mirren children -- need to acquire Mireen parents.”

[[crap I gotta go I'm late for my friend. BBL ]]

[[ *sigh* my best friend cancelled, and my brother isn't answering my texts, and both my cousins and me are all mad at each other. But anyway, was going to propose Siren's end up sending Aurora, Violet and Liam on a quest (Desmond can get held hostage idek) to go get a thing [andhavesomegroupbondingbutyaknowwhatevs] so that they won't kill people. They get the thing, come back, case closed? ]]

[[ Also, do you want to work in a lycan plot to Liam at some time I see he is a carrier of the gene. ]]

[[Yeah that sounds good -- want to do a budding romance between Violet and Liam? He can still die, it just makes things more dramatic. But if not that's chill -- she'll be suitably sad either way.]]

The Siren growled, then flicked her tail out the water, using it to slap Aurora in the cheek.

“Mirren parents make trade with us. They ask for Mermaid blood. We...start war, with mermaid. In return, they will give us spells -- spells to fight mermaid, and human. Where are the spells!” the siren said.

Violet shrank back slightly and pulled Aurora to the side. “Mermaids and vampires can’t use thaumaturgy that well -- I doubt any ‘spells’ given to these..eh..ladies, would’ve been useful to them anyway…”

She turned back to the siren. Thinking on her feet she said, “we can’t give you the spells, what do you want instead?”

[[woot]]

he siren slid underneath the water. Violet just stood there -- in a limbo state. Not knowing what would happen next. It wasn’t pleasant. She never thought she’d wish for the tower again…

But beside her, she could see the fear in Aurora’s eyes. Her hand slid under the water line and knitted her fingers into Aurora’s fingers and gave her a firm look. “It’s going to be okay,” she said -- sounding much more confident than she actually felt.

Then, the siren popped her head up again -- making Violet jump slightly.

“Sirens die when...making babies.”

Violet turned bright red.

“having babies,” the siren corrected, and the vampiress felt a little more comfortable.

“Too much...blood. Up high mountain in this land is treasure -- magic remains of powerful witch-vampire -- remains...enchanted. They will stop siren death from having babies.”

“Bring to us!” the sea-monster commanded. “You have seven days.”

And with that, the creature left -- returning to her home in the depth of the ocean.

“Have you ever heard of such a thing?” Violet asked Aurora, looking bewildered.

"Uh... No," Aurora said. "But I think they just asked us to go fetch them the equivalent of a magical siren midwife, so quite honestly, I'm feeling a bit sorry for them at the moment. And I'd rather do this, with only a large chance of dying, than dying, with, well, a 100% chance of dying. So let's do it."

Violet cackled. "My mother was a midwife once, you know -- in 1695. She was very young. Apparently, she made millions selling placentas to rich old vampires -- who knew they were so into that," she said absent-minded, before happily wading back to shore where a worried Desmond was pacing up and down.

"Well?" he asked them both. "What happened?"

"After you," Violet said, looking at Aurora, hoping that the doctor would like the plan better if he heard it from his apprentice.

[[Aye it is -- I'm presuming you're in the UK considering when you are and aren't online, if so, should be out for you too. 

But yeah no it was absolutely hilarious. Well worth seeing -- especially with friends. Feels better if you're laughing with someone. ]]

(Okay, yep, I'm going to sleep now. Night!)

[[ yeah no I'm in Glasgow myself -- should probably also be sleeping, but I'm also terrible at doing things properly so imma just stay up and play vidya gaymes instead. Night! ]]

(It has just occurred to me that in the current stage of RP, Aurora would literally take a bullet for Violet or Desmond.)

“We’ll be fine!” Violet declared, before grabbing onto Aurora’s hands and spinning her around -- absolutely loopy in her happiness.

“Don’t you realise what this means? I can be normal again! A human! No fear of accidentally murdering you for your A neg low white cell count iron medium blood!” she declared, not even caring she’d revealed how much she thought about Aurora’s blood before.

“I...I might be able to have normal things,” she said quietly, suddenly stopping and looking off some distance away.

“Speaking of normal people, where’s Liam? He should come with us -- might be handy to have someone who can explode things by our side.”

(yeeeesss. In other news, I'm groggy as hell -- I really got to get my sleeping pattern sorted.)

Violet giggled, then started to stroll up the beach -- hopefully they could catch the next ferry if they hurried. Thank god she was wearing good shoes.

"Oh, don't worry!" Violet said -- of course, anything bad had suddenly turned into sunshine and rainbows in the face of potentially becoming human again. "You can teach me what humans do -- and you can join Aurora in telling me all about the tv phones and everything like that."

[[lol ye. Idek, I got this year off on medical leave so it shouldn't be a huge issue, but still -- I'm meant to go up to aberdeen in a few days, so that's going to be an early start.]]

Violet didn't say much on the way there -- she was too giddy. Her world was starting to be built around her. She'd go back to high school, complete her last year. She'd go to university -- perhaps she'd do some thaumaturgy on the side! She'd get a house, with a garden she could plant in. She'd travel, go to every country, sampling every food! And then, of course, she could maybe one day have a family...but that was a long way off yet.

Before she knew it, she was on the ferry -- having bought tickets with Desmond's credit card he'd left in her pocket. So silly to think of Desmond having a credit card. She still presumed he paid for everything in bags of gold or something else appropriately archaic.

Suddenly, they were all on the boat with swarms of noisy, excited passengers all lining up for breakfast. Violet could, but didn't need to eat, of course. So instead, she made her way to the bar. The good thing about boats, was that the bar was open all the time. Even at 9 AM in the morning.

"Two white russians with a shot of chocolate liqueur," she said. The tender looked at her skeptically, then asked for ID. Violet flicked her provisional licence out on the table. He picked up the card and cocked one eyebrow.

"1970? Yeah right kid, get lost, you're clearly not fifty years old," he said before moving away to serve another customer. Violet was speechless in fury. Thirty years in that godsforsaken tower and now she's being denied her favourite drink?! Last time she made it she had to steal her boyfriend's dad's kahlua. She wondered how Caden was doing now -- he could be a grandfather for all she knew.

With cheeks slightly tinged with red, she departed to go find Liam. Gods, this was embarrassing.

"So, um, is there any way you could like, do me a favour? It's stupid, really. But I've been in that tower so long. Except that one time I helped imprison your parents. But ANYWAY, um, sorry, ehh..."

"...could you buy me a drink? That idiot won't accept my ID..." she held up the card and pointed to the '1970' birth date.