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Topic Started: Apr 8 2010, 02:21 AM (269 Views)
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((Leith fon Undinia - I swear it's just a coincidence that he's a redhead))

It's kind of hard to aspire to much in life when, from the moment you were born, you were considered a curse upon your royal house. It all started for Leith the moment he emerged alongside his mother, opening his eyes and first glimpsing the wonder of the cerulean waves that made up his entire world. The first thing that he was greeted with was a scream, one that sent cascades of bubbles out of the servant girl's mouth as she swam away in the opposite direction, in such a panic that she didn't realize she had gotten her tail caught between the heroic hand and chin of a revered sculpture that proudly stood at the entrance to the ceremonial grounds, keeping her hilariously within range of the newborn mer-boy who responded by screaming his gills out.

Leith's mother hadn't been to happy, but, fortunately, Lei never did remember much about his early childhood. It was filled with old decrepit merwomen with wide, staring eyes, and more cynical old mermen stroking their long, flowing beards and making comments about "haven't seen anything like it", "an abomination but kinda sweet", and "His hair looks like that stuff the humans use to banish the darkness". all before his royal parents who did their best to keep their tongues in the presence of the council.

Things were a little different in Undine than one might expect from old tales of mer people living happily and harmoniously together under the waves. They were a complex society, albeit a simple one from all appearances. And things seemed simple enough till someone was suddenly born and through the sheer act of existing he managed to throw a wrench in everyone's plans and expectations for what their kingdom and, more importantly, what their royal family should be.

The inheriting line of the royal family had been, as far as the records went back in the great library, solely the Undinia. After all, they were the namesake of the kingdom itself. And every single heir and ruling party had been a woman. Why? Simple. Because the royal family only creates girl children. It's not a choice nor it is a preference for the fairer sex, it's just the way that nature dictates they survive. Mermaids have the ability to use Ceru, or magic, while mermen are more suited to becoming warriors and taming underwater beasts. To top it all off, the magic in the species had mostly been confined to the royal line, making it inevitable that only women of the Undinia house and any royal offspring from the few branching families (also all women) would be the sole carries of Ceru.

So the path of a royal was quite easy to unravel. First the girl who will eventually become the queen is born, she is raised equally with her sisters, at the appropriate time, when the youngest girl becomes of age, they are taken to the ceremonial grounds for the inheritance ritual, the victorious mermaid becomes the heir apparent, she finds a husband, takes the throne, and the process begins all over again when she has her children. Siblings and husbands are all meant to rule in her stead when she is away or in the child process.

Lei was a surprise all around. He was born almost exactly seven years after his seventh sister and he was born alone. Due to the time-consuming nature of having children for mermaids, they tended to go ahead and make their desired number in one or two goes, as his sisters were born in two ceremonies, the first producing four and the second, three. So the fact that his mother and father had only produced a single child was strange enough, but the kingdom was in turmoil for five whole degrees when they heard that they'd somehow managed to produce a boy.

Also problematic and a sign of his 'cursed' status was the fact that he had ridiculously bright crimson hair. It was a rare enough color in the sea that it had taken a few minutes to identify the name itself, as only rare stones worn by royalty and kept secretly in the vaults were anything close to red. No one even thought mermaids could produce red-haired children as it just wasn't common-sense. They did, after all, live under the sea where there wasn't a large variety of color when it came to the scenery. Thus all merpeople had hair ranging from seaweed green to cerulean blue, to clear silver, and various shades inbetween. So it was inevitable as well that anyone would see Leith coming from leagues away due to his strangely colored locks, trailing behind him like some sort of predator banner.

Everyone thought that, while odd, he'd just be casually passed over for most of the important lessons and kept in the back of royal gatherings since no one really knew what to do with him. After all, the customary gifts marking the landmark birthdays for the princesses would be silly if given to a young man. Mermen were warriors, soldiers, trainers, and sea-creature tamers. So Lei's father had tried sending his son to the classes meant for average merpeople, the ones catered toward men. And he failed them all. Why? Because it turns out Ceru is far easier to use in order to capture a renegade giant sea horse or to calm a whale than constantly striking them with a trident. No one knew how he could have Ceru, but no one was surprised by that point.

To make everyone's lives even more chaotic (a nickname that was quite popular with his sisters. They adored Lei in their own way, but always called him 'little chaos'), the queen suddenly disappeared right after the annual founding celebration, leaving the king of all people to take her place. That was when Leith was about nine, and no one had seen his mother since.

His father, as an intelligent warrior, had taken things in stride with the kingdom and, at first, looked to the queen's sisters for guidance on how he was supposed to rule and deal with the tasks that his wife always kept from him for fear of overworking a simple male. He rose to the challenge rather admirably and despite their misgivings at having a merman sitting on the throne, the merpeople adapted and even got used to Lei. A bit.

*****

"I swear, Leith, if you attempt to sing in the closet one more moment I'll rip your fins off and make a new hat," Scylla said, wrenching the door open with her rather admirable fingers and allowing her turquoise eyes to violently rip her little brother apart. For his part, Leith was positioned just-so that she couldn't see the tuner fish that he had been trying to convince he was already in tune to for an hour.

"S...Scylla. I thought you were at your fiancee's abode today," he tried. Formality worked with about half of his sisters on a good day, half the time, and for the life of him he couldn't recall if Scylla was one of the lucky ones.

"OUT. I was going to go and teach his sister how to make a bracelet with luminous shells but Father said that I had to make sure you weren't going to get the maids going with tales about hauntings in the palace again."

His singing was so bad that it apparently sounded like wailing from outside his private little closet, so much that people avoided whatever wing he had been using for semi-degrees after.

Leith sighed and released the fish, that was so prepared to be off that it zoomed straight through Scylla's blue hair rather than going around. She didn't seem to mind as her eyes were still locked upon her little brother.

"Why have you been doing this anyway? The stories only have been circulating for a degree. I know you tried singing as a much younger merman and stopped immediately after starting."

