Teddybear

Megara frowned, somewhat disappointed she wasn't going to get to see Skull jump off first. "Yeah, just step off and fall. Gravity's just a bit stronger for us than it ...

They were nearing the front gates, a fact that killed Fidel's voice in his throat. There were guards. Even from this distance, around the corner without a view of the ...

Marciella rolled her eyes, "Must it?" she stepped toward him, looking him up and down before stopping a few feet in front of him with her arms crossed, her gaze ...

Marciella quietly excused herself from the group and slid back into the water. Her legs were killing her and she suspected that it was the soreness of her fins leaking ...

She barked a laugh, "I'm most certainly not a lady, but thanks for the compliment. And I have to go last to ensure you little morons don't get attacked the ...

"Oh," Fidel said, "Aren't you worried that she might....you know, once you're not in her body?" "Gods this kid has a short memory," Megara commented. She really didn't have a ...

Queenie glanced around. It was darker than she'd previously thought down here. She closed her eyes and forced the thoughts that accompanied that one out of her head. Then, silently ...

Kiran felt a burst of excitement. Home. She gave the girl a grateful look, but was too distracted by her thoughts to say anything. How would she apologize for her ...

"Hm?" Marciella blinked, "My family?" Baba couldn't mean that. There were a few topics one just didn't ask the mer about, family was one of them. But Baba wasn't from ...

Megara smirked when she saw Skull's expression and turned back to guide them further down. The temperatures, cool, but comfortable enough at first, soon plummeted to the point where Megara ...

Fidel blinked, "Wow. So is Megara still in there? Do you, like, see her thoughts or something?" he asked, fascinated. "You better not be able to," Megara grumbled.

Marciella blinked, the only sign that she was at all surprised by this answer, and responded with her usual grace, "You certainly seem to," she said, being careful not to ...

Marciella smiled. Humans were always smiling. Anything less and anger, resentment, sadness, or any other negative emotion would be assumed. It was exhausting. "I see," she said, waited for a ...

"You don't have one?" she frowned, "Is your family wealthy?"

She had to remind herself to return the smile. Human traditions with her then for sure. "And your occupation?" she asked, attempting to keep up the conversation.