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sevenseasbulletin · 3 years ago

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ASSYRIA CHRONICLES - 001

1. 21. 2022.

I’m back! You may not have missed me (or noticed I was gone), but I have definitely missed you. So much so, that I have brought back all sorts of valuable updates, reports, information, and secrets from Assyria to share with you all. Please keep in mind; this is all just the chatter in the sea, but I’ve made sure to validate each report personally. Let’s just dive right in, shall we?

A pod of seals brought gifts to the Coral Sea; an abundance of fish & other seafood treats from faraway lands, beautifully adorned armor and delicate trinkets, as well as a mysterious locked box without a key. It is seemingly impossible to open no matter how hard it is smashed into rocks. Since receiving these gifts, any sirens within the Coral Sea saw immediate with health, if they had been previously been feeling under the weather.

In sadder news, the first of Assyrian royalty has gotten sick, though it seems to be a mild case - Isla Marin is showing symptoms of the illness, and has been highly advised to stay out of the water, at all costs. More information has come to light on the sickness itself, showing that the sick sirens and mermaids seem to improve when in human form, and worsen when in their natural form. The sick mermaids have began to see dark spots in their gemstones/pearls and nightmares have began to be reported among the ill, as well.

Some believe these dreams have something to do with the ever-growing threat of darkness terrorizing the Assyrian realms... but you didn’t hear that from me!

An interesting new plant has began to grow in the areas of the Antarctic and Artic kingdoms, where icebergs have melted and the water has been changing. Mermaids from each kingdom are bringing the foliage to their respective Princesses; and they hope their rulers can learn more for them here in town.

In the Indian Ocean, 3 sirens from the Caribbean Sea went missing - they were passing through, according to the reports from mermaids on guard, and when seen, swam away quickly and seemingly just disappeared. More reports of an odd, moving darkness in the outer edge of the Indian Ocean, where the Caribbean sirens were last sighted, have been rumored. A warning has been issued for everyone to stay together and stay diligent. The mermaids who were patrolling that area have all fallen ill, black specs in their pearls. Many have taken to land to recover.

A lot of the Caribbean Sea sirens are suspicious of the Indian Ocean mermaids... if you ask me, they aren’t too sure about the ‘disappearance’ theory.

One of the outer boroughs of the North Pacific kingdom had a minor disaster; it was brushed by the elusive darkness, killing any vegetation in it’s path, and the mermaids who lived there have had to move closer to the sea capitol for food, as the fish have became scarce in the place where the darkness hovered. Mermaids in the royal court are growing restless and uneasy in the absence of their princess.

A small number of Black Sea sirens have left their territory and have been traveling across land towards the Baltic Sea; Unclaimed territory that has loose ownership to the North Atlantic, but is not currently guarded. Though officially proclaimed as merely an exploration mission, rumors are that the Black Sea sirens hope to establish a new territory separate from the Black Sea.

I overheard two South Pacific mermaids saying that maybe they have the right idea to flee and start their own thing. Could it be true that even mermaids are beginning to doubt the monarchy?

PENNED BY ECHO.

@gemmawalker @islamarin @theluminousnorth @fromsapphires @gayathri-kumar @gabidrake @briellefuentes @nereidamalik @blackseariddle @pipercarmine @stellasarasvati

{Please take advantage of these updates to develop plots and grow your presence on the dash! Regardless if you are apart of the sea mentioned, reach out and see what sort of ideas everyone has and start plotting! More updates like these will come between plot drops.}

#portvalenewsletter #lsrp #town rp #supernatural rp #skeleton rp #portvalebulletin

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isidoredelgado · 3 years ago

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status: closed {self para}. location: two miles out of port vale; secluded rocky beach {unnamed.} date & time: 1. 9. 2022. 10:49pm. {january 9th, sunday} mentions: @renzieanand @steph-anand @artsyacosta @jo-rivera @elistras content warning: minor body horror {beginning & end will be marked for easy skipping} honorary mention: big, big thank you to @gemmawalker for this playlist, which i had on repeat while writing this <3

Got a head full of spiders And a heart that isn't here In a room full of liars All my demons reappear

I bet nobody can remember What color eyes are on my face I'm a freak, I'm a pretender I never really had a place

No ones gonna worry Notice when I'm gone No they won't know I'm missin' ' Till they pull me out the m y s t i c

“I’m going home-”

With the turning of the year, came a turning point for Isidore Delgado. Though the building blocks for a new man had been being laid ever since early December, as his lies unraveled and his secrets spilled out for his loved ones to see; it was in the weeks that followed the beginning of the end, that a beginning truly began.

