The little kraken and man eating kelpies (Xierra, Juno,Open)

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Tasting her tongue, it was hurting from being gripped and it felt dry in Mary's mouth because the wind and sun had dried it. Wiping off the tears that had come because of his harsh word's.

Her parents had never been this mean, what right did Caspian have to command her and threaten her with his scare tactic. How dare he try to manhandle me and say that she was going to be eaten by human's.

Defiantly she wrang one of her main tentacle's across his neck and chest. Letting the dry pores suck  themselves into his skin and tighten her grip. Puffing and wheezing with divine fury.

Mary couldnt help but want to slap him super duper hard. But then she rememberd how kind he had been and decided to appologise. Releasing her grip on him slowly, every suction cup releasing its hold with tiny tremendously painfull *Plops* His entire neck was filled with round blue circle's.

Ghasping at the scene before hiding her face in shame. «Sorry. I... You are just trying to help and I'm behaving like a child.»

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Caspian was immune to her tears now, had built an impenetrable wall around his literally cold heart. He wasn't, however, prepared for her anger. It hadn't crossed his mind that he might invoke her wrath with his overprotective tendencies, and he met the emotion with wide eyes. "Nngh!" He grunted as heavy, dry tentacles adhered to his bare chest and neck, and applied enough pressure with suction to make him panic for only a moment. But then... what could she really do besides hurt him?

She could break every bone in his body, for one. If she wanted to, she could cripple him for life, or inflict the most horrific pain he could imagine. These suckers, he knew, were nothing compared to her real power. If she wanted to hurt him, she could have easily mangled him to bits and pieces by now. Maybe she would.

And he was morbidly curious about the nature of death. Did it feel as good as it looked when he dragged mortals to their inevitable demise? 'Dying today is much like dying any other.' Caspian reasoned, closed his eyes despite her livid face and came to a terrible peace within himself.

If he were going to die, he'd much rather it be to this... octopus girl than anyone else. At least she wasn't a human.

Still, he didn't figure her to be the type to act out in aggression. She'd seemed such a sweet girl when he'd first met her, sensitive and curious. The fact that she'd found it necessary to hurt him at all made him a little ticked himself. Perhaps she belonged on the surface. "Go ahead. Kill me." He hissed, his voice dripping with malice while he planted his feet firmly in the hot sand, "You can tell your family - if you /survive/ long enough to return - about how you met a boy on land and took his life. That'd be a fitting experience for a trip like this, don't you think?"

But the tentacle was already setting him free, making him wince involuntarily with the removal of each sucker. The sickening, wet sound of it made him grimace. God, that hurt. But he wasn't about to let her know that, so he merely took a cautious step back and ran his fingers over his cold, tanned skin experimentally. Oh yes. That'd leave marks. It looked like Caspian was covered in a bunch of large hickeys. Unfortunately, that would keep any potential female prey at bay. He'd have to resort to using his water horse form to survive, now.

"Sorry. I... You are just trying to help and I'm behaving like a child."

"Forget it." He whispered, as if the will to carry on had been drained out of him. "You're already off to a good start, aren't you, Mary?" Backtracking now, each backwards footstep sinking into the gradient of wet washed over the sand from the tides. Sea foam, remnants of the waves crashing behind him, danced between his toes. It was obvious that he was taking his leave of her. This conversation was quickly heading downhill at an ominously rapid speed, and he no longer felt compelled to stay in her presence any longer; he was heading back to where he belonged. 'At least I know where that is.' Caspian thought bitterly, now up to his ankles in water. "I'm sorry I woke you."

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Keir had stayed far from the scene on the beach, floating with just his head above water. To any boat he probably would have looked like some piece of charred debris. He listened to the conversation between Caspian and Mary with a sort of delight. A chuckle came here and there and he remained patient while observing the pair, feeling no need to rush out. Aah, but now! Caspian was backing away, coming towards the water! Keir grinned broadly for this, feeling that all his time had been worth it for this moment.

