she laughed and danced

Nerissa. Daughter of Aphrodite and Achelous.

[siren-syrena-blog-blog]

“Relaxing and enjoying myself isn’t quite my strong suit,” she reminds Nerissa. She looks at her younger sister and quirks one side of her lips. “A majority of them hate us. I get your need to have a social life, or any kind of life at all, I really do. Just please understand that whatever happens to you is my fault. You might not feel that way, but I feel that this responsibility lies on my shoulders. I’m sorry I nag and lecture, but I’m just doing my best to keep you all safe.”

[nnnerissa-blog]

Nerissa sighs a little, knowing Syrena thought them all to be her responsibility despite the fact they were all well over a few thousand years old. But lost a lot over those years, so she understands, even if it gets tedious every once in awhile. “Well, when you decide you want to relax, I’m sure there’s a good amount of places we can explore besides the Cove,” she tells her, smiling a little. “We could even join Morgana on one of her wild nights out.”

[nnnerissa-blog]

Nerissa ran her fingers over the various dresses hanging from the rack in her mother’s boutique at the mall, humming a little to herself as she did. Everything was so nice, and looked so pretty, she wanted to take all of it, but she knew she should probably leave some things for other people. She looks at the numbers on the little tag hanging from the little tab on the inside of the dress, making a face. She had learned recently that those little numbers were a price, and it was the amount of money that needed to be paid in order to be able to take whatever it was home, though she still didn’t understand why all that was needed. At least in Aphrodite’s Boutique she could just take what she wanted without the unnecessary burden of paying for it. She walks over to the sunglasses, picking up a pair and looking them over, humming as she pulled them on and turned to look at herself in the mirror, feeling a presence beside her and she turns, smiling. “How do I look?”

[siren-syrena-blog-blog]

“Well one of us has to do the worrying. And apparently that’s me,” Syrena says, scribbling down a note in her margins. Nerissa shoots her a look. “I’m not complaining or anything, I swear. This is just who I am. Protecting our family is my first priority and it always will be.” She takes another bite of her pizza and wipes her hands on a napkin. “I understand that you’re bored and you’re sick of rules, but please for the love of gods, be careful.”

[nnnerissa-blog]

“Or, you could just relax and enjoy yourself,” Nerissa hums, picking at the pineapples on her pizza and popping one into her mouth. “The demigods in this town may be awful, but not everyone hates us,” she reasons, thinking about Matty again, trying to stop the smile that wants to form on her lips and only marginally succeeding, her lips still slightly curved up in a small smile. He clears her throat, looking down and nodding at her words, rolling her eyes some when Syrena told her to be careful. “I haven’t gotten us killed or nearly killed yet. That’s an improvement from before us arriving to this town, now isn't it?”

[morganathesiren-deactivated2019]

Morgana propped herself up by her elbows. She squinted through the sunlight at one of her my pretty sisters. A small smile appeared on the corner of her lips. “Excuse me for being busy trying to make the most of this worst. You’ve got a point, though, I guess. How’ve you been, Nerissa?”

[nnnerissa-blog]

"Making the most of this worst?" she questions, quirking an eyebrow at her. "By being gone for practically three weeks?" she teases, smiling some and shrugging at her question. "I've been alright. I've found a demigod to keep me entertained, I'm getting free things from our mother's boutique, and I haven't wanted to kill very many people this week," she lists, moving out of the way and stretching her arms out. "How've you been spending your days?"

[minnowthesiren-deactivated20161]

She sighs and dismisses her with a wave of her hand, giving up. “Go on and do your thing.”

[nnnerissa-blog]

Nerissa smirks, nodding her head. "Will do."

[morganathesiren-deactivated2019]

Morgana laid out in the sun— not necessarily to tan, (she couldn’t. Her fair complexion went unchanged by anything; always light and youthful and glowing) but because she liked the feeling of the sun on her skin. She’d only been out for five minutes when she felt the sun disappear. She opened her eyes to find someone in front of her, casting a shadow.

"— what?”

[nnnerissa-blog]

Nerissa swam up towards the dock near the Siren House, pushing her hair back away from her face and humming to herself as she set her bag down against the wood of the dock before lifting herself up. Her scales and tail disappeared as she lifted out of the water, leaving her in human form as she sat on the dock, reaching for her dress. She didn't care that she was still wet, getting the fabric of her dress wet as a result, simply slipping it over her head and standing up to slide her bikini bottoms on. She picks up her bag to find her bracelet, clipping it around her wrist and looking up, spotting Morgana on the beach. She walks over to her, standing in front of her once she reaches her.

