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Kill Aaron
Maya sighed at his words, annoyed. Why couldn't he just treat her like a normal person. She was normal, well, apart from the tail she got when she touched water... "It'll heal in a few days, it always does,' she told him. "Study me? I'm a mermaid, end of story. And the last one... nah. I'm badly injured, remember," she teased back.
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Arthur grinned. "That's why I'm waiting for your wounds to heal before I ask you to do some payback. But for now," he said as he glanced towards the door. "I'll let you sleep in my bed. I'll go settle some stuff around the deck, if you wouldn't mind."
((Not all of them, I mostly left the more detailed ones out))Maya sighed again, kinda annoyed that he was going to leave her here. What was she supposed to do? She didn't want to do that, but she couldn't exactly escape too... "Wow, thanks," she said sarcastically.
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((So you like it that short?))
((;p no, but I took my phone with me and I had limited acess to internet because I had to pay for it...))
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Reply?))
((It does? It takes more time to type therefore more internet.))
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Reply to the rp! ))
((;p It was my holiday, and spending a lot on time on the internet wasn't nice for my friends. Besides, I've replied now, so what's the problem? And no, I'm kinda pissed off at you right now. It' my life and I can't please everyone I write with))
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((I don't know if you're being sarcastic right now or not.. but I forgive you. It's just annoying that a lot of people think I can reply all the time. I hace a life too))
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"Well, I can't do anything," she sighed. "And I can't walk. It's annoying because I have nothing to do," she explained.
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Maya felt like banging her head against the wall. She just needed something to do. Not sleep! She sighed and looked at him with puppy eyes. "Please stay?" she batted her eyelashes at him. She hoped he would fall for it. Then she at least had someone to talk to.
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She sighed as she heard his words. She did understand, really, but that was not satisfying. "Fine, go to your crew," she muttered under her breath, grabbing the other pillow and hugging it to her. "I'll sleep."
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"With chocolate chips," she grumbled, burying her face in the pillow, trying not to smile. She made a motioning sign with her hand. "Go and make them then," she added, her voice almost inaudible because of the pillow.
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Maya sighed and buried her face in the pillow. To be honest, she had a lot to think about. Would her family even take her back in? She knew how it was with humans. Mermaids were supposed to be repelled of them but she found them interesting. It was hard, being the black sheep of the family... basically.
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((How so? I told you that I'm not angry anymore xD))
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((Are you still gone?:o))
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Arthur clappef his hands together, gaining what few glares that weren't already on him. He cleared his throat, and the ship went deadly silent save the ocean waves bouncing off the hull.
((How so?))Maya shook her head at herself. She nedded strength, so tiring herself out with worrying thoughts about what she was going to do. One thing was certain, she had to get back into the ocean. She closed her eyes and focused on sleeping. Rather slowly, she fell asleep, eventually.
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((Skip? I'll only be dragging the rp if he was to explain their course of action.))
((No, tell me? And yeah, I was thinking that too. Could you start?))
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Arthur entered his own room, momentarily forgetting the mermaid in his bed after another long day. He almost stumbled when he remembered. The recognition expression changed into one of awe as he afmired her beauty from the door.
((Nooooo tell me!))Maya was still asleep as he entered the room, facing the door. Her black hair was spread across the pillow. Her lips were parted slightly and her breathing was steady. But when she heard him, she woke up, sitting up and blinking rapidly, disoriented. "Oh.. it's you," her face lit up and she smiled unknowingly. She hated being alone.
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She did hear him, but that's because her mermaid senses were very strong. She smiled at his words and hugged the blanket to her. "Where have you bee, oh my guardian angel?" She teased.
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"Because," he said exasperately, as if explaining something to a child. "One, you're still badly injured. Two," he ticked off hia fimgers. "So that we can study you. And three," he paused as his palm closed into a fist. "Because I ain't letting you go until you handwash my bedsheet and everything that is soaked in you blood," he teased, trying his hardest from grinning.