Isidore was used to being alone; the sea, in it’s entirety, is large and never-ending. All the waters in the world join together at some point, and when the centuries pass you by without heed, it’s easy to feel like a singular speck in a brutally wide world. Loneliness and isolation and absence have not been new concepts to him for half a millennia.

No, what was new for Isidore, was the experience of feeling it once again. He hadn’t noticed how easily he fell into the routine of comfortability in Port Vale, but the moment any piece was missing, he felt like a part of himself had gotten lost in the process. Emilia was scheduling herself opposite of Isidore, and the glance at the back of her head as she ducked out as he was coming in; it was a far cry from the usual smiles and banter that would fill Anchored Hearts only weeks before. Steph - well, her silence was deafening.

The only thing that had remained solid in his world had been Renzie; a gift, a blessing that Isidore would never for granted. But as essential as Renzie’s resilient friendship had been, Isidore was still lacking - perhaps lacking himself, and it was as midnight struck and Isidore turned to gaze at the sea that something truly began to stir in the obsidian heart, thudding on within the cage of his ribs. In the days following the celebration (bleak, in Isidore’s case, so firmly rooted in his pouting and wallowing), Isidore’s dread had loosened it’s grip on his emotions, and some clarity began to settle back onto his aged shoulders.

As much as Isidore loved his humans, he could see now, with this distance, the separation to return back to himself, that they had been a security blanket, too. They had made it far too easy for him to shut off parts of himself, pushed back so far, they struggled to surface. Telling the truth had reminded Isidore, and as he let the silence become welcome, questions that he had forgotten he didn’t know the answer too flooded back.

Though he tried with all his might; Isidore couldn’t change the past, nor could he truly change himself. Not really... and with the dirty laundry aired, Isidore didn’t have any other excuse to offer the universe about why he hid.

Isidore didn’t know who created him - maybe the Goddess, maybe the Sea itself, maybe something different entirely. Isidore didn’t know why darkness was creeping into his old home; he didn’t know why his brothers were fading, or why he remained. Isidore didn’t know why the other species were falling ill.

Isidore didn’t know, and he had been too involved with the humans to remember that he should care about that. And maybe he didn’t care as much as he should, as much as they all wanted him to care, but... well, without the distraction of his newer found family, he had plenty of time to ponder the mysteries of himself; the questions his humans asked, that he couldn’t answer. Why? Why, indeed.

Returning to the sea would answer nothing, Isidore was sure; nothing important, anyway, but it would prove to him one thing.

It would prove to himself that he was indeed Assyrian. Even now, after everything - and he’d spent a month letting the truth weigh on his friends, it was time to shoulder it for himself now.

“I’m going home,” Isidore repeated to the darkness of the evening. There was no streetlamps to light the rock-studded shore, more pebble in the coast than sand, but he could see perfectly. He was barefoot, wearing only his black denim against the bit of the January air, the wind chill icy as it blew off from the water, but he knew soon, it wouldn’t matter. Soon, he wouldn’t be shivering, and in the cloak of isolation and darkness, ankle deep in the surf - Isidore removed the last remaining barriers between his body and the ocean, and continued forward.

When he submerged, for a moment, Isidore just stayed the way he was, welcoming the sheer bitterness of the cold as it etched into his bones, swimming just under the surface with his hands and feet propelling him further out. Further, until even if he stood, his head wouldn’t break water; and then, further yet, until his lungs screamed for air and his legs stiffened in the temperature. He swam until he couldn’t, and then, Isidore became still.

Breathing in, Isidore felt the shock of water in his nose and mouth for a fraction of a second before it happened.

TW: MINOR BODY HORROR - BEGINNING

His back arched, and though finally Isidore could breath, fear gripped his heart for a moment. Transforming had never been painful before, but as it took his body, Isidore could feel it in a new way now - perhaps painful isn’t the best descriptor, but uncomfortable, definitely. It felt like trying to bend a dent out of metal; forcing the joints beyond their comfort, and Isidore whimpered as he felt his limbs - oh, his limbs, such a familiar form to him now - lengthen and bind, skin breaking to let scales come forth, and from the scales, downy hair protecting his upper body. He writhed, trying to help force his body into the shapes it knew best, but had forgotten; forced his mind to still as he let the water filter through his gills, bleeding on his neck.