"I'll tell you," Leith said, narrowing his eyes and uncurling himself from his position inside the closet. Scylla caught a tendril of his hair in her manicured fingers as he swam past her to make sure he couldn't get away and she only let go when they had matched pace correctly.

"Scylla. You're one of the first batch of children produced by mother and father. So you understand that, statistics being what they are, the likelihood of one of you or my other three dear older sisters becoming the heir is high, so you couldn't possibly understand this. Furthermore, you've spent most of my life either away learning, teaching, being diplomatic, or waging war with sea beasts, so you haven't seen me every waking moment that wasn't family time."

He paused in his story then, swimming around a school of conspicuously golden fish. A chubby one with blue fins attempted to swirl playfully around the royal children, but Leith sent it packing with a jet-hot wave of water.

"Anyway, every morning since the day I was nine years old, the third degree after mother disappeared, father would stand above my shell, arms crossed, spear in hand, and ask me what I was doing today. You know, he has that voice, the one that's enough to make sharks run in fear? Yeah that one. I was nine and had just lost my mother. So, naturally, the first few times I was dumbfounded and then tried answering truthfully. Every time he'd whack me on the head with the end of his spear and say that I needed to get my act together. And since our father ONLY knows how to do things the roundabout way, it took me three whole years to figure out he meant what I was going to do with my life. So I said Ceru and he hit me. Then I said warrior, and he hit me. He hit me in response to cook, cleaner, political activist, sea painter, school organizer, matchmaker, tailor, smith, jeweler, diplomat, and leech to name a few. The only things he didn't give me a response to were 'in process', 'ill', 'physician' and 'musician'. So, every single day since I was nine he's been asking me what I'm going to do with my life and almost every degree I fail at something he's approved of and have to move onto something else. I'm running out of options, which is why I wanted musician to work."

Scylla had started laughing around "whack me on the head" and didn't stop until several beats after her battered brother had stopped speaking.

"Well that explains some of the odder things I've seen you doing. Why haven't you told me this before?"

"You never ask. It's always 'happy birthday, little chaos' or 'have you seen my pearl earrings?' or 'if you try that spell on me again I'll rip out your fingernails'."

"That's just my way of caring."

Leith gave her a suspicious glare. Scylla shrugged and then paused, looking around. He'd been doing the leading during his rather time-consuming story and he'd also set the pace, thus sending them on the far outskirts of the palace grounds. The back area was 'family-only' but it bumped right up against lawless land that most merpeople never traversed in favor of channels they were that were well-populated, for merpeople were quite social.

"Why'd you lead us here?" she asked.

"Oh. I wasn't really thinking. I play around here all the time. It's the one place where I don't get gawkers or people asking too many questions."

Scylla gave her brother a rather hard pat on the back and then turned back toward the dim glowing crystals of the palace.

"Well I got you out and away from haunting the place so I should really get going. Despite how much you think I don't know you, I also know that you like having time on y our own. But I'll be home later. Father's recently wanted us to spend more time in the Palace. I guess that means the ceremony will be coming up..."

That was in an odd place too. Technically, according to law, the family had to wait until all children in the line were of age to conduct the ceremony. While his sisters were all full adults and he was considered completely out of the realm of possibilities for the throne, it seemed silly to wait till he was of age but they all wanted to keep to tradition as best they could in the face of adversity so they had waited.

Leith saw his sister off, waited until she was out of sight, and then lit out for the surface.

It was his own little secret because, curse or not, he was still a merman and a Prince at that, and his father would hit him with the front end of his spear if he knew that his wayward, outcast son loved to make more of a spectacle of himself by perusing underwater caves during his off time.

Underwater was a rather misleading term as the bulk of the caves connected to the shoreline, close to where a kingdom of dreaded humans lived. But Leith had heard from the nymphs that they were all wary of the caves due to tales of scaly monsters dragging pure human women in or something ridiculous like that. Everyone knew it was evil fishermen who caught merchildren in their nets and ate them for dinner.

But Leith enjoyed the caves because of the ore. One of his actual hobbies that he hadn't had the guts to tell his father about during their morning routine was that he collected ore and stones he could find near the surface, infused them with some of his Ceru, and made useful items and battle accessories. It was a rather untouched market and since his father had tried to ascribe to tradition due to his nontraditional status as a mer-king, Leith was just waiting for the right opportunity to bring it up.

The merman broke the surface some time later, frowning as the air hit his face and stung his eyes. He'd emerged closer to the entrance of the caves than he'd preferred and consequently the dreaded sun reflecting of the water and walls of the blue caves pained his eyes. He bowed his head and ducked underwater again to clear them.

((I hope it was an alright introduction. I had a fun time making up my own sort of mermaid culture and making Leith an exception to try and better explain why he'd be crazy enough to go to where humans could find him XD BONUS Leith because I imagine he's not gonna be too fond of clothes. Excuse my horrible coloring. I was bored.

and it's kinda long too, so double sorry XD))
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“Oh, my love, I can’t take this separation for too much longer!”

“Neither can I! Oh darling, can’t we run away together?”

“But my father, I mus--”

“Excuse me ladies. Good morning. I’m going to interrupt you for a second. Now I think I need to mention that when I agreed to let you use my room for your forbidden love affairs that I meant when I wasn’t actually occupying it.”

The blistering sun pouring in through fresh cleaned windows and sheer curtains had a hand in waking up the young man in bed, but what topped it off was the sound of lip smacking and words so drenched with romance he was surprised that the air around him didn’t smell of drenched roses and old aged paper covered with ink that sang of such womanly affections. He expected the women to blush in embarrassment, apologize for not knowing that the blonde was curled up deep within his heavy bed sheets and then get back to work. They did not. They joined their hands and one put on a puppy dog face while the other narrowed their brown eyes to the sharpest point imaginable and aimed them at the messy haired man trying to go back to sleep. Thunder clapped in the background of the man’s mind as he tried to sleepily counter the look he was getting.

