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Thread: ןןǝʍ ƃuıɥsıʍ ǝɥʇ oʇuı [[docтorred + иσιя ]]

The Nymph was in no mood. He started forward, sliding a little as he moved down the stream, he stopped and looked the pair over, his lips curled in a mixture of anger and disgust for them. He shook his head slowly and decided there would be no mistake this time. He drew his hands wide and spread the fingers far from one another. He closed them again, and held still only a moment before slamming his hands back together. The sounds rocked the air around him, a resounding snap. Rindell made a face and tilted his head. A clap? Odd choice for someone so angry... He moved forward, his tiresome legs stumbling as he made to crawl his way back up the canyon and to Jiselle, his knees buckling and stumbling, his own body threw him to the ground as the Nymph advanced, tsking softly. When I entered the woods tonight, I didn't think I'd stumble on more than one treat, let alone two so very worthy things, he told them, licking his lips slowly, patiently as he eyed Jiselle. ...two? Rinndell asked, his hands clawing at the muddied bank, trying to gain purchase against it's rough terrain. he ground his teeth in frustration at it. It was a losing race, to reach Jiselle, uphill before the Nymph beyond her simply slid to a stop before her. His clothing was still ripped and in an agitated gesture, he stripped more of it from him, tossing the fabric to the wind, letting it drift off. he drew his tongue across his lips a last time before bending down and making a grab for a fistfull of her hair. Well, I was pleased to find a treat by the waterside, so freshly made clean, now dirty again, but I guess it'll be a delectable snack anyways... And, you, Rinndell. Who would have thought that you weren't the only one of your kind in this neck of the world, so long after your kind had moved out of these waters, for the most part...? The Nymph made a grab for Jiselle. Another....?
Thread: ןןǝʍ ƃuıɥsıʍ ǝɥʇ oʇuı [[docтorred + иσιя ]]

Jiselle trembled as she could hear Rinndell struggling to get up the rocks, but she was scared for him. Just go away. She said tersely to Rinn, as the nymph curled his fingers around her arm and tugged her away from the incline that her companion was attempting to climb up. But she could hear he was struggling, and she didn't want him injured on her behalf. She tried yanking her arm from the bastard who was blatantly up to no good. As usual, when he was talking of magical things, she struggled to understand the conversation as it was. She was powerless against the happenings of this situation, so chasing Rinn off was all she could think of. It bothered her that he'd gotten injured saving her...as..he didn't need to do that for her. Go away Rinn. She shouted at him, making sure she wasn't facing him as she was sure she looked scared. Though over the Nymph's presence, or what could possibly happen to him, she didn't know. Both, perhaps, but she suspected more the latter.
Thread: ןןǝʍ ƃuıɥsıʍ ǝɥʇ oʇuı [[docтorred + иσιя ]]

Yes, go away, fishy. I'm sure your friend will be here in just a moment, he said, yanking at Jiselle, his hand holding her tight, he kept a hold of her arm and in his frustration, reached down to yank her hair back, baring his teeth as he did so, though it was lost on her. No, Jiselle, just keep him busy for...a moment, I'll be... Right...there. Rinndells' fists pounded the muddied bank, the knuckles bursting against hidden rocks splitting the cold flesh and smearing the blood against the wet dirt. He clawed his way upwards, struggling against his clumsy legs and his bloodied hands, he clutched at anything he could, reaching for her leg, and sliding out of range after a shaky first attempt. he slid further down and gasped, spinning and sliding further when he felt a cold hand on his fragile ankle. A good yank sent him to the floor of the hill, back to where he'd started. Above him, a long coat stood, wavering in the shadows. It's wearer leered down at him. It's been a while since I last saw your face, Rinn. I was surprised when I found you at first. I'm glad I didn't just pass right by when I was searching for you. You've got something of mine, and I'll be having it back. The voice was cool and careful. Like Rinns in the melodious harmony his throat held, but unlike him with the shadows that lurked beneath it, the threat behind his tone. You're dead,' Rinn spoke, drawing himself up on all fours, scowling up the slope at the boots above him. He wiped the dirt from his face. Clearly, to the contrary. You've stolen from me. Where is it, Rinn? Maybe if you tell me, I won't make you watch. he told him, his arms folded. He wore long trousers and heavy seafaring boots. Rinn had seen them before, long ago. His face was akin to his, though less scaly and fish like, it seemed as though this one was far better at becoming a human. He wore on his waist a long sash of crimson. The markings on his face were similar to the ones Rinns' scales displayed, probably similar colored hair hidden beneath the dark cloth he'd tied over his head as a bandanna. Watch...? he breathed, his eyes rolling up the hill to Jiselle, and he started up the slope again. No... ! A boot met his shoulder as he carried a bit too high and he was pushed back down, with the ease of an adult pushing a child aside. The man laughed and shook with dark delight. I see you're not better at casting than you ever were, Rinndel. I suppose you'll be delighted to hear that neither have I, but mastery requires very little practice. he said, shaking his head, He turned his eyes up to Jiselle and rolled them across her slowly. He licked his lips patiently before turning to the Nymph. Bring her to me, he ordered him, his eyes leaving him and returning to the woman. We'll see what Rinn was trying so hard for. Maybe we'll do more than just see...
Thread: ןןǝʍ ƃuıɥsıʍ ǝɥʇ oʇuı [[docтorred + иσιя ]]

