Ways Of Reality - The Untouched Scenes

Nothing Ever Goes as Planned

 "So obviously the girls hate me now, I don't think they're even going to come visit. Like, come on. I love our parents and Nero just as much as they do, but—I mean—they were going to kill Piper! And they were selling other sirens! I couldn't let it happen anymore. You guys went and fought mister Ivey over the same thing, so you must agree with me– don't you?"

Kitty pinched the bridge of her nose, boot tapping on the deck as she listened to Georges' long explanation of how his weekend went. This explanation included little details such as what he had for dinner the other night, that he got to spend time with his friend Francesca, and of course the usual: Turning his parents into authorities, running the ship aground, and attempting to create a sanctuary for sirens.

"Son, kindly, did you think any of this out?" She said as calmly as she could manage. Her one remaining eye bored into him like a drill into steel, widening the insecurity he already felt over the situation.

He scratched his palm before making his final gesture, a shrug of his shoulders.

"So you sent your parents away; Jasper and I's friends and employers? All because you were mad at them for what they were doing with sirens? I didn't agree with what they were doing either kid, but that's your family. And now your sisters are mad at you too? Georges, you got rid of your entire family on a whim and ruined the ship which was the one remaining financial strand you had to rely on. Do you know what you're doing at all?"

Tense, Georges shrugged again. The sky was an open novel, and he was set on studying it.

Kitty had been one of the wildest people he's ever known, and she judged him for his own decisions? She could—and probably should—be in prison for some of her actions, but his perfectly legal decisions were the ones she had problems with?

Kitty's husband, Jasper, showed up on deck with them now too, holding onto their newborn son Percy in one arm.

"You look... irate." He commented bluntly upon seeing his wife's face. Catching a glimpse of Georges' wandering eyes, it was clear that he was the center of the problem.

"Well, Leandre over here just told me the whole story! Why the Gondrins are gone, and why the ship is ashore!"

Georges looked away from them, (especially worried over the use of his first name), and over the edge of the ship, to Piper. She could no longer sing, thanks to Ariane, his mother, but she did do a good job of splashing around for attention. He waved down at her and sat up on the railing, taking a couple of deep breaths as he watched her from the vantage point he had.

Piper was more of an introverted creature, keeping to herself more often than seeking out attention, but today she leaped in and out of the water like a dolphin might.

A female siren like herself grew to be huge. Having seen and sold others before, they tended to get up to 60 feet long, much bigger than the males of the group. Piper wasn't fully grown yet however, and due to some malnutrition and... other problems, he pondered if this would stunt her growth overall.

The waves she created were significant, and they drowned out the conversation of the couple on the ship with him. They shook the boat lightly, but it quickly began to move more as Piper started physically shaking it, using her tail as both leverage and a propeller.

"Georges, call her off, I'm worried that I'll drop Percy." Jasper shouted at Georges, but Piper answered on her own accord, a splash from down below reaching them on the deck like a split-second of rain.

"Leandre Georges! Would you listen to Jas, please? You'll get us killed!"

In a bit of a panic, Georges raised his hands to try and call her off, to gesture to her to stop, but she simply didn't understand what he meant. With no hands to keep him steady on the now-wet-and-slippery railing, he found himself falling off the ship and into the cold water near Piper.