Within three minutes, he had finished the transformation, and glided in a slow crescent in the deep. Isidore hadn’t realized he’d continued swimming forward, propelled by the experience, needing the pressure of his tail forcing him onward as he extended and grew. Now miles from the surface, Isidore wasn’t hiding at all.

END TW - SAFE TO READ HERE ON OUT

Isidore had fully transformed.

As his energy replenished, as if the sea were caressing him, welcoming him back, Isidore’s heart raced an orchestra in his chest. If you were watching from a boat above the surface, you’d see nothing but the possibility of a ghost of a shadow, whizzing by - if you blinked, you’d miss it, and any glimpse would leave you mildly curious about the strange glint in the water.

Isidore’s tail was a sleek black, shiny and mirrored, a color so deep it seemed endless. Strong, powerful, and sporting eight different plumes of fins that followed behind him like whispers of night in his wake. The tip of each scale was kissed pastel green, baby blue; peeks of color when the sunlight filtered through the kelp just right, like the sea sparkling over a sunset sky. Instead of hoofs on his front legs; powerful, just as his tail, more black billows of fins took their place. His mane was long, reaching the base of his tail and plastering against his back, lined with webbed spines in a brilliant, stark navy blue against the shine of his gray coat. The hippocampi’s form was a tidepool of color, tarnished and shadowed with the streaks of gray and dark green, creating a metallic gleam over the whole body of him.

But no one was around to stare at his beauty; not this time. Instead, Isidore was alone; entirely alone, and planned to take full advantage of that. He was racing out, through the seas, testing his tired, unused strength against the currents, and probably lost hours to the water as he roamed. Every movement, even as he leaped from the water (when sure he was safe from human eyes) in an arch against the night sky, felt like an old memory.

When his energy had been spent, Isidore let himself sink down, down, until even through his muscular shape, the cold bit into him. Relaxing onto the sandy ocean floor, snout resting on his front legs and his tail curl furling up behind him (looking like quite an odd combination of horse, fish, seahorse, and dejected human), Isidore let his eyes half-lid, and allowed his mind much-resisted freedom.

He would return to Assyria; this, Isidore knew without a doubt, but he wanted to stay there, like this, as long as he could stand first. He wanted to remember; he wanted to feel it all, and marvel at the wonder of it. Yet another gift from his humans; once again, Isidore was awe-struck by the truth of Assyria; of himself, of this world he knew and thought so little of. The magic of it-

But what was magic, anyway? Jo believed in Science, and Isidore did, too. Elistra believed in the Goddess, and Isidore did, too. Where did fact and fiction meet, and who was the cause of it? The Goddess, the universe, the unknown truths of the planet and it’s many creatures? For if the Goddess had created the mermaids, and had created him, who had created them? The humans above the sea, the multitude of animals that lived in the sky, in the trees... The world was wide, and Isidore was small. He thought of Islam, how the word translated from Arabic meaning voluntary submission - to surrender yourself over to a high power, give yourself onto it. And Isidore marveled at that, too, wondering how all of these faiths all connected;

All the rivers connect to the sea; all the seas connect; water is the same, wherever it goes.

Perhaps the heart, perhaps belief, worked the same way. Perhaps they were all the same; everyone was ‘right’, and the concept of a deity of creation, of life - be it aliens, be a Sea Goddess, maybe you are meant to believe what is best for yourself.

I believe in you, Isidore thought, whispering the words into the Sea with his mind.

I missed you, the Sea replied.

I know. But I’m going back, Isidore thought, thinking of home - of Port Vale.

I know, the Sea sighed.

And then, Isidore went home.

#; muse #; musings #; self para #its a long ass read but #im v proud #and this felt v good

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stellasarasvati · 3 years ago

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@gemmawalker

“Gemma! Gemma, hi!” Stella hadn’t exactly gotten the hang of keeping objects in a bag or purse just yet. She understood that humans often carried these bags to store their personal effects while in motion, but she also liked having them close. Right now, as she jogged up to her acquaintance, Stella had three different books, her cell phone, a water bottle decorated with stickers, and a roll of masking tape. At least the masking tape roll was around her wrist like an extra-chunky bracelet, but the rest was just in her hands.