“You know what? I’m sure you ladies are hard pressed to find free time between your work and the forbidden romance you’re carrying on and all. I’m just going to let you have the room. Give me a moment…”

All while he attempted to get up out of bed and get a robe on brown eyes attempted to kill him while another tried to wound his heart with her tears. It was an awkward affair, Odell was dying under the weight of it, so through parted lips he began to push out words of various pitches, creating a song to break the tension. “When I--”

“Can you just go?” The sharp eyed one barked, prompting him to skip over putting on proper clothing and hop into his black robe and slippers, jetting towards the door under two polar opposite watchful eyes. Eventually he was able to escape them, getting out of his door and pressing up against the outside of it. Something came over him though and he popped his head back in to check dispite better senses.

“If you two plan to be…more romantically inclined, please lock the door. I had to shoo a butler off from catching you last week.” Odell got the door shut in time to avoid being hit by a book. “And to think I thought this would be interesting to watch. They’ve kicked me out every single time.” He grumbled under his breath, shuffling up and down the halls as he tried to wake up. No chance of that happening. He did manage to run into a few walls and doors he didn’t notice were open until after they were pressed hard up against his nose. Cursing under his breath in a matter most unfitting for a man in his station Odell decided that it was better that he try to go find a place to recover his lost hours of sleep than continue to wander about the palace.

He found a sanctuary in the library of his domain. No one would be in there so early in the morning. Odell slumped over at a desk, resting his head in his hands and exhaling loudly. The silence bothered him after a few minutes, so just to get some sound resounding in the room Odell tipped his head up and opened his mouth for a song “When I--”

“What are you doing in the library Prince Odell?”

“I assumed no one would be here this early in the morning.” The blue eyed man looked over at the nearby door, recognizing one of his teachers.

“…it’s an hour or so before noon.”

“That’s what I meant.” Odell slid out of his chair, pushing onto his feet. The old formally suited man gave him a puzzled look.

“Why are you still in your pajamas?”

“…I wanted to roll out of bed and enjoy the day as soon as possible, no hesitation. In fact, I’m going to go take a walk and keep enjoying this day.” Odell smiled big and bright before making a beeline for the door before he could be asked more questions about his appearance or forced to change it. The last thing he needed was to walk in on those two women and have to explain why they were in his room while he was ‘conveniently’ wandering the palace in his night clothes.

Using all of his shortcuts and the secret paths he made in his youth Odell managed to get out of the palace without notice, ending up close to the shoreline, one of his favorite places to go when he was alone.

“Woof!”

At the very least he would go when he was the only human. His dog Bruce seemed to anticipate what he was doing that morning and decided to wait for him by the water. The blonde smiled, running over to the dog and giving him a few scratches behind the ear. He loved that animal. He was an odd beast however. Rather than barking, the dog simply said ‘woof’. Odell thought he was crazy the first time that he heard it but after letting some of the other members of the palace it was confirmed that Bruce did indeed prefer to ‘say’ woof rather than bark. The blonde man assumed that it was because the dog had a bad throat or something and barking irritated him.

“I was asleep Bruce, but those damn women kicked me out of my own room. I treat them with so much kindness and they wake me up at this unholy hour.” Odell brushed through his thoroughly messy blond locks and looked at the dog who was jumping about, wanting to do something other than stand around and talk about the question that he never asked. “Fine, let’s go do something.” It was a perfect time for looking at some seashells anyway. His mother got him back into the hobby when he was just a little kid and to that day he still liked picking through the stuff and taking the shells that weren’t hosting life, either keeping them for himself or giving them to his mother so she could make something for him in her free time.

Odell made his way up the shoreline slowly with Bruce running around his feet as he progressed. Every few steps he would kneel down, ruining his tidy black robe with the traces of ground rock in hunt of a shell different from the ones he rummaged for in the past. Occasionally he found a few but for the most part he had copies of the shells already hidden away in his bedroom. “Mother’s probably already been down here today.” Odell spoke to Bruce as he stopped again next to a large rock, slumping up against him as he continued his search.

“Woof, woof!”

“You’re right, Dad probably has her chained at the ankle to her bed.”

“Woof!” Bruce continued to woof persistently, prompting Odell to actually give attention to the creature and what he was looking at. It was the opening to the cave that sat near the shore, but nothing was going on with it. “Woof!”

“I’m looking Bruce but I don’t see anything.” Odell said with an exasperated sigh, heaving his shoulders when the dog decided to bolt in that direction. “If you get in that water and drown Bruce I’m going to be very upset with you.” The prince pulled off his black slippers, shifting in the sand to get to his dog and his sudden dislike for ocean water.

((I loved it <3 I told you I would xD I love Leith and never mind the length. The more to read the better~))
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((That was brilliant from waking up to sappy lesbian love to the dog that 'woofs'. Wonderfully amusing~))

Leith had learned very little about the surface world that he didn't already know. Logically speaking. When he was a much younger merperson he'd heard from his fellow students in the school (when he was failed for using Ceru instead of muscle like the rest of the five year olds) all said that it was a dreaded, scorching land of fire and wraith-like land dwellers who subsisted on seafood alone. They wouldn't hesitate to drag one of their kind out by the tail and serve them up for dinner.

When he'd asked about humans, they'd all shrugged and said that, for the most part, they were quite boring.

Now this seemed an odd coincidence since Leith had been under the impression that the 'monstrous' wraith people who breathed fire and humans were supposed to be the same. Apparently not. Most human encounters (Insert JAWS music) were with the idiots who fell off of their rickety wooden floats or who stupidly swam out too far and had to be saved by a merperson or two. Because the last thing that they wanted was for one to go drown himself and then have the ocean alive with more of his kind eagerly calling out 'Jameson where are ye' ya lout'? all day and night.