Slipping his head underwater again, the young Kelpie darted forward, heading towards the beach. When he was still far enough away, feeling it would be safe and nobody would see, he dived even deeper before shifting into his human form. Trading his more efficient Kelpie form for what he thought would be an unidentifiable appearance was worth it to Keir, he wanted that human! Of course he did not take into account the fact that his hair was long and black or that his eyes were the same color in both of his forms, but even if he had he would not have cared. Pushing off from the sandy bottom, he turned his head to look up, locking his focus on Caspian's feet as they moved into the water. Closer and closer and the water was getting shallow with every stroke. Not wanting to ruin his entire plan, Keir positioned himself to slink along the sandy bottom, flattening his body while stretching his arms ahead of him.

Finally he found himself rocking along with the waves in the shallowest of water with arms outstretched towards his intended prey. Glaring, a bit frustrated that the man hadn't moved just a bit further out, Keir scrambled to calculate how much energy would be required to pull the standing man out into the water. That plan was quickly scrapped, though, it only fueled his frustrations. Instead, he made a lunge for him, quickly locking his hands around Caspian's ankles and pulling back with all the strength he had, desperate to drown this man. Once he'd dragged him back against the sand a ways Keir lunged forward and locked his arms around his torso to try and sink him faster.

He had him! He had him! At least for the time he thought so with all his being.

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Mary was reduced to a steady steam of tears again. Seating down on her tentacle's with sorrow. So this was how her first conversation on land was ending?
A terrible tragedy that she had no knowledge as to how she'd be able to correct. «Im not sorry you woke me.» was all she could say in between the sob's. It felt natural to cry out now that he had vanished into the sea. Her chest throbbing with regret.

If only she had been able to calm down, he would probably still have left her but atleast the parting wouldnt have left her such heartace. Maybe he was right. She could just head back down and never return but somewhere deep inside the adventurous soul still resonated within.

Crushing the treetrunk of an oak with her tentacle's. The crushing sensation let her rid the soul of some pent up fustration. Then tossing it into the sea with anger. «Fine!» Then another tree followed. «I never needed you!» And another one. «I can find others!»

As the last one hit the surface she turned her back to the oceans and the man who had treated her like a child. Still infuriated and with crossed hands as she let the world flow by. Waiting for the squid part's to become leg's

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She could cry for hours for all he cared. The salty undertones of the coastal breeze was luring him into the sea, and even the fragmented shells that bit into the soles of his human feet ignited nostalgia in him. For a kelpie out of water, he had been braving the surface world for an impressive amount of time given the circumstances. After all, he stayed on the surface after all of this trouble with the other horse and this damned octopus girl. I'm not going to fall for her tricks again. He steeled himself, still reeling back into the downwards crash of the tides.

Just as he was about to turn around and nosedive into an oncoming wave, two hands arrested his ankles and swept the world out from under him. Caspian landed facefirst in the wet sand, hitting the gritty shore with a thud before the wave came falling down over his head in a torrent of white and blue. He dug his human fingers into the sand to try and root himself into the beach, but the force was too strong and swept him away like a vicious riptide.

Now they were descending the continental shelf, such a dramatic cliff that gave way to the dark, empty blue expanse of the ocean. The cold waters awakened the kelpie boy, who promptly pivoted in Keir's arms until his naturally chilled body was chest-to-chest with the other. His eyes were wide, glowed like puddles of liquid sunlight.

Just a boy?! A boy had managed to overcome him, one not much too bigger than himself? Caspian had been braced for sea monsters, myths, even mermaids! Stupid humans, 'dunking' and playing about in the water as if they weren't in /his/ element! Furious, he writhed in Keir's arms, thrashed his body in a very fish-esque nature to try and break free of his grasp. "Nnngh!" He cried out in his final jerk, his green-black hair flickering like seaweed in the water, then stilled as the flurry of bubbles stirred from the frenzy drifted up and away. It had finally dawned! Was this kid trying to... drown him? Really?

Well, that wouldn't do at all.

Caspian, with a new plan of attack, kicked off against the water and latched his arms around the boy as well, caught in a rather awkward hug if not given the situation. But, no! He was determined to teach this human a lesson he would have to pay with his life! Just as soon as he drowned!

