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The Swimming Abilities of Apes//Tarzan&Ariel

Ariel looked at her father nervously. “His name is Tarzan," she murmured. “And daddy?" Ariel bit her lip.

"I love him." She swam slowly backwards and snatched him away, bringing him closer, holding his hand tightly. He was nervous, she could tell, but her heart was in her throat and she felt like she was going to throw up. Even underwater, her palms were slicked with nervous sweat.

There was a moment of breathless silence held courteously around the room, and then Triton’s voice boomed through the chambers. Ariel shut her eyes in nervous anticipation. “W-welcome."

She peeked one open, surprised. Welcome? She didn’t understand. He wasn’t yelling at her? Or him? Triton, very regally, held his cool. “This is the boy?" He asked Ariel timidly. She nodded curtly, her red hair flying up around her head and floating coolly across her line of sight. She pushed it back.

Triton swam forward slowly and offered a hand. “Daddy?" Ariel said softly.

"I’m so sorry for running off like that. It was wrong of me." Triton looked at Ariel, his eyes swimming with tears. “Oh Ariel….I was always so concerned with keeping you safe but I never considered…I’m sorry." She threw herself at him, hugging him tightly. “It’s okay, Daddy. I’m sorry. I won’t do it again. I swear." She blinked a few times. “Daddy, there’s a catch. Tarzan….," Ariel gulped. “Tarzan is a human." Ariel watched his eyes widen. “I used a little magic. But that brings me to my request."

The redhead took a deep, calming breath. “Is there a way…that you can make me mermaid and human? Depending on whether I’m on land or not? Please. I won’t ever run away again."

Triton paused for a long moment. The fish in the room held their breaths and breathed a sigh as Triton slowly murmured “yes. Do you promise never to leave again?" Ariel couldn’t nod any more exuberantly then she already was. “Yes. Yes, daddy! I can. I swear I will never ever run away again, oh thank you! Thank you thank you thank you!" The red head could barely contain herself.

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--So... everything is alright then.

At least, it sounded so.

Bliss was etched unto that of a belted visage, the currents of a gentle stream ebbing around the male's emerald fins, as he peeked out to glimpse upon the two that chatted. Ariel was the spitting image of anxiety--constantly averting her gaze, merely hoping that her father would not do anything to sever their relationship. Or, he suspected as much. But in the end, the father remained happy; joyous that his daughter had returned, and seemingly at ease with the fact that she was in love. And for Tarzan--well, things went as perfectly as they could. Orbs of emerald flickered lo and between the tresses of ruby upon his lover's crown, and to the gray of her father--

...Should I come out now?

Don't wish to interrupt a tender moment...

And even so, did the man have a right to do so? According to what Ariel had mentioned, her father remained to be king of this place. And if so, Tarzan would think to tread carefully upon the borders of respect; treating the merman as how he would treat Kerchek. Or an effect similar to one, anyway.

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AU: A Dash of Red, and A Dash of Green? (Natasha and Tarzan)

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Natasha felt liked a rage doll, being pulled around by some mysterious man. If he wasn’t her salvation and the only thing between her and those baboons she’d be a little less cooperative. Still she didn’t like the thought of not being in control, on the plus side she had a beautiful view of the jungle, it was more vast than she first imagined.

Her admiring was interrupted when a baboon launched itself onto her, Natasha squirmed hoping that the man had a tight grip otherwise she’d plummet to her death. It didn’t help that her stomach churned every time he swung from vine to vine like a monkey himself. After a few minutes of struggling she was able to cast the Monkey off of her, unfortunately losing her boot in the process.

Then after that was over she felt a sense of accomplishment at least until the savage man threw her up into the air while launching himself towards a tree. Natasha couldn’t help the scream that busted out as she felt herself hurling downward. She was sure she’d die, but on the way down she was once again in the man’s strong grip.

“You’d bloody not do that again.” Natasha yelled angrily, even though he just saved her life.

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Bewilderment suddenly took its’ course.

For a multitude of reasons, really. For one thing, a strange collage of items were scattered about its' body. The mesh donned upon her upper-frame, and some form of leg-items circling around her legs. Entirely odd in the greatest, and the man couldn't help but stare at her. Hues of emerald groped her figure, captivating the sight that granted his view. And then suddenly she began pushing against his frame, slender arms pressed against his tonedness. Within seconds he allowed her down, watching her shimmy away from him.

There was the cross expression that dawned across the female’s features, followed by an ample amount barks and bellows tearing from the creature’s lips. Which, led him to the conclusion that she was, in fact, female. Although her tone was stern and perhaps even… angry, the odd sense of compassion and docility seemed to bear on the figure’s tone. It was incredibly vexing, and so was she. Right there, the male would have loved to explore such intriguing aspects of this new-found being.

Abundance of tremors to arise within the figure's skull, cascading into a rock-slide of recollection. What was this thing? Why was she so angry? ...And where was its' other shoe?

But there were other pressing matters at hand.

The male tossed a glance to the swarming horde that sprinted towards them, all in a huddle, as they shrieked and clawed their way to them. Although the female seemed ready and roaring to battle the primates, this was not the time, nor the place to do such a thing. No, the hairless ape was intent on fending them off as carefully as he could. The male grabbed the female that leaped into his arms, gripping toned appendages tighter around her delicate frame, sliding backwards onto the tree’s limb, bits of moss flying out from beneath his feet. With a grunt, the toned figure propelled his legs off the branch…

And dove straight into the jungle below--

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The Swimming Abilities of Apes//Tarzan&Ariel

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Ariel turned to face her love quickly, spinning a bit in place and looking up at him. “No….no, not yet.” She bit her lip and turned her head back over her shoulder. “How angry is he?” She asked softly. “Is he angry?”

Attina swum forward a bit. “He was very angry, at first. Now he’s just worried. Ariel - you need to talk to him.” Ariel nodded. “Can Tarzan stay with you while I go talk to him for a few minutes? As far as he’s concerned, Tarzan was never a human and neither was I.” Ariel swum slowly out of the room to the throne to face his wrath. She peeked around the corner.

“Daddy?” She whimpered. He looked so upset, sitting on his throne. “I’m home.” He perked up, before spotting her. “ARIEL.” She swam slowly forward, head down,looking guilty. But his arms were around her and she couldn’t understand.

“I thought you’d be mad,” she murmured, her voice muffled by her father pressed against her.

“The time for anger is passed, Where have you been?”

“I took a break.” She murmured. “I just - the princess stuff. I don’t like it. I just…I know you don’t approve. But there’s somebody I want you to meet, Daddy.”

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"..."

Silence served as the border that would separate the former ape man and the many siblings that surrounded him, while they all listened intently to the boisterous chatter outside the room. Emerald casts were flickered about, anxiety beginning to sprout within the depths of his torso, peach folds pressed into an arid stature, tawny brows twined into a crease. What if Ariel was right? From what she had told of her father, he seemed to be nearly as bad as Kerchek. And the fact that he was here--it suddenly dawned on him that this was a horrid idea. If anything, he would only get the mermaid in further trouble.

"...Maybe I shouldn't go out--" The male murmured, crest flicking to the right as doubt tore abroad the belted visage of the man, bubbles forming in the wake of a nervous-fin-fluttering. "Last thing I want to do is to get Ariel in trouble..." That was the exact opposite of why he came here. The entire reason to come here was to aid the Princess, not further vanquish her relations with her family.

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