Those facts more or less made up what Leith had learned about the surface and its inhabitants as a child. Now, he'd also done the clever thing and asked his mother who was trained by only the wisest of elders and she had said that the land-dwelling species were rather paranoid and probably would try and find some way to go down to the ocean floor to visit Undine with their damned curiosity and that was the real reason the two species never really mixed. Because it would be inconvenient. Sure, there were a few humans who knew of mermaids, but it was a highly discouraged practice.

Leith actually sort of wanted to meet one, just so he could get the whole 'fire breathing land monster' or human matter cleared up. There were human fishermen but they only wanted smaller fare.

He actually wondered about the humans since they all seemed to pass up perfectly good ore and materials for his craft. The caves were absolutely full of them. He half wanted to flop out on the ground and dig for more but that might be rather eye-catching, even with the dim lighting of the caves. The humans in their seaside castle sometimes came outdoors during the day and held strange little parties with frilly white material, green things that they smelled and fawned over, and women wearing such ridiculous ceremonial garb that they must nearly die in the heat of the sun. He'd watched one from afar, with his eyes just above water-level so he wouldn't be spotted.

He'd been spotted. Damn hair. It was settled around him like octopus tentacles and one of the little boys had spotted a 'RED MONSTAAAAA' from the top of the cliff overlooking the shore. Leith had made sea tracks soon after but he wouldn't soon forget the rather pleasant rushing sensation he'd felt at being caught and nearly 'seen' by a human. Even a pint-sized one.

But the ore wasn't being particularly kind to him today, which is what inspired his long marathon of human interaction-thought. He'd scanned the deeper caves while his eyes adjusted by the waters must have washed them all back to the ridiculously bright caves next to the sunlight.

So he'd looked around, eye level above water, and then swam to the front cave, still keeping wonderfully low, until Leith had found his prize. A pink jewel. That would be a rarity. He could even brag about it (bragging rights were a big thing in Undine).

Woof!

His head snapped up, sending water out onto the sand and stone when he heard a noise unlike any he could ever recall. Leith looked around, confused as to the source in the echoy surroundings and then. He.SAW. IT.

It was a monster! Big and hairy and with large, terrifying teeth unlike any he'd ever seen. It ran on all fours and as the sun caught its coat, it almost seemed to be on fire

Leith's mouth and eyes slowly widened and then he did what any rational creature with an inkling of self-preservation would do.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH IT'S A FIRE BREATHING MONSTER! THEY DO EXIST!"

And much like the maid he had thought was 'oh so funny' for constantly running into walls when she saw him, his tail moved before his arms and brain could catch up and Leith bounced hard against the edge of the sands and rock, propelling himself ironically toward the dog he was trying to escape from. He hit the ground hard and then embarrassingly sank back into the water to about his waist, holding onto the rocks and regarding the dog with wide, fearful eyes.

He never thought he'd become a statistic. It COULD happen to anyone!
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Odell was concerned about the well being of his canine pal. That concern did not rank high enough on his list of priorities to keep him going towards the animal when the glint of a white shell settled in the sand caught his eye. While Bruce continued to run and air his complaint about whatever sparked his attention the human once again fell to his knees to collect the attractive looking exoskeleton, rolling it around in his fingers after pulling it close to his blue eyes. “Mother could make an attractive bracelet out of this.” Considering it to be his good find to shine some light on his otherwise unpleasant morning the prince stuffed it into his robe pocket. Wonder if there are some more--

Thoughts of more shells were rudely interrupted by a scream that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up and his eyelids curl in surprise. Sensible Odell wanted to call Bruce back to him, pick up the 75 pound dog and go running back into the house at the appearance of what could have only been crazy person. Who shouted about fire breath monsters? Odell didn’t give himself time to think of an answer besides someone who came to the shore to devour the sand, springing to his feet and running towards where the scream came from.

Sensible Odell wanted out but Princely Odell who was taught that while he royalty and one of the most important people to the kingdom he needed to be ready to set his life on the line to help anyone in need, even the crazy sand eating once. The king many times told him that he wasn’t going to hold a funeral for any coward born to him and it was said enough times for Odell to take the role of being the knight-in-shining-armor like prince that he wanted him to be. The last thing he wanted was to be fed to the wolves that hung around the place during summer nights.

Bruce continued to woof, madder than he was when he initially went running away. Made upset by that screaming no doubt, possibly having hurt feelings thanks to being called a fire breather. Odell slid to a stop near the dog, grabbing him by the neck at his collar to prevent his journey into the water. “Why are you barking?” The blonde asked irritated, glancing towards the water. Oh, there was someone in it. That didn’t explain everything but it gave him a good idea after he did a double take. “Wow, you have some hair…” Odell marveled under his breath before turning back to his dog. “Stop it, that’s rude!” He assumed his dog was barking because of the bright red hair and it was rude. No one yelled when they saw the giant sheep dog coming in their direction.

“I apologize for him.” Odell spoke to the other human being again, raising his voice to be heard over the frantic woofs. “Are you okay? It sounded like he scared you pretty bad. I’m glad I got to you before he decided to bite, he’s very sensitive about name calling.” The prince noted, still trying to get the woofer to stop sounding off and attempting to break a hole in his master’s eardrum.
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Leith thought that he could hear the longing cries of the whales when they were out on long journeys through the deep as he stared death in the face. It was strangely comforting, to know that while he was panicking and cursing his fate to clearly die at the hands of a furry mean ace, that life went on in the waters below. Maybe someone would come and look for him? Surely if they heard of his valiant death scrounging for silly gems from an unknown monster, the entire kingdom would mourn...while secretly being sort of glad that the cursed child was gone and then immediately feeling bad that they felt good about it since they weren't monsters themselves. Just very set in their ways. He found it was easier to forgive at the end.

The merman slowly closed his eyes, ready to welcome whatever might come, when he suddenly heard a sentient voice above all the strange 'oof' or whatever sound the terror was making.

