The Sky's Eternal Sunset

I'll Be Your Mermaid

You should have left me

​​​​​​​Cut off the rope

I'm too much sugar
I am your dope
I'm just as scared as you
Alone in the rain
I'll jump if you jump too

Believe me, it is true
You know that I would jump too
You know that I would jump too
Ooh, into the blue, into the blue
It's proof
'Cause we got nothing to lose
And there ain't nothing to prove
You know I'd jump with you

Mermaid ~Skott

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Sora's nostrils fill with the overpowering scent of fish this morning. He's perusing the market, scanning the different stalls and the prices for the fish in them. He lingers around the blue line snappers, freshly caught just an hour or so ago. They're fairly inexpensive as far as fish go and about a pound each.

If Roxas eats thirty pounds of fish a day... ten should be good for breakfast. Then he can come back around lunch and get a few more, with some tropical fruits. And then again at sunset. He has the Wakka fill up his bucket with ten pounds of fish.

🐟Making something special?🐟Wakka asks. 🐟That's a lot of fish for one boy.🐟

⛎Hmm? Oh. Yeah, it's--⛎ Sora pauses and gauges what the reaction will be from this guy.

Wakka looks like a local based on his appearance and accent. The native Jamaicans tend to have a deep-rooted respect for the islands, surrounding oceans, and all the wildlife living there. Most are positive towards the merfolk and in support of their protection because they see them as guardian creatures of the ocean.

That said... one can't know who will take advantage of the information stating there are injured mer in the bay. It's hard to know who might poach them, especially a rare creature like Roxas.

⛎It's for a sick spinner dolphin that came in with the merfolk migration,⛎Sora says.

🐟Oh right, you're one of the student scientists,🐟Wakka nods, remembering Sora now. Worry then strikes his face. 🐟It's ill?🐟

⛎Yeah,⛎ Sora nods, continuing with his lie. ⛎And he's on his own. Abandoned by his pod.⛎

🐟Such a shame,🐟 Wakka frowns and touches the charm on his necklace. A bottlenose dolphin and has a silver stud earring on his left ear. 🐟Here,🐟 he says and tosses a few extra prawns on top, no charge. 🐟Hope the little guy feels better soon.🐟

⛎Thanks,⛎ Sora beams and pays him. ⛎I'll be back around lunch for more,⛎ he promises before putting the bucket on his handlebars and taking off down the street on his bike.

Still pretty early. The sun's only been up for maybe half an hour but the entire Holt abode was walking out the door when Sora was. Means everyone is already at the sanctuary doing their respective research. Remus's inside with his father and scientists. Riku and Kairi are on the northern shore taking videos of the Aicayas.

Once he gets there, he takes Roxas's breakfast in hand and runs down the trails. With all the fish in his bucket, he feels like a feeder at Seaworld. Except instead of dolphins or sea lions, he's feeding an extremely rare merman. He giggles with excitement knowing he's one of maybe three hundred people in the world who's able to get this close to merfolk without getting arrested. The privilege still makes him giddy.

When he gets down to the beach he finds Roxas is still there in the shallows. He hasn't moved at all since he last saw him. Not exactly reassuring.

Upon closer inspection, he finds Roxas breathing, his gills pulsing out the filtered water he pulls in through his open mouth. He's got his eyes closed with his face cradled in his crossed arms. Could be awake and just resting, but it's hard to tell. His tail is moving, but there's no way of knowing if that's something that occurs naturally as he sleeps.