Rinn- Just go away. She shouted looking more distressed as the nymph slid his hands up her thighs, pushing the hem of her chemise upwards over her hips, his fingertips brushing over the soft curves of her body. Jiselle jerked away from him, enough to break his grip and she tugged her chemise down as she started to slide down the muddy slope, the nymph grabbed her thick red hair yanking her back causing her to fall on her bottom. She gasped, noting that her leg had been opened up on a rock. She touched the wound and could feel there was a decent amount of blood, but nothing that would kill her. The Nymph used her hair to force her to her feet and guide her down the slope to where the new comer was keeping Rinn down. Jiselle was perturbed he hadn't left yet, so close to the water, he could easily get away. Rinn...just leave. She choked back tears as she was shoved and tugged till the Nymph forced her against the new voice. She could feel that Rinn was closer now and the last thing she wanted was for him to stick around and get hurt, but from the sounds of it, he was in trouble anyway. The tension in the air was tangible and being the only human didn't bode well for Jiselle. She wondered that even if Rinn could get away, that this new male would go after him, unless he gave back whatever it was that he stole. She had a feeling that the nymph was also going to want his retribution for the humiliation Rinndell had bestowed upon him and she figured that he would take it using her. Rinn, please give him whatever he wants and go. Don't...don't try to do anything...please. She begged
Thread: ןןǝʍ ƃuıɥsıʍ ǝɥʇ oʇuı [[docтorred + иσιя ]]

Another lunge earned Rinn another boot-heel to the shoulder. He fell back onto his back, gasping, his body trembling, he shifted and rolled himself over, he glared at his assailant. He was broader and bigger than Rinn. He looked less like a swimming creature than Rinn in many ways, but their similarities were striking. Any two humans that looked so alike would be recognized as brothers, possibly even twins.A sneer as he turned away from his fallen opponent, the other turned to look upon the woman the Nymph had brought to him. He drew his long fingertips along her jaw, his fingers cold to the touch. Soft, and very delicious to look upon, he commented, walking a few steps in one direction, then another, examining her the way an antiques dealer might do to some new prospect. He stroked his chin slowly, thoughtfully, his tongue flicking out and licking his lips. He stood back int he spot where he'd previously stood and put a hand on his hip. Well, I suppose I could make room for two, and keep them both. he said, pensively looking between both Rinn and Jiselle. Or maybe I could throw one of you away later. Which do you think? he asked, to no one in particular. The wind picked up and it started to drizzle as they stood. Rinn, gasping for breath, still a few feet away from the water, he leered at the man above him, frustration making him less stable. His legs shimmered as he lost his hold, just a bit. His legs shimmered and lost a bit of their color, his body trembling with the strain.
Thread: ןןǝʍ ƃuıɥsıʍ ǝɥʇ oʇuı [[docтorred + иσιя ]]

Jiselle cried out hearing the boot land against Rinn's flesh. The sound was rather distinct, and the fact it was Rinn's gasping confirmed her fears. Their near identical looks were lost on Jiselle, as the girl couldn't see, and despite that, their energies were so different, she would have had trouble placing them as anything more then enemies. She stiffened as he traced her jaw, swallowing hard she could sense how close he was. Let him go, please. She frowned, If he owes you a debt, I...I'll do anything to compensate for it. Please. Just let him go... She begged reaching out she grabbed the assailants arm. I will do anything for however long if you please just release him. She said softly, though her conviction was very clear. She meant what she said. There weren't exactly a lot of options for either of them, and since Jiselle did owe him a life saving, she supposed instead of leading her to safety which was now a failed attempt, she would exchange her life, for his. Which didn't seem to high a price at all consider the quality of it so far. Just stop hurting him...please. she pleaded and wished there was something more she could give. Bribery she suspected would have worked better if she had jewels or riches, but she was hoping that her willingness to give herself over would hold some appeal.
Thread: ןןǝʍ ƃuıɥsıʍ ǝɥʇ oʇuı [[docтorred + иσιя ]]