Leith opened his eyes and then immediately gathered his hair so that it fell in front of his eyes like a cumbersome curtain. outside of the water it was so lank and seemed even more 'everywhere' since it was weighted down by water clearly exposed to the air.

He was shocked. For one, he understood the strange monster's keeper, for two, he was utterly blinded by the brilliance of the human in front of him.

Leith had only seen humans from afar in the past and got the general impression that their hair color must also be good camouflage for their surroundings as the children with dark hair always seem to like playing in the mud and shadows while the ladies with their...whatever it was they use to adorn their bodies that was so cumbersome, seemed to have hair to blend in with the sand and white cloths they hung about during their human gatherings.

Never did Leith imagine that a human would hair colored to blend in with the sun itself! The man was literally blindingly brilliant to his eyes to the point where Leith shrunk back upon himself further and forgot his serene acceptance of what he had thought was certain death.

"N...not at all. I didn't realize the furry monster had a master. If so I wouldn't have shouted, I assure you."

The name-calling remark hit home then and Leith repelled further in the water and gave the beast another wary look. "Sorry. I didn't mean to insult you, good sir. You should make it clear when you don't speak the local language," Leith remarked, quite seriously, to the furry creature.

As he glided effortlessly back toward the caves, his eyes finally seemed to adjust and he got a good look at his first live, up close human.

Damn. Legs looked convenient. There he was, standing, posing with a hand on the restraint for his beast, staring down at Leith in the water as though it was unnatural to scream at a firebreathing monster when it came to kill you.

"You're quite beautiful. This is my first time meeting someone like you. Are you a fisherman?" Leith asked the blonde human, clearly not aware that in the murky depths it didn't appear that he was a merman. To an unassuming human he'd simply look like someone who really enjoyed being in the water. Leith had very little personal adornment due to the fact that he'd been sitting around in a closet all day with a tunerfish. He wore a simple shell weave through part of his hair, and the necklace and armlets that signified him as a member of the royal family. He'd left out any ornate hair or tail ornaments. They got in the way when he was doing serious swimming.

He sat and waited for his reciprocal comment since, in Undine society, when first meeting someone you always paid them a compliment. He hoped it wouldn't be about how strange his hair was. That got old.
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Laughing just a little bit Odell pushed his hands through his hair when the man in the water proceeded to call his dog a furry beast. He didn’t quite catch onto that insult thing. It was fine as it seemed Bruce missed the insult between his barking and struggling to get out of the prince’s grasp to attack the swimmer for…whatever reason that got him riled up. So he really was insulted by the scream. Poor guy, I’ll have to find him a bone when we get back to the palace. He didn’t want to hurt his dog but the barking was getting to be too much. Yanking the collar was a quick and effective way of making him shut up, the dog falling into a sitting position as the red head…apologized to him?

Odell chuckled, cheeks dimpling as blue eyes glittered with confused amusement. That was cute. The way he said it was just so out of the blue and strange, like he took Odell seriously when he implied that Bruce could understand insults that were thrown at him. “I think the woofs implied that he doesn’t quite grasp English as easily as we can. I think he can accept your apology though.” He turned to the shaggy animal in the sand that was willing to forgive and forget, finding more interest in licking himself than anything that was just going on.

Eyebrows shot upwards and eyes went wide when he was told that he was beautiful. Being a prince meant being used to compliments on a wide variety of things but never was it so forward. Usually he was first introduced and his studies were mentioned and the other person blabbed on for a half hour before mentioning how much he looked like his father that, if they were that ancient, said that he was just as handsome as the ruler when he was Odell’s age. Rare few ever just came out and said it. Odell found it difficult to think up a proper response.

“Thanks. I can’t see you all that well because of the sun, but you’re quite the looker yourself.” Odell settled on a typical response as a smile to match his awkward chuckle settled onto his face. “You have amazing hair. Quite the pair of lungs you have as well, that was some mighty scream.” Since he couldn’t shower any physical compliments he settled for something he found impressing with the man that his dog just verbally assaulted. He was really tossed through a loop when he was asked who he was. Did the guy come swimming in from another kingdom or did Odell really look all that different in his sleeping clothes?

He shook his head. “No. I actually don’t go fishing. I’m not fond of seafood. I’m just a man of the people.” Odell described himself in the way that his humble mother did before hesitantly scratching at his scalp. “So, what brings you to this particular shoreline, besides scaring my dog? It’s rather early in the day to be taking a dip, don’t you think?”
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Strange. Humans were a lot less boring that anyone really seemed to think. The beautiful one, he hadn't given Leith a name, not that it was too unusual even for mermaids. Many merfolk tended to keep names and family titles close to the chest in case they were talking to a different ocean's subjects. There were four kingdoms in total, but Undine was one of the larger two. Still, alliances being what they were, he didn't fault the adorned human for not immediately introducing himself upon their meeting.

The human looked surprised when Leith complimented his looks. Oh no, he hadn't considered that humans might have drastically different standards for beauty. Had the poor soul been considered hideous all his life because he had been born into a completely contrary culture to the one that Leith knew? He worried about it for a moment until the man awkwardly replied that he was a 'looker'. So they couldn't be all that different...maybe. Leith was considered many things, but few people complimented his looks for fear of mentioning that he comes from a long line of beautiful mermaids. He didn't particularly look like his father, but none of his sisters did either so it must be an Undinia royal line mystery.

The merman's eyes strayed from the charming face of the man standing next to his terrifying beast to the 'dog' itself. It must have considered Leith less than offensive now because it seemed to be grooming itself. He lowered his eyes to the water, just to make sure that he wouldn't cause another outburst by insolently looking at the legendary creature whilst he groomed.

Leith turned his mind back to the topic that he'd brought into question: fishermen. It was best to get it out of the way early as to avoid awkwardness since Leith was a creature of the deep. He couldn't hold a human's livelihood against him but it would be decidedly strange talking to someone who pillaged from his underwater brethren.

