![]() Phil carefully circles around the rock pile. Its better not to bring too many people in at once, and Phil has the benefit of his avian abilities. Jack will stay with the car until he’s calmed the kid down a little. “That’s a relief,” Phil says, shutting the trunk. He was conscious and responsive so he shouldn’t be too bad condition-wise.” Jack leans against the side of the car, “looks like suit guy fell asleep on the beach last night and woke up to find the kid already washed up. A little cooler of fish and a thick blanket rounds up his supplies. Phil digs in the back of the car, pulling out some heavy gloves and forearm guards. If he can’t get the kid’s trust then its going to be a long fucking day. Well, at least it isn’t underwater, but getting a mer out of a den is no simple feat. “Awesome, thanks mate.” Phil takes a deep breath and considers his plan of attack. He points to a little pile of rocks, exposed by the tide. “I know where he is,” the third guy-good fucking god his voice is deep-chimes in. More than likely this kid has been taught all his life that humans want to kill or torture him in various ways. There are some mer pods that don’t utterly loathe humans, but they’re few and far between. As so helpfully demonstrated by the village idiot over there. If the kid thinks he’s in danger he’ll defend himself. That doesn’t by any stretch of the imagination mean that they’re helpless. But there’s always danger going into the water with a mer that isn’t inclined to be friendly.Ī kid doesn’t have the strength, speed, or power of an adult, and their claws and fangs are duller. From the reports the kid is probably only about six or seven, and Phil’s got a partner with him, so going into the water with him wouldn’t be too dangerous. “Did you see where he went?” Hopefully not back out to the water. Phil winces, the guy may have deserved it but damn. What did the guy do, sleep on the beach?) Not to mention the blood. (Honestly there’s way too much sand for just getting attacked by a mer. Now its rumbled to hell and he’s definitely never getting all that sand out of it. ![]() He’s wearing what might have once been a nice suit. Phil looks over his shoulder and he can see the genius in question. Phil looks over.Sparkles-Sparkles? Really? Far be it from Phil to question a man’s name but. It means he can make someone else deal with the morons. Jack makes a motion and heads over to the ambulance, Phil loves having seniority. ![]() I almost interned up at the center so I knew the number.” Genius over there decided to try and take a selfie with him. I didn’t really see him, but it sounds like he’s just a little guy. The guy rolls his eyes a bit, “You can call me Sparkles, everyone does. “Sounds like you guys got into a bit of trouble with a mer, Mr…?” “That’d be me,” Phil says, plastering on a smile. “Hey man,” the guy says, “are you guys from the mer center right?” He looks pretty local, actually, got that look of a guy who spends a lot of time on the water. Immediately one of the guys is waving him over. Phil pulls up a little ways away from the ambulance and he and Jack get out of the car. Jack, his partner for this trip, scoffs a bit. That being a nice bite to his hand and some deep cuts on his arm from the claws. He had, of course, gotten the usual response from the mer kid in question. The genius who’d figured it would be a good idea to try and fuck with a mer kid. There’s already an ambulance at the scene, he can see the whole group of the idiots clustered around the chief idiot. Phil flicks on his turn signal and finally he can see the beach in question.
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