Rindell felt his illusion shimmer and fade, his long tail slithering in the slick mud as he laid against the riverbank. Too far from the waters' edge to swim away, too far from Jizelle to make a difference. Too weak to strike a decisive blow, or much of anything from his position. Fooling around with magic was rough on his body, and he was paying for it now, at the worst point he could have been. He had been cocky with what he'd been up to, screwing around in the forest with the human. His vision blurred, the rain was a nice substitute when you were far from water, but being so close and weak was just a tease. He was fading quickly, and this was certainly not a good place to be doing that. The nymph leered up at his master, who was quite enthralled, his eyes lighting along the features of the woman before him, his licks carefully tracing his lips once, twice, before he reached out, his palm brushing her face. He relished the idea of her giving up to him, becoming his slave, his pet for the rest of her existence, all on the promise that he leave the fish below them alone. A petty price. What more could he ask for? Is there anything else to be gleaned from such a situation? He could ask for both. He was a greedy thing, much like Rindell, but in a very different way. He could let live the man he knew as a child who had scorned him in such a petty manner years ago... But then, he could not. So why should he? He could spend his life ripping the gorgeous disable creature apart, slowly ruining her by hand, and then, when he was bored, or she was too tired to be any fun, he would put holes in the fish, give him just enough water to keep gasping and begging for death. And you'll be mine forever? His voice slid across the air, slashing the pitter-patter of the rain to pieces. He slid his cold hand past her face, brushing her jaw once as he gripped her lovely hair, the locks she'd probably never herself gotten a chance to look upon and gave a good tug. He spun her body around roughly, pulling her back to his chest, the cold rain picking up and pouring against their forms. He held tight to the hair in his claws and breathed in her scent, nice and slow, sure to make a lot of noise as he did so, letting her know exactly what he was up to. What happens when I do things you don't like? Will you whine, and ask me to stop? Will you try to flee? When I beat you, and rape you, will you try to take your life?
Thread: ןןǝʍ ƃuıɥsıʍ ǝɥʇ oʇuı [[docтorred + иσιя ]]

Jiselle was very off-put by the situation at hand and there was so little she had to barter as things stood. She narrowed her eyes angrily in the direction that her captor stood. She was a bare minimum, aware of where everyone was positioned. There was no way she could escape and save Rinn at the same time...and so it had come down to this. Her life had always been dark and miserable. To even think that it was going to turn around or some how improve was a long shot in the dark. One she was not banking on. You have to leave him alone forever. Not just now, or ten years from now...but forever... She said firmly. A gasp escaped her lips as she was hauled against his chest, his fist knotted in her hair, holding her so still, she stared blindly up at him and and took a solid breath. The rain as it poured down set the mood of the situation perfectly. She closed her eyes despite not seeing him. ....If you do things to me that I dislike, I will be obedient and endure so long as your hold up your end of the bargain I will never say no to your whims...I will be dutiful. But I know you will out live me...so I ask that for the rest of my life and afterward, you will leave Rinn alone, and not harm will come to him from your own doing. She frowned bitterly and prayed for this long moment to be over. Jiselle could hear her traveling companion gasping and writing and the very sound made her heart break. I will never flee...and I will never take my own life...but you must promise to release him, and never to harm him. Never. She said firmly. She wondered how they were supposed to seal the deal. If there were some sort of gesture to confirm that his promise would be kept. She wondered if he would even honor the bargain. I will never struggling against your wishes...but you merely have to give me your word... She said impatiently as she realized that Rinn needed to get into the water...and that the nymph creature and this new male was preventing it. Do you agree?
Thread: ןןǝʍ ƃuıɥsıʍ ǝɥʇ oʇuı [[docтorred + иσιя ]]

The Mer-man pondered what she had said for what seemed like a lifetime. Very well. he spoke after a long period had passed and he stepped down from her, releasing her abruptly, his booted heels sliding a bit as he moved to the side of Rinn, who lay gasping on the bank, barely conscious, his eyes stared up at him, a mixture of desperation and fury boiling behind them. A smirk crossed his lips and he rolled his head slowly, loosening up before he leaned down, his great body moving to lift Rinn onto his shoulder. The man was notably larger than his captive relative, who was slender and made for traveling through the waters, he seemed to be more sturdy, a large man, at minimum. It was with ease that he hefted him and with a splash, he landed in the water. Leaning to deposit Rinn in the waves, he stood straight and turned to look back upon the woman. With his hair slightly longer, stubble rough and patchy across his jaw. The long leather coat he wore looked worn and was rough to the touch, speaking volumes of its' age and usage. Trousers of simple cloth cut skillfully clung to his waist, which was adorned with belts and trinkets. As a bonus, I'll even take Rinn aboard my ship and help him recover from his wounds, then we'll drop him off wherever he'd like. After that, we'll spend a very great deal of time together, I think. he said, his lips trembling under his slow tongue, coursing across them patiently as he stood. Unless you'd rather I leave him here to die of his own accord, he's suffered too long outside the water. he told her. That's more up to you, though, I suppose, he said, nudging Rinn as he floated beside him. He reached down to grab his tail as he floated on, dragging him back through the water towards him. The captive fish man flopped lazily, his body still and under the gentle rush of the river. The nymph was getting agitated and moved forward. But, Neer, You told me I could kill him when we- He stopped short and balled his fists up as the other man turned to glare in his direction. He held up a single finger, counting patiently to two. It didn't even take that long for the Nymph to slam his mouth shut and grit his teeth. If he were any more intent on not speaking now, blood would have coursed from his gum. Another word, Naiem, Just. One. More. Neer spoke, his fist tightening on Rinns' tail, which only gleaned a soft protest from beneath the waves. A great stirring came down the river as a boat steered into view. The man turned to look upon it as it approached. Schools of fish and other creatures skittered and flitted aside and down the river, fleeing the monstrosity. It was a full galleon, a wooden behemoth, just able to make it down the river to where they were. Oars on the sides swept it past, sometimes digging into the ground beneath it to pull it forth, into full view. It was a cacophony of noise and sights, the boat Neer waved down.
Thread: ןןǝʍ ƃuıɥsıʍ ǝɥʇ oʇuı [[docтorred + иσιя ]]

