[ gilded lilies ] [ eilina & danica ]
The immediate response of a compliment was enough to pull Eilina’s lips into a grin. Had there ever been a moment that she had doubted Danica’s presence as anything but perfect? After being verbally cossetted within the initial seconds of meeting, she thought not. Hers was a quick heart, one that was easily filled up. But this kind of ephemeral feeling also left her susceptible to a rapid loss of emotion, and she was often subject to the spastic sensitivities of a cheap heart. She ran a hand through the dry waterfall of her hair, preening.
"I am, aren’t I? The ivory compliments me so." Although she made no attempt to return the compliment, vastly consumed with her own image, she did giggle at the latter half of Danica’s words. "How quickly you would be seduced, dear sister. The game is not nearly so fun when they lay themselves down within mere minutes, as you know. Although you do not have to be a man to enjoy my splendour." While the daughters of Isonade were notorious for their seduction and particular pursuit of men, it was not uncommon to find lovers amongst the watery maidens. Although the Thuane was a suitable home for their forms, it did not lend for endless entertainment, should the boarmen be off hunting for great stretches of time. And as there was nothing within the Black Isles as lovely as their own kind, diversion and enjoyment was - at times - fond in the slender form of another mermaid. While Eilina preferred her male suitors, she had no qualms with pleasure found in fair, slim hands — she had never stumbled upon the desire in her life as a mortal, but being reborn in the riverbed had yielded many new forms of sexuality.
"Of course not," She nodded decisively, uncorking the wine to fill the air with its heady scent. "I should like to be very near a lush by the time we arrive at the Grove. For if that little goat Clover tries to show me her face, I will be able to tolerate it better with wine in my belly!" She laughed, finding great amusement insulting the fauness that was often hailed as the challenger to her title of beauty. Goat had become one of her new favourite insults in that regard, and Eilina couldn’t help but smile as she drew the image of Clover with the legs and snout of a old billy goat. Two gilded cups served as chalices, which she doled the alcohol into liberally. When the drinks had been sufficiently poured, she clapped her hands in glee at Danica’s statement, her laughter loud and true. “Oh, it’s going to be wonderful! I cannot wait to dance and dance and dance before spinning into the arms of a boarmen. Perhaps Galahad,” She sighed, bringing the cup to her lips. “Or Keir, he has been so loyal in coming to the riverside, but I enjoy teasing him so.” She ruminated on this thought as she sipped, consumed in her choices before turning to Danica with a slowly growing smile. “Do you have one, or many conquests in mind, my fire-haired sister?”
"Especially against that golden hair, you're almost a picture of perfection." Oh, how easy it was to keep a smile upon Eilina's face. Just a few words of visual flattery and she could quickly become Eilina's favourite person. Although that wasn't her only reason for giving compliments, it was nice to give them out just because she could. Making enemies amongst her sisters of the river was not something she was interested in, especially since she would be keeping their company over the next hundred years and it wasn't easy to avoid them. Although she couldn't quite set aside the annoyance that Tessa always brought her. She couldn't understand why she would want to return to land when their life in the river outweighed human benefits a million to one. Being a daughter of Isonade was a gift, one that all of them should appreciate or they might as well allow the skinwalkers to eat them.
Danica leaned back on her hands, a gentle laugh allowing her chest to vibrate. "Believe it or not, I do have some standards. I have never layed with someone who wasn't visually appealing to me nor do I ever intend. I have never layed with a man that smelled like he was in need of a bath either and the women...well. All the women I've fucked I wish could join me down her so that we could have several repeats of our time together." A mischievous smirk curled her lips in amusement at her own words as she got lost in visuals of some of her favourite lovers. She may prefer having her way with men, but Danica had never been opposed to having a good time with women as well and some of them were even better lovers than some of the men. As long as she had a good time, she didn't care who she allowed into her bed. She had been pleasantly surprised when that sexual drive had been amplified once she became a part of the river and spending her time with her hands tangled in the hair of one of the daughters of Isonade was an activity that she enthralled to participate in, especially when the fauns and boarmen were busy.
Her smirk split into a wide grin at her sisters words. "Oh gods, please grace us all with a fight between the two of you, it would make for the best entertainment of the night. I could give you a few pointers on fighting, I've had to spar with a few jealous wives in my time." Eilina's dismay for Clover brought Danica endless amusement ever since her first few days as a mermaid. Although she would not like to be on the bad side of Eilina herself, watching her insult and antagonize the female faun always caused a melodious laughter to spill from her lips and warm the air surrounding her. Accepting the gilded cup, she took a very long unladylike drink from it until the very last drop had settled in her belly before she held it out for more. "Too right you are, sister. My legs will no doubt be aching by the end of the night, but I'm sure the boarmen will be happy to help me rest when the pain is too much." Dani winked at Eilina before gently bumping her shoulder against her sisters. "Hmm..." She pondered Eilina's words for a moment as she refilled her cup. "Perhaps Yeven tonight, or maybe Lyen or Gars. Maybe all three of them as I've already gotten started for today with a faun." Danica shrugged, feigning innocence as she took a much more graceful sip of her ale. "Keir is quite handsome, he would make an excellent lover and would spend his lifetime showering you with affections, too."