“Have you seen an orange cell phone case anywhere? I took my phone out of it because I accidentally spilled some juice on it and needed to make sure that nothing went wrong, but I don’t remember exactly what happened after that because I kept changing seats to catch the light perfectly. Have you ever tried reading while the sun’s in your eyes? It just doesn’t work well at all. I didn’t account for the sun changing position so frequently in the evening, but that’s my mistake. I’ve got the times down for tomorrow so this doesn’t happen again... Did I ask you about the phone case yet? How are you going?”

#ch: gemma

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steph-anand · 3 years ago

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If you had to guess who was a mermaid or whatever else in town besides your bae who would you say?

"Huh... I guess this is the most interesting topic out there these days, right? Okay, let's get on things.

Can I just say anyone new in town is sus? Because really, anyone new in town is suspicious. Maybe not Mina, she is Jo's fiancé after all, but most of the newbies. What species all of the people I will list is up to question, since human forms don't really give away details, but if I have suspicions, I will let you know.

But more specifically, Thomas has to be not human. He is cousins with Mellora, they had to have grown up together in some way to be comfortable enough with a lie like that. Or maybe it's not even a lie, I'm not sure. They could be related. But yes, he must be a merman. That would be my guess.

Nereida... she cannot read, okay? Which isn't that big of an indication, but like, in this day and age, it's not a lot of people who cannot read, and when she said she wanted something not of her world to read about, she meant simple and boring people - her words, not mine - falling in love. That is just... sounds exactly like somebody who isn't human.

Valentina is obviously something else other than human, too. I mean, technically she could be like a mermaid hunter, but what makes the most sense is that she is a seaperson. Why else would she have wanted to steal the pendant, been so obsessed with it and then not give proper answers, you know?

I'm kind of wondering about Gemma too. Backpacking adventurer? Who settles down in Port Vale? It just... it feels strange, is all. Not that I have any specific proof of it, but it feels sus.

And then there is the kid, Quinn. He lived in a tent on the beach! For months! And he claims because he didn't want to waste money and I know he says he's going to college and all, but are we really sure he's going there? Could it be just a lie to cover up his seaperson-ness? Maybe he lived in a tent because he wanted to be near the sea and now that he is settling in more, he let Renzie help him find a place. Also! The way he just doesn't believe but is so polite about it? And those specifically clearly not accurate drawings of mermaids? If you ask me, all of it is to throw us off of his tail. Yes, pun intended.

Probably there are more, too, these are just my top contenders currently. Come check back later down the line and might have more information."

@mina-lewis; @jo-rivera; @thomasocuilinn; @nereidamalik; @valentinaromanova; @gemmawalker; @quinndarcy

#answered

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walterperez · 3 years ago

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closed starter for @gemmawalker

Walter was still reeling from the conversation he’d had with the city council president. She seemed to be under the impression that he was going to be doing free work for her, which in his mind was a very strange request from the city council, and while it did set off some alarms in his head that something in this town was not right, he needed to focus on one thing at a time.

He’d been told outright that he wasn’t going to find what he was looking for in the museum. But he needed to get all the information he could. And so, after finding no one at the front desk he made his way into the gift shop, where he did finally find someone who worked here. Walter had done this many times before that it became a muscle memory at this point, “Excuse me, my name is Walter Perez. I’m wondering if I could ask you some questions about the museum, and maybe about lore in Port Vale as a whole? I’m collecting information for an article I’m writing.”

#threads: gemma #let me know if this is all right

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amara-marino · 3 years ago

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who do you think of as friends?

“Vera and Silas are my friends, I think we get along well with each other! I think Gemma and I are now officially friends now too after my little slip up which is great, I didn’t know sirens were so cool so I’m glad I met her and she actually wants to be friends with me too. I’m very happy about that.”

@vera-lynns @silas-waters @gemmawalker

#portvalehour #[ answered ! ]#queue

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thomasocuilinn · 3 years ago

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@gemmawalker

Without Mellora opening with him, the museum seemed terribly empty. Lifeless, even. He understood why she'd returned to the sea, of course. Better than ever, now that he had his brothers in town with him. If anything were to happen to one of them, he was quite certain he'd move mountains trying to help them. Still, he worried about whether he could still carry out their quest and help Assyria without her at his side.

But she was already gone. There was no room for doubt...nor any for error, if the situation in the North Atlantic truly was as serious as it sounded. He would simply have to succeed.

In the meantime, though, there were explanations to be given. Alliances to be maintained, even though the thought of trying to represent the North Atlantic made Thomas's stomach turn. He'd missed on a century of geopolitical action, after all. Hopefully she would at least send a mermaid representative soon.