Jiselle stood quietly on the rocks, listening with the utmost attention as she tried to navigate the rather dangerous situation at hand. Her balance was thrown slightly as the larger of her captors moved away from her after what seemed like hours. She swallowed the lump in her throat as from the sounds of it, Rinn was moved. She steadied herself and gripped the hem of her skirt, crumpling it in her hand as she so desperately wished now more then ever that she could see. ...Yes. Please...Save Rinn...whatever it takes... She said as she was left alone standing on the rocks. Running she knew was futile, but the last thing she would want to do was leave Rinn there with this predator. Jiselle couldn't bear to do it. She had already made the bargain anyway. How long will he be sick for? She inquired as the sounds that Rinn were making were not of the good sort. Jiselle noted the captor's name. She supposed that she should get to remembering exactly what he was called. Though after hearing it just once, she would know it. She wasn't the sort who forgot things like that. Jiselle froze as the huge ship made its way down the river, the size of it apparent from all the noise that it made. She closed her eyes and waited. She supposed she would have questions for Neer...but honestly, she did not care to ask. The most important questions involved Rinn. Which oddly enough, she felt was the only person in her entire life that did not treat her as a blight or an object. She waited for the ships approach with a heavy heart, and carefully moved closer down towards the water waiting to board. Did you know it was considered bad luck for -female especially- red heads to be on a ship?
Thread: ןןǝʍ ƃuıɥsıʍ ǝɥʇ oʇuı [[docтorred + иσιя ]]

Jiselle had willingly been dragged aboard the ship given no choice really considering the circumstances. Unceremoniously dumped in a chamber and guarded by the nymph who had initially promised both her and Rindell trouble. Fortunately, the male she now identified as Neer was willing to use her as a bargaining chip in exchange for Rindell's life. If he didn't keep his end of the deal, Jiselle intended to do everything in her power to harm the other. She had to seriously wonder at this point, if perhaps she was dreaming despite that she had been assured hours ago, that this was in fact, real life. Jiselle sighed, keeping a mental note on exactly where then nymph was located and she acutely focused on his breathing and figiting movements. She could tell he was upset. It was his energy and the sounds that he made that told her this, but she kept to herself, at least for the first two or so hours before boredom really kicked in, she wasn't the sort to ask for trouble, but it seemed that Naiem was on Neer's leash. As this was the case, she decided to bait him just a little bit. Naiem, something seems to be troubling you... She drawled softly from against the wall. I imagine that its probably a myriad of things that irk you. Perhaps...its because Rinn so thoroughly embarrassed you and less then adequate fighting skills. Or maybe also that when you returned with 'help' that Neer had no intention of keeping his word to you. Perhaps that is what irks you so badly. I find it most ironic that it was me you tried to harm, but its also my bargain with Neer that prevents you from getting what you want. And since I'm the merchandise that is being used to keep Rinn from being harmed, you can't really do anything. And right now, we're leaving the forest, and you'll be stranded at see, with Neer, and he won't have any use of you...what do you think will happen then? Jiselle asked him looking utterly at peace with how things turned out. Even if the thought of letting Neer have his way turned her stomach. The red head curled her legs underneath her, pale green eyes lingering over Naiem despite that she couldn't actually see him. She settled onto the bed, finding it curiously comfortable. She'd never been on something quite so soft. This should have brought her some comfort, but really it did nothing to calm her nerves over the situation. She thought that perhaps after Rinn was free that she could relax a little and get used to how things would be. Despite her stomach being tense, it had been a lengthy time since she'd last eaten anything of substance. She blindly reached for the tray and after touching a few things, decided on an apple. It would keep her from getting sea sick and was something she was familiar with. She took a bite and offered Naiem a smile, though it was hardly kind or friendly.