He clung fiercely as the two sunk lower and lower, and watched the boy's face for any sign of horror.

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Keir was so pleased with himself as Caspian struggled against him, the human trying to shake him off. Of course that would not work, he had it set in his mind to hold on or starve. It did surprise him a bit as he twirled to face him, though he just ended up smiling at him, but it was puzzling that the human would hold onto him as well. What was he thinking?

It did not make sense at all but he held on tight as they continued to fall deeper into the water. The human had even kicked to take them deeper...did he want to die? Why was he staring at him? Keir simply rolled his eyes and leaned his head forward, onto the chest of the other, to listen for a pulse. It was still there. How long have we been under!? he thought frantically, wondering if he'd somehow mistaken this man for some other species. He looked human, though...

Keir moved his head back to look him in the eyes, a bit of irritation in his own as he twirled them around a bit. He wanted to yell die already! but this guy just...what was wrong here?!

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Too much time had passed now for any average human to still be alive without oxygen. Caspian frowned, his determined face falling. Even at these depths, any /ordinary/ thing would have succumbed to the pressure of the water around them!

So why wasn't this guy dead yet?

His feet stilled in the water, and the rest of his body went slack as confusion took over. Did he just.. roll his eyes at me? Caspian pondered, furrowing his eyebrows at the offensive action. With each passing moment, he wished more and more desperately for death to take it's hold of the abrasive boy, but it seemed obvious it would never come.

Not to mention, the vaguely familiar blue of those rolling eyes was causing Caspian to faulter, as if he had seen them before but couldn't put his finger on it.

He almost drew back when Keir ducked his head down to settle against his chest. As if enough random things hadn't decided to adhere themselves to Caspian, it was almost becoming sort of normal for unexpected things to be happening to him this afternoon. More troublesome was that the boy was /still/ not dead, and the longer that state continued, the more confused he became.

"Uh..." He began helplessly, one hand coming up to rest on the top of the boy's head. Caspian searched for the appropriate words for the moment, but came up short. What could he say, really? It felt like his tongue was caught in his throat. Instead, he settled for stating the obvious which only required a marginally higher IQ than his previous vocal emission. "... You're not drowning."

He'd meant for it to be a question, but it fell off his tongue as a statement and.. it was a horrible finish. But there it was.

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Mary's head was spinning from this constant crying as rage started consuming her. This wasnt her fault! In fact it was Caspians fault! He should have felt honored that she even cared! Yes he should have! Instead he had yelled at her. AGAIN. And disappeared into the water with haste.

She had not seen the bit where he departed but there where a pair of shadows thrasing about down there at the crystal clear dept's. Oh yes! Maybe it was a pair of catfish locked in a mating ritual. OR MAYBE IT WAS CASPIAN AND A FRIEND LAUGHING THEMSELVES TO DEATH AT HER EXPENCE!

Oh she was so angry now, Fuck him! YEEES. She was going to make him regret ever talking harsh and then running out on her. Observing her surroundings with fury and haste looking for something to take the sting off. «Aaaaaaa.» she exclaimed with a nasty inhuman grin and thin red slit's for eyes. Tentacles buried themselves into the cold sand. Like penguin torpedoes they dove faar down. Latching every single aviable tentacle to a small mountain of a rock.

With the divine fury granted to her by this unbecoming ever consuming rage. She hauled it up from the very sand it had been thrusted into. Took aim.

And fired a 25 meter long rock torpedo at the shadows. Whatever it was down there they both deserved to die for laughing at her expense. Even though she was only guessing at what they had been doing.
Her eyes still hurt from the salty tears, and evergrowing heartace started turning rage into some pseudo maddening emotion. She needed more outlet's to vent of the steam before it was too late. Roaring with female fury while finding more suitable objects to toss. "YOU CAN BET THAT I WILL MAKE YOU FEEL SORRY FOR EVER WAKING ME NOW!"