Speaking of - one such ally (or, at least, he hoped she was?) was walking through the door. Thomas abandoned the front counter to greet her. In one hand, he gripped an envelope addressed to her. "Good morning, Gemma! I was wondering if we could talk, preferably before 10," when humans would come trickling in. "It's...well, it's sort urgent."

#gemma #gemma 002 #hope this works!

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gabidrake · 3 years ago

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The sirens of Port Vale have a “diplomatic” text group chat the day after the Halloween would-be wedding to discuss the odd things that they encountered.

Includes: Gabi Drake, Valentina Romanova @valentinaromanova, Gemma Walker @gemmawalker, Ridley Alara @blackseariddle, Seraphina Calder @seraphinacalder, Elistra Smith @elistras

Mentions: Moray Blackmore @morayblackmore, Isidore Delgado @isidoredelgado, Ronan Delgado @ronandelgado, Siobhan Waters, Victoria Wolfgang, Xander Blackmore

Please be advised that this is a text chat that is over 15+ Microsoft Word pages

Gabi Drake

(adds Gemma, Val, and Ridley to group chat)

Strangers can’t read text, can they?

Valentina Romanova

what.

Gabi Drake

What?

Ridley Alara

omg this is so cool

Valentina Romanova

strangers?

Gabi Drake

non-sirens and people not added.

Valentina Romanova

ah. no.

Ridley Alara

dont worry its totally between us only.

Valentina Romanova

what is this.

Ridley Alara

val!! its a group chat!!!

Valentina Romanova

i know that. why is this.

Gabi Drake

a strategic tool. For information-sharing. I have information.

Ridley Alara

and its fun…

Valentina Romanova

information sharing. with me and ridley?

Gabi Drake

And Gemma

Valentina Romanova

oh.

did you want it to be sirens, generally. or just us.

Gabi Drake

I’m not dignifying that with a response.

Use your discretion.

Valentina Romanova

wtf does that mean.

Ridley Alara

omg it means we have a siren girl gang happening right now

Valentina Romanova

do you want other sirens in port vale in here or not. who do you want to share your information with.

Ridley Alara

theres more??

Valentina Romanova

yes. captain calder of the red sea. and another. from gabi’s realm.

Gemma Walker

(adds Seraphina to the group chat)

You said you have information, Gabi?

Valentina Romanova

Valentina has added Elistra to the group chat

i will just remove her if you do not want her to know.

Elistra

(typing…)

Gabi Drake

What

Elistra

(Elistra has left the group chat)

Valentina Romanova

Valentina has added Elistra to the group chat

stay.

Gabi Drake

I GUESS she can know

Elistra

is this an ambush what is this

Gabi Drake

Valentina Romanova

your captain has important siren information.

i think.

Gabi Drake

Crowd-sourcing information would be helpful. What is the mayor’s not-wife, first of all?

Valentina Romanova

Gabi Drake

Never mind

Valentina Romanova

a wife is what humans call a lifelong partner.

Elistra

is this how diplomatic meetings usually go for you all? it’s much less impressive over text

Gabi Drake

More importantly, any missing mermaid gemstones??

Gemma Walker

You don’t have to stay, Elistra, if you don’t have anything to contribute.

Valentina Romanova

yes she does. i told her to.

gabi. are you referring to atla’s pendant.

Seraphina Calder

Is this a diplomatic meeting? I’m not sure I follow

Gemma Walker

Gabi here has something she’d like to share, it would seem.

Valentina Romanova

gabi claimed to have information. i also have information. but i am waiting to hear hers first.

Gabi Drake

Yeah, it’s been found.

Valentina Romanova

what?

where.

Gabi Drake

The odd blonde lady had it. Has it.

Or it could be a good fake. I don’t know.

Elistra

odd blonde lady?

Valentina Romanova

the mayors betrothed?

Gabi Drake

Sharon.

Gemma Walker

Siobhan?

Gabi Drake

Her name isn’t Sharon?

Gemma Walker

No…

Valentina Romanova

i thought it was shivon.

Gabi Drake

Can none of you spell Sharon?

Gemma Walker

It was Siobhan on the wedding announcements.

Valentina Romanova

it doesnt matter what her name is. is she a siren or a mermaid.

Elistra

oh my goddess

Valentina Romanova

dont fucking invoke the goddess here.