Thus hearing that the human didn't like 'see food' whatever that was, seemed like a remark of encouragement that was related to his lack of fishery. Leith nodded attentively and moved a little closer now that the beast was at rest. The light was slightly irritating but he could now see that the beautiful one had eyes the color of the sky...or was it the surface of the waves from above? Leith glanced down at the water and then decided it must be the former. It would hardly make sense to have aqua eyes and hair of the sun. The sun and sky went together.

"A man of the people? So you take surveys on how all of the recent rulings are doing with the upper echelon of the populous? I tried that for awhile and kept getting thrown back out into the reef. It seems even average citizens have high opinions about the swordfish population problem...."

Leith trailed off, wondering what it meant to say it was early to be 'taking a dip'. As in the water? Swimming? What did early have to do with it. He was a merman.

"Well it would hardly seem logical for me to be flopping around on land where I could di..."

The merman halted his speech immediately and then frantically looked at the water. Dark. Murky. Cave-like. He could see the outline where his skin lightly transitioned to the smooth flesh and then scales that made up his tail, but the human wouldn't be aware of it.

So he thought...he was a human. Leith suddenly smiled with the realization. He was talking as a fellow human. How grand.

"I mean...I enjoy being out in the water at any time, mornings being no exception. Other than that I'm a perfectly normal human...well no beasts. No offense sir," he added toward the 'dog' just to make sure.
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So…Odell was not convinced that the man in the water was in his right mind. Talking on about being thrown into reefs and swordfish…the blonde was aware of some population complaints among the working class citizens that he cared for but none of them had to do with fish. In fact his father would get praise if more food started coming up out of the water to give the poor fishermen more to sell as well as enough to feed their families with. Crazy or from another kingdom. For the time being he gave the water logged man the benefit of the doubt and assumed that all of his cogs were turning sufficiently and that he was just new to Odell’s shoreline. The things that he said made just a bit more sense that way.

…only a bit.

As the man started talking about the ‘logic’ reasoning for him to not be where Odell was the prince let go of his dog’s collar so he could better do his cleaning and then tightened the stings on his robe before crossing his arms over his chest. He was greeted with silence as soon as he was done, making him wonder if he missed something while he was rustling around. Squinting towards the bright red haired man he tried to see a bit more clearly the prince dug his teeth into his lips, waiting for him to get out of the water. That was the right thing to do when holding a conversation yes? Either that or Odell would be forced to get in, and he didn’t want to get his favorite robe yet.

Finally an answer came. It actually made wonderful sense until he pointed out that he was just a normal human being. Another…quirky thing for someone to say but it made him laugh again. “Sure, why not? I like to eat breakfast at noon, why can’t you swim in the early daylight?” Quickly he accepted the man’s odd behavior as something that was only odd in his eyes. “And you can call him Bruce. I think calling him sir might make him feel old.”

Bruce was lying down in the sand, panting pointlessly and getting a tongue full of sand. “Swimming on the shoreline so close to the palace, you’re not worried that a guard might stumble out here and throw you out? My name is Odell, by the way.” Figuring he wouldn’t be recognized as the prince if he already wasn’t Odell moved a little closer to the edge of the water and stuck out his hand for shaking.
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This was turning into quite a fun game, pretending to be human. Leith wondered how long he could keep it up. Naturally, getting out of the water would be a dead giveaway, and he didn't want to really imagine what he would look like flopping around on the shore anyway. But as long as he was concealed by the dark water, unless the beautiful one literally got into the water and realized when they were up close that he didn't have human walking stands (the proper name eluded Leith sometimes).

He kept in any expressions of horror when the human released his fearsome firebeast...but the dog didn't start his noise again nor did he attempt to join Leith in the water so he must have been well and truly off his guard. Excellent. That hopefully meant that they really were in a situation where they could trust one another for a decent conversation. When was the last time he'd had a good one? Whenever Leith usually met new merpeople they already knew who he was on sight due to his hair and being male. Which meant they either started in on the jokes and so called 'friendly banter', tried to be rebelliously accepting, or were to superstitious to really be good at it.

"Bruce?" he repeated, glancing toward the creature that had nearly taken his life earlier.

"I'm quite pleased to make your acquaintance good sir...Bruce. I only hope that our association will be filled with less mutual terror in the future." There. That should be good enough to appease the beast. It did look almost...cuddly when he wasn't making his noise or padding toward Leith at full tilt.

He edged a little toward the beautiful one, now Odell since he had named himself, but not fast enough to cause alarm. Leith wasn't sure, but he figured that humans wouldn't really move as fast as he was capable of in the water.

"Quite good to meet you too, Odell. My name is Leith, but you may call me Lei if you'd like."

"Guards? You mean those warriors? I've seen a few of them around before, but they didn't seem to notice me with the level I was swimming at...besides, if one saw me I would just swim away. It's not as though he'd come after me after a certain point."

Now slightly closer, he could see that whatever the human Odell was wearing was covered in sand.

"You seen to enjoy pursuits around the water yourself. What were you doing before your beast, Bruce, spotted me?"
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Bruce panted all the way through the male’s words to him, only giving a woof towards the beginning like he often did whenever he heard his name. “The feeling is mutual it seems. You must be one real animal lover, I’ve never known another person to put so much effort into getting on Bruce’s good side. Or speak to him like he could understand what was being said.” Mostly people baby talked to the dog. Odell knew that Bruce understood perfectly what people said to him in plain English because he liked to defy any order he was given by anyone other than the prince as soon as he was given them.

The statement of mutual terror tickled him. Bruce was bigger than the average dog and could be a bit intimidating when someone first laid eyes on them but there was nothing terrifying about him. At most the only scary thing about him was the idea of someone getting their mouth licked after he finished using that same tongue to thoroughly lick himself. He let the topic of his companion go when he was given a name. “You have a beautiful name Leith. I think I’ll use your full name.” The prince wasn’t one to stick with a nickname, especially when the name that it came from was already so unique and memorable that it seemed wasteful to have to claim one.