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At this point Keir was just as confused as Caspian as he floated along there in the water trying to figure out why the other wasn't dying. When he heard the man speak to him, though, he glared, his body taking all it had not to yell and lash out at him for daring to speak when he should have already been dead. When was he going to be able to eat?! Keir was getting desperate on the inside but he was just as astonished with Caspian. Perhaps he had made an error somewhere along the line?

"You...you're not drowning either..." It took great effort to wrap his brain around the idea that this man wasn't human at all. Even so, what could he be to not drown after such a time under the water? And at their depth? Keir shook his head, slowly easing his grip on Caspian. That was when he heard the crash of something quite heavy slamming against the surface of the water, a giant shadow cloaking them in darkness immediately. Startled, Keir released Caspian completely and darted for the edge of the shadow, scrambling to get away from it. When he was in considerably shallow water and a little ways from the sinking object he looked back and saw it was a...boulder. No, boulder was too gentle a term for this. It was...-poor Keir didn't even have words to describe the behemoth. It was just...gigantic.

Popping his head above the surface, he scanned the beach for a brief moment. The tentacle-girl was gone, a bit to his dismay, but he made his way up to dry sand anyhow. A little ways up the beach he plopped down and began picking at stray threads on his pants in a silent form of pouting and disappointment over what had just happened. Looking out at the blob of darkness, the...rock now sunk to the bottom, Keir wondered where the thing had come from. Did someone drop it out of the sky? No....no... But where had the darned thing come from? That was when he saw it, more stuff flying from...the woods? Wah? Keir jumped to his feet and cocked his head, looking through the trees but seeing nothing immediately. Though, he clearly heard the screeching. Screeching was never good.

Through all of this, besides his short escape from the sinking rock, Keir remained fairly calm. Though he was a mature, if still young-looking man on the outside his brain was still...a bit unconnected in terms of what he should be afraid of or mad about. Food...I'm so hungry, he thought desperately as he stood there, soaked and a bit helpless at the moment.

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Despite Keir's glare, Caspian grinned wildly. After all, it was a pretty simple conclusion - neither of them were drowning, so both of them could exist underwater! He felt so lucky to be able to have met three potential sea-dwelling creatures in one day, he couldn't help but smile in the face of one...

Wait! Three? Unless this boy is also the kelpie? The familiarity of the those blue eyes lanced through him. "W-Wait!" He managed as the shadow began to descend upon them, but couldn't finish. For now the boy in question had scattered, and he'd been abandoned in a very 'every man for himself' manner.

What's his problem? Caspian scowled, then angled his neck up to inspect what had scared Keir off. Well, well, well. If it wasn't a huge piece of Earth sinking towards him faster than a lead ship. "Oh..." He trailed, his eyes as wide as saucers. If kelpie fae weren't equipped with the ability to transform into a turbo-charged horse, Caspian would have been squashed beneath the sheer weight of it. But he /had/ taken advantage of that, and bolted with flailing equine limbs down to the ocean floor faster than the 'rock', and used the ocean floor as a springboard to launch himself just out of it's area of damage.

Caspian shook out his horse mane with a snort, trying to fan away the sand which had clouded and billowed from the impact. That's terribly inconvenient.

On one hand, there was no real natural means of that thing falling so far out into the ocean, unless it came from outer space. On the other, Caspian really should have expected something so random to occur once again. All in all, this was beginning to become a rotten day. A crybaby octopus girl, a badly behaved kelpie, being catapulted from the ocean, thrown into trees, attacked by said girl, attempted to be drown by said boy... and now this, huge slab of rock plummeting to the very deaths of the ocean just over where /he/ was.

The nightmarishly black horse flicked his tail in annoyance. As enticing as it was to meet another kelpie, it just... wasn't worth it to Caspian to attempt to chase after him. He couldn't fathom where Keir had been whisked off to, and after all the uninviting glaring he'd done, Caspian found he no longer cared. About-face, he marched off into the sea and far away from the coast, until the only traces of him remaining were the fading clip-clops of his hooves tapping against the rock's face.

(( Aww! :X Silly kelpies. Byeee guys! Maybe they can meet again sometime and work out some of their differences or something. xD ))