"Can't I want to speak to the sister I've seen a whole two minutes of in three weeks?"

[minnowthesiren-deactivated20161]

Minnow sighs, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Fine. Whatever. Just don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

[nnnerissa-blog]

"You're starting to sound like Syrena, you know," she hums, tilting her head some.

[minnowthesiren-deactivated20161]

"You know we can’t eat him."

[nnnerissa-blog]

"If I knew who you were talking about, I'd say that that wasn't what I was going to do."

[sirenoceana]

Oceana was in midst of making her way back to the Siren House when she spotted her sister from a distance. Nerissa seemed quite interested with whatever lay behind the panel of glass that separated her from the inside of the store she was peering into. Oceana smiled, the result of seeing a familiar face after spending the afternoon making little conversation with other demigods for Oceana had made the resolution that tomorrow, she would be in a better mood to get acquainted with more new faces. With that, she made her way over to her where Nerissa was. 

Suddenly, she saw Nerissa turn around, as if someone had called her by her name. Oceana’s gaze followed Nerissa’s, instinctively, and she immediately understood and predicted her sister’s next course of action. Of course, Nerissa would want to go over and speak to Matty - the son of Poseidon that they had saved in the past. Oceana would have loved nothing more than to speak to the boy, in the moment, too. But that would be against the rules and if she could help it, Oceana did not wish to break any rules just yet, and she didn’t intend for Nerissa to break any either. Soon, Oceana found herself face to face with her sister, in between her and the boy, who passed by without noticing the two sisters. “To stop you from doing something you might soon regret, perhaps?”

[nnnerissa-blog]

Nerissa let out a heavy sigh when she realized it was her sister who had stopped her. She makes a face, trying to look over her shoulder, wanting to find him again, but he had walked passed them, too distracted by Ambrosios to notice her like she had hoped he would. She looks back to Oceana, glaring some. "I never regret anything," she says in a matter-of-fact tone. "Besides, I have no idea what you're talking about. I was just walking."

[nnnerissa-blog]

Come Away to the Water || Marissa

Nerissa hums as she walks up the the rock peaking out of the water, looking around to make sure no one was out. She didn't particularly care about anyone seeing her as she slipped out of her sandals, bikini bottoms, and the flowy white dress she was wearing, but she did care about having to hear Ambrosios scolding her again for 'public indecency'. She rolls her eyes at the thought. Half of the residents had what she had, and the other half had mostly likely seen it at some point. She didn't see the reason, but better to just follow that rule, considering she was breaking his biggest one by planning on seeing Matty again. She hums to herself again, pulling her bracelet off and setting it beside her sandals, before diving into the water.

She doesn't know how long she swims for, but she knows the sun has risen significantly from where it was just starting to peak up from the water. She wants to stay in it, but she knows eventually she has to get out, lest she stay long enough to deal with the groups that always came to the beach. It had started off as a nice day, and she would rather not sour it with feeling of wanting to commit homicide. Sighing softly and pushing her hair out of her face, she looks down at her free hand, smiling at some of the shells and stones she'd picked up. They were prettier than the stones and shells she would find outside the borders, and she liked that a lot. Smiling to herself, she goes to swim towards the rock, stopping when she sees someone standing on it, looking down at her dress, frowning some, but smiling quickly when she realizes who it was.

She takes a moment to study him, liking how the sun reflected off his hair, making them look like golden strands similar to the golden necklaces she would once get from sailors. Deciding to go over to him, she dips back under the water, swimming until she was just in front of the water, popping up to see him sitting close to the edge, feet in the water. She lifts herself some out of the water, smiling and humming a bit as she casually sets some of the shells she'd found down beside him, occasionally handing him one, waiting for him to speak.

[nnnerissa-blog]

Nerissa couldn’t help the smile that formed on her lips at the nymphs words. “Is that a threat?” she asks, cocking her head to the side some, smiling a little wider, before she lets out an amused laugh, straightening up some. “You should know better than to threaten a killer, Nymph,” she says, walking around her now, picking up her necklaces that rested against the stand beside the couch, slipping them over her head. “I’m bored with you now, you can see yourself out.”