By Leith’s words it wasn’t his first time to hand around the shore near his abode. Odell didn’t mind in the least, the ocean and the beach weren’t his to lay claim to. However he wondered what the guards were doing when they were supposed to be patrolling the beach if some man with eye catching hair could just swim around without being mentioned at all. If word got back to his father he was going to go hysterical because his wife would promptly chew him out about the lack of protection about the castle and she could chew for a while.

“If you don’t tell anyone, I’ll tell you.” Odell pressed a finger against his lips before digging into his pocket and squatting down, pulling out the shiny shell he came upon just moments earlier. “I like coming down here sometimes to collect shells. My mom really likes them and makes knickknacks with them, and I like to keep a few for myself. If my dad ever figured that out though he would freak out. I don’t think he think it’s too manly to collect things that aren’t used to kill things with.” Sighing, he looked back out at Leith. “Ever get tired of people asking about your hair?” Odell pondered that if he had the same he’d be sick of the attention it drew to him.
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The fearsome Bruce, which seemed a fitting title for the cuddly yet terrifying beast, was now becoming more of a familiar presence to Leith, such to the point where he didn't feel the need to make his eyes travel the dog's way every few minutes or so just to make sure that he still was uninterested in having Merman for dinner. Leith had no doubt that the creature knew he wasn't a human since he'd mostly emerged out of the water in front of him. But it seemed he couldn't speak the way that some magical creatures could, so Odell the beautiful was left out of things on that end.

But the human game seemed to be working. Leith flushed slightly when he said it was a beautiful name. He certainly hadn't heard that before.
"I...it's an old family name, on my father's side. It's not too common at all where I'm from but he told me it was in the long past. In the vernacular it meant 'flowing water' so the meaning is fairly common too, but it is nice not to have a particularly ordinary name."

Leith nodded and drew conspiratorially closer when Odell said that he'd tell him what he was doing if he promised not to disclose it. An easy enough promise to keep. Who could he tell? Leith was willing to bet that neither of them knew a single person or merperson in common so it was safe enough.

He immediately recognized the make of the shell. It had probably been washed up from the fifth cluster, which made it a pretty long journey, but it certainly wasn't the most luminous shell that he'd ever seen.

"Oh yes. I've seen the likes of that before. But I have a prettier ones at home. I can't see how your father would claim finding shells is an unmanly hobby...they're marks of status and lineage where I come from..." then he seemed to realize what he'd said "er...we're also quite close to the water, so much that you could say we spend all our time there so it only makes sense that we like shells and jewels found in the sea so much."

His turquoise eyes shifted back toward the darker caves and he pushed a long strand of his fiery hair back from his face.

"As a matter of fact, I came in here looking for shiny rocks...er minerals and stuff that you can only see right below the water...though some in the walls of the cave proper look intriguing but I have no good method of getting to them."

His little tangent was broken by the question about his hair. Leith gave the long strands an accusatory look and grimly nodded.
"It's considered an anomaly at home...and worse...bad luck. But that's mostly for me since I'm so easy to spot. Do you tire of people telling you that your hair looks like brilliant sunlight?" he asked, hoping to get one of his burning questions right out in the open.
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It was such a coincidence that they were both at the shore to collect random items. Leith likely lived in a more backwards kingdom to have shell collecting seen as a hobby worthy of testosterone attention—yes he did catch that—which was a place he wouldn’t mind visiting. Maybe all of his habits would get him more positive attention than negative. Sleeping in would be seen as a character trait worthy of the gods and allowing lesbians to use his bedroom for love session would deem him worthy enough to take witness to one of those love sessions. He could forgo all of that practicing dueling and boring lessons and still be considered the most well rounded prince that ever graced the palace.

“You do stick out like a sore thumb.” Odell nodded, looking at the locks that flowed down to the water that the man was half submerged in. How could he stay in there for such a long time? The blonde was getting painfully wrinkly just looking at him. “I think you would get a lot more positive attention though, if you live here. Thanks to my mother the kingdom has a better appreciation for all types of beauty.” It was easy to picture his mother fawning over the man and his fire colored hair, examining every individual strand before declaring it a treasure of the land and ordering Leith to sit in a glass booth everyday for the commoners and the upper class alike to enjoy—yea, it was better that no one else come across the man.

Eyes once again went wide up in surprise as he touched his head of blonde hair that was just talked about. Odell smiled from ear to ear. “No actually, as you’re the first to say something like that.” Unlike before his laugh and smile was a lot more comfortable as he fussed with the locks that were desperately in need of a combing. As far as he knew he was the only full on blonde among the seas of dirty blondes in the kingdom but no one ever brought attention to it. “Thank you for saying something like that.” His teeth made an appearance for just a brief second when he smiled before he rose to his feet and took a glance at the cave.

Leith could have always walked over to it and got one of the ‘shiny rocks’ that he sought. Perhaps it was that fear of being spotted again. Like it was nothing Odell grabbed the first glittering thing that caught his eyes, returning to Leith and tossing it towards the water. “Something like that? If you really want to get in there without being spotted you should come at around 4. Everyone is in the palace then until dusk.”
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Odell. He had to go back to the archives when they unfortunately had to part ways and look up the mermish meaning of the name. Or if now then he could create his own entry and the name could forever mean 'beautiful sun' to stand for, well, Odell's looks and the fact that his hair resembled something so outlandish for merpeople.

He gathered some of his hair in hand when Odell mentioned it again and noted, in a sort of startled way, that it did seem brighter somehow with sunlight filtering in. It contrasted with his blue-white skin (not to say he was blue, just that his coloring under the paleness had a tinge of the hue) to the point where he was starting to understand why they said it was dangerous for him to go around during the lighter parts of the day where predators waited.

