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[color=DarkViolet][b]☽Location☾[/b] [/color]The Salt Runner
[color=DarkViolet][b]☽Time☾[/b] [/color] Morning
[color=DarkViolet][b]☽Mentions☾[/b] [/color] Arlen [@Silverpaw]
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Sea life had not favored Sirena. It had taken some time for her stomach to get used to the crashing waves but once it didn’t she started to feel a bit more comfortable… with the ship that is. 

The other crew mates of the Salt Runner certainly were kinder than most she would meet however she felt their eyes on her. Constantly watching, trying to see what it was she would do. At least they weren’t whispering about how disgusted they were, at least not close enough that she could hear. 

She sat amongst some cargo, finding a box that she rather favored as it allowed her to see the beauty of the sea. It created a natural chair with the way they were stacked and kept her relatively sheltered and away from the main crew as they went along their days. 

Though the one they called Arlen would constantly be keeping his eye on her. She could feel his glance as she tried to ignore them but [i] they [/i] would not. [color=orange] “ Hear him…see him…sense him.” “ He is watching “ “ Always watching “ “ Can you blame him... Disgusting fairy” [/color] Shutting her eyes she tried to drown the voices with the sounds of the waves crashing against the ship but the voices continued to get louder. She watched as the man nodded towards her as he spoke to the women she had helped earlier. She watched as a woman followed Arlen around, constantly watching over him…protecting him. A mother? A sibling?  Why did it matter, they were always so quick to judge when Sirena could see their history haunting them without them even knowing. 

Everyone had a story. Including her…

Her attention fell back on the ocean as a voice pulled her from her meditation. [i] “Best not fly around too much. A bad stray wind catches you, you’ll be like those,” [/i] Her eyes moved to bellowing sails as he walked over to attend them. She pulled her cape over her shoulders tighter as she crossed her arms. [color=DarkViolet] “ I d-Dont…” [/color] She took a deep breath mustering the courage to talk [color=DarkViolet] “ I don’t use them.” [/color] She replied before looking back out towards the ocean. Her eyes fell onto the water [color=DarkViolet] “ I won't use them..” [/color] she whispered to herself. [color=orange] “A fae with no wings..” [/color] the voices mocked as they broke out into laughter. 

Sirena's legs were tucked tightly into her chest as the water continued to mock her. Reminding her of being trapped on the ship with the crashing sounds as it smashed against it. As long as she stayed away from it, it could not hurt her. As the water crashed again, standing a splash towards her Sirena nearly fell off the crate as her body sprang back to avoid its touch. Sirena fell off the crate she sat picking herself quickly off the deck before climbing back onto the seat reluctantly. [color=DarkViolet] "I can't hurt me..."[/color] she whispered. [color=orange] “They will drown you” "They won't trust you" " Toss her overboard!" [/color][/color]