Seraphina Calder

We are truly lacking focus here. I still have no idea of the point of this

Gabi Drake

To share so it doesn’t go through the rumor mill!

Valentina Romanova

well. this is interesting. i will investigate her.

Seraphina Calder

Who among us intends to act on this information?

Gabi Drake

It is nice to know that you are here, Seraphina.

Elistra

maybe someone should ask isidore

Valentina Romanova

surprisingly good suggestion.

Elistra

he could tell what i was the moment i came here

Gemma Walker

I can ask. He approached me yesterday and offered assistance if I needed it.

Seraphina Calder

Why would we include our enemies in our choices?

Valentina Romanova

enemies?

isidore is not my enemy.

Gabi Drake

Keep your enemies close if that is what they are to you.

Seraphina Calder

Hippocampi are on the side of the mermaids and they always will be. You are naive to think otherwise, Valentina.

Elistra

lol you obviously don’t know isidore

Valentina Romanova

i am not naive. isidore is a neutral party.

Gabi Drake

Have you met Ronan?

Seraphina Calder

Anyone can be a neutral party until they are forced to make a choice

Valentina Romanova

fine. it does not matter. i will investigate the bride myself.

but i have other information.

Gabi Drake

Good information?

Valentina Romanova

depends on your definition.

Gabi Drake

Beneficial.

Valentina Romanova

beneficial. yes.

on the night the wedding was supposed to take place i received a messenger from my sea. she informed me that there is a sickness in my realm. my sirens have heard that it has spread throughout assyria but they do not know the extent of it. i thought you all would want to know. in case you would like to check on your own realms. but i also think that we should keep this information close to our chests. if it is not affecting the mermaids we do not want them to think our realms weak.

Elistra

wait what

a sickness?

Valentina Romanova

that is what my messenger told me.

Elistra

and it was a physical messenger? a siren you spoke to?

Valentina Romanova

yes.

Gemma Walker

I received a similar message from one one of my own. She told me that it’s rumored to be impacting mermaids, as well. A cause hasn’t been identified, but it would be wise to stay out of the water for now if you haven’t been already.

Gabi Drake

I know a great uninhabited island.

Valentina Romanova

what would we need an island for.

Gabi Drake

Inhabiting

Gemma Walker

Aren’t we already inhabiting this town?

Elistra

if its a sickness, everyone should know about it. sicknesses contrary to what you might believe, don’t know borders

Gabi Drake

Everyone will do what they want. This is not the diplomatic gathering I was hoping for.

Seraphina Calder

This is what happens when you invite rankless sirens

Valentina Romanova

we are not mermaids, we do not have some awful hierarchy. if she has community that is sick in her sea, she deserves to know.

Seraphina Calder

Yes in her community not theirs

Gemma Walker

My messenger did say my pod had heard of mermaids developing the sickness, as well.

Seraphina Calder

Which means that mermaids can hear of it all on their own and we don’t need to help them. They wouldn’t help us

Valentina Romanova

it would be to our detriment to tell them, i agree.

Ridley Alara

did anyone mention the black sea at all when you got your messages?

Valentina Romanova

no. sorry, ridley.

Gemma Walker

I’m sorry, I did not. It does seem to be fairly widespread though, even if it has only infected a few so far. I doubt anywhere is totally safe, to be perfectly honest.

Ridley Alara

does anyone…. here feel sick?

Valentina Romanova

no. do you.

Gemma Walker

sick of land, maybe. But I don’t have any symptoms that match the illness.

Ridley Alara

yeah, my tummy hurts

Gabi Drake

Sick of many things. But not illness

Ridley Alara

that could be the coffee, i havent had dinner tho

Gabi Drake

Gemma is valid.

Valentina Romanova

eat something. and. dont touch me.

Elistra

@Ridley Alara i can not believe i fell for “i’m here on business”

Ridley Alara

omg so this IS you, i thought maybe port vale had two elistra smiths

why do you know abba?

Elistra

yeah elistra’s a really common name

Gabi Drake

what is happening?

Seraphina Calder

I am certainly sick of this pointless conversation

Ridley Alara

did you hear from your sirens?

Valentina Romanova

what are you going to do to help assyria then seraphina.

how are you going to investigate the illness that might be affecting your people.

Gabi Drake

This is too many problems.

Seraphina Calder

Certainly not by relying upon anyone else based on what I’ve learned from this.