"While I would enjoy more positive remarks about my hair, I'm not sure I could properly adjust to it. But hearing them is becoming second nature to me. I feel like if I could trace back whatever mer...person in my line was the source for this hair color I would have a lot to say to them." It was hard to be coherent about what exactly he would specifically say, but Leith knew it would be scathing unless said mermaid/man had just as hard a time as he did. For all he knew, his father's line was full of redheads and he'd kept this a secret from his wife because he knew she wouldn't marry him with the risk of producing inferior children.

Leith was surprised though, when Odell mentioned he was the first to praise the lovely hue of his hair.
"Maybe it's because I'm not as accustomed to the light, but I find your color very fetching...but I do have the honor then of being the first to pay you such an original compliment."

He wasn't sure where to move when Odell suddenly started edging away from the water and toward the interior of the caves. He glided after him, making sure to not make too much noise or dip low enough to risk having his tail seen.

But when he tossed one of the prettier, deeper cave-wall ores his direction, all bets were off. The last thing Leith wanted was to have to go on a little underwater chase and thus half-jumped out of the water in order to catch the offered stone.

His eyes almost glowed as they took in the rather ordinary-looking rock's brilliance. It didn't seem much to look at above water, but it was just the right shade to shine with a low brilliance with the right settings and Ceru application.

"Thank you, Odell. I'll try to keep in mind your words about when fewer people are around. Oh, in return."

He played with the shiny shells that were lost among the tangles that were his hair. He hadn't bothered messing with it after his father's usual terrifying awakening and the swim had gotten what should be smoothed tangled. But the shells came free a minute later and he tossed it up toward the human.

"They're not luminous shells so as to not be distracting, but they're pearl white. Quite a rare find for a seashell, especially since they're also quite symmetrical."
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Blue eyes played tricks on their master Odell. When Leith jumped to catch the piece of rock that the prince tossed in his direction he could have sworn he saw something silver-blueish in the conflicting sunlight. It could have been the combination of his eyes and a mind that was more than accustom to still be dreaming at that hour that made him think he witnessed such a thing. Or maybe Leith was wearing colorful fabric of some sort and that’s why he wanted to stay in the water while he spoke to Odell. One might not be taken too seriously if they were sporting ridiculous clothing—though with bright red hair and claiming that an innocent dog breathes fire was crazy enough to bypass the clothes altogether.

“Its…it’s no problem Leith.” Odell crouched back down next to the dog that was still aimlessly panting and filling his tongue with sand for various unknown reasons. As soon as orbs pulled away from his dog he witnessed one of the oddest acts he’d seen in his lifetime and given a very nice gift. Surprisingly slender fingers extended towards the shell and pulled it closer to his eyes. Like the man in the water said it wasn’t all that bright and eyes catching like he wanted his shells to be however it was still very beautiful.

He lifted up slightly so he could stuff the shell into his robe with the others. “Thank you Leith. It’s a wonderful shell. I think I’ll keep it for myself instead of giving it to my mother.” Odell then gave a short note of laughter. “You might be spending too much of your time swimming, though, if you can just get shells caught in your hair.” That was truly a jaw dropping act. That man must have been like a fish or something. How else would he spend enough time in the water for that to happen? He pulled it out so nonchalantly as well, like he already knew or was expecting it.

Bruce picked up his head and body in an instant suddenly, ears perking up briefly. “Woof! Woof!” The heavy dog stumbled to his feet and darted towards the side of the beach that the pair initially came from, kicking up sand at his master as he tried to reach a person on the other end. Odell picked up his body and squint to see exactly who it was, but whoever it was they had to belong to the palace, otherwise they wouldn’t have made it that far up the shore without running into trouble.

“That’s my cue to leave.” Odell smiled to the red haired one once more. “It was very interesting to meet you Leith, maybe we’ll run into each other again without my fire breathing beast.” Grabbing the slippers that he let fall to the ground when he held Bruce back from jumping into the ocean Odell shuffled his way through the sand towards the figure that was making his way up the beach, sure enough calling out for the young prince.
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Leith could tell that Odell liked the shell that he had offered him. The merman guessed that visual expressions and 'eye tells' were much the same between their two cultures so that the satisfaction that he saw that accompanied the shell he gave to the strange, beautiful human.

But it seemed there was a slight misunderstanding between the two of them (possibly the three of them since Sir Bruce was still lazing about in the sand) when it came to how exactly Leith had acquired the shells he so proudly wore in his hair. Sure it looked like an absolute mess above the water. It was all lank and weighted down by the water not to mention how much it had tangled itself up during the journey up. But he didn't just catch shells in his hair on the way up like some common nymph.

"This isn't a shell I happened to just catch in my hair on the journey up here. We interweave shells and sea jewels in our hair for demonstrative purposes to show rank and for special occasions," he explained, pulling aside a long section of his hair to reveal the braided gold cord that was woven into his hair. It held several other shells that would make sense with their placement...if he was underwater.

Leith shrunk back when Bruce got to his feet and bounded out of the caves toward the rest of the shore. And now it seemed that Odell had to leave...already. Leith glided closer to the shore again when the human made his short goodbyes and grabbed some strange objects he'd left in the sand before heading off toward where his fire breathing beast had run, likely to catch another interloper upon their property.

"Uh...Yes. We should definitely meet again sometime. I..." he was already gone before Leith could think of anything more intelligent to say so the merman merely dropped the arm that had been waving and smiled in exasperation.

"You're my first human acquaintance but you sort of act like a merman, just running off in the middle of the conversation." He reflected on this point though. Maybe it was his presence because he hadn't noticed that behavior with other pairs of mermen. Something about him smiling after so long with the younger ones just had them all swimming away like they had spotted an angry shark.

Curious, Leith dove beneath the water, prize in hand, and cut a fast path out of the caves, past the shallows, and far enough from the shore that he wouldn't be seen as easily, but he surfaced just to see who it was Odell and Sir Bruce had gone to meet.
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