Ridley Alara

im not sure if this is helpful rn but i ate a cookie and my tummy feels better, i think i’m safe

Valentina Romanova

youre being a brat.

Gemma Walker

what’s a cookie?

Ridley Alara

😲

Gabi Drake

humans call each other that affectionately

Seraphina Calder

No I was attempting to strategic and you all have lost your minds.

Humans are idiots

Elistra

a cookie is a baked good, the bad ones have raisins in them the good ones have chocolate chips

Valentina Romanova

when were you attempting to be strategic! you have not proposed any productive solutions, only shot down others’.

Ridley Alara

lets all get along, we wont get anywhere fighting, right?

Gabi Drake

why would you call someone a baked good? Is it to insult them for having the appearance of a raisin?

Gemma Walker

I don’t think that’s it.

Ridley Alara

cookies are sweet, people you like are sweet. it matches. sort of

Gemma Walker

I do agree that some civility would be nice, though.

Elistra

ive never heard someone call someone else a cookie. usually its something like “sugar”

Seraphina Calder

(Seraphina has left the group chat)

Gabi Drake

Sugar is also sweet

Elistra

yeah because sweetness and kindness are considered desirable traits here

Gemma Walker

Let’s add her back in once she’s had some time to cool down.

Gabi Drake

yes, sweetness and kindness just left the chat

Valentina Romanova

anyway.

if anyone learns anything more about the illness. it would be useful to share it here. finding out if isidore knows anything is a start, as well as investigating human medical textbooks and pursuing the lead with the blonde bride. i am sure this sickness is connected to everything else threatening our realms.

Ridley Alara

we should tell each other if one of us gets sick too

Valentina Romanova

obviously. yes. that too.

Gabi Drake

Understood. The text channels are always open. Could someone please tell Seraphina to notify them if she has symptoms so it can be related?

Gemma Walker

I can check in with her.

Valentina Romanova

i will talk to her. later. i am sure she is just stressed about being on land.

Gemma Walker

That is fair, being on land is awful.

Gabi Drake

the novelty runs thin. How many years can one last here sane?

Gemma Walker

I don’t believe anyone said anything about years

we could ask isidore though

Elistra

………..

Valentina Romanova

isidore has been here fifteen years. so. ten, probably.

Elistra

so that gives me 4 more years of sanity. good to know.

Gabi Drake

An overestimate

Valentina Romanova

oh never mind. five then.

Elistra

yeah im the crazy one certainly no one here has gone mad with power

Gabi Drake

You didn’t even try.

Valentina Romanova

no. no one has.

Gemma Walker

Please do!

Ridley Alara

am I allowed to say my idea?

Valentina Romanova

not if it involves cookies.

Ridley Alara

why don’t we just ask the mayor to fund an ocean research project and we pay the science people to figure it out?

Valentina Romanova

because humans are morons

who don’t know we exist.

Gemma Walker

I’m not sure if what we want is more humans poking around in the water.

Elistra

also i think youre vastly overestimating how much spare money this town has

Gabi Drake

let’s consider a reelection. I have heard of those

Ridley Alara

oh right. Good point

Valentina Romanova

a re-election for your captaincy or.

Gemma Walker

I don’t know if they’d let you be a candidate, Gabi.

Ridley Alara

oh Victoria is going to be mayor

she said so after the contest

Valentina Romanova

who is victoria. morays brother is mayor.

Gabi Drake

sure. Lets have Victoria.

Elistra

victoria is on the city council, moray’s brother beat her in the last election

Ridley Alara

shes like friends with siobhan

Valentina Romanova

hm. i see.

Ridley Alara

well idk but that’s what she said… he was gonna ruin the town and now she HAS to be mayor

Gabi Drake

Can anyone else run?

Valentina Romanova

i am glad the blackmores are vanquishing their enemies.

Elistra

not vanquished enough for her not to be a problem

Valentina Romanova

hm.

Elistra

@Gabi Drake how good did you forge your papers before coming here?

Valentina Romanova

i do not want to get involved in human politics but moray has been crucial as my human liaison. he should be rewarded. should i vanquish her?

Elistra

if i say no will that make you do it out of spite?

Valentina Romanova

perhaps.

Ridley Alara

this is so cool

Elistra

i think moray would like to be rewarded in other ways tho, just so you know, if you want suggestions on gifts

Valentina Romanova

you know him well? i suppose we can confer.

Elistra

sure. i’ll give you all the intel i have on your human liaison.

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