[camiras]

Camira huffed out a frustrated sigh, “I may just be a Nymph, but you’ve never met anyone like me, sweetie. Trust me, you’ll know if I decide to threaten you—” She narrowed her eyes at Nerissa as she donned her jewelry. “I’m simply telling you like it is. I mean, you said it yourself… You are a ‘killer’," And with that, Camira knew she had to make her exit quick and soon. "—I’ll see myself out." She said before flashing the Siren a fake smile. She turned on her heels and, with a gust of wind strong enough to jostle a few items in Nerissa’s room, Camira materialized into the air and was gone.

[minnowthesiren-deactivated20161]

"And yet somehow I don’t believe you."

[nnnerissa-blog]

"Well, luckily, I don't need you to believe me."

[siren-syrena-blog-blog]

"Intelligence has never been their strong suit," Syrena reminds her, nodding her head towards an especially obnoxious group of them. She knew some of them from the university. She didn’t know a lot of students, she tried to keep her head down, but one of them was in her advanced marine biology class. "I’m not constantly worrying," Syrena says, and Nerissa gives her a look. "I’m not! I’m just being careful."

[nnnerissa-blog]

"True," Nerissa agrees, looking over at the group Syrena had pointed out, not making any move to hide that it was them she was staring at. "You're always worrying," she tells her, giving her a look when she argued, and rolling her eyes when she said she was just being careful. "Well, I'm tired of being careful. We've been careful for most of our existence, it's getting boring," she says, finishing off her slice.

[siren-syrena-blog-blog]

"Morgana definitely knows how to make the best of every situation, doesn’t she?" Syrena mumbles, laughing a bit. The girl is sent to a town full of the people that know they massacred fellows demigods out of revenge, and somehow she still convinced most of them to go out to bars with her. "I know those are the rules, but I can’t help but worry," Syrena admits. "You can’t trust all of these people to hold promises made by their parents. Just watch your back, okay?"

[nnnerissa-blog]

Nerissa can't help but laugh some at her sister's worry. "We're not allowed to kill, but maiming in the form of self defense isn't an issue," she points out, biting into her slice, waiting until she'd finished chewing and swallowing before continuing. "We've been hunted, tortured, nearly killed.. I think a few fragile demigods won't be too much of an issue. Especially so young an inexperienced. They don't know the war we've seen, they still live in their land of magic and safety. I doubt any would be so stupid as to give that up."

[siren-syrena-blog-blog]

"So, the usual then?" Syrena asks, scribbling down a note about the limbic system in regards to comatose level brain inflammation. She suspects that Nerissa had been talking to Matty, but she doesn’t say anything. She doubts it was any of her other sisters, but she isn’t sure yet. And honestly, she doesn’t need another sister ticked off at her. She just wants them safe. "I’ve mostly been in classes and keeping an eye on you guys," she answers. "Both full time jobs."

[nnnerissa-blog]

Nerissa hums, shaking her head. "Morgana's been the only one of us to make the most of being here I think," she mutters, referring to their sister that spent her nights and days out of the house and partying. She'd done that before they were confined to the town anyway, but still, at least she was having fun. "Plus you don't need to worry about us here. The gods can't hurt us here, remember?"

[siren-syrena-blog-blog]

"Nerissa, I already had…" she tries, but her sister has already walked off. Nerissa sits down (not carrying her own order, of course). "Nerissa, I already ate a slice of Hawaiian. I’m not hungry," she says, but doesn’t protest when the server puts down an entire seafood pizza. She wasn’t hungry exactly, but not hunting did make her feel…empty. She could have one more slice. "How have you been?" she asks, taking a piece for herself.

[nnnerissa-blog]

"One slice? That's barely food," she says, waving her hand off. She knew that it couldn't just be her with this empty feeling inside now that she couldn't hunt whenever she felt like it. Nothing seems to fill her up. Not the normal human food, anyway, despite the fact that a lot of it was delicious. When the pizza was set down in front of them, along with their waters, Nerissa took a slice for herself, humming at Syrena's question. "Bored, annoyed, murderous," she hums, leaving out the bit about meeting the son of Poseidon the night before. Syrena had been pissed enough that Nerissa had stopped her from killing him, it didn't serve her well if she told her that she was planning on seeing him again. "What about you?"

[camiras]

Camira stood up tall as well. This girl was dangerous, or at least that’s what she was lead to believe by Aquilo’s incessant rantings and ravings about the Sirens. Camira was well informed on the subject. She knew that the seemingly harmless bottle blonde that stood before her had a potential for danger. They all were a threat.  ”I love being the one to break this to you… See, plans change. You’re on land now, sweetie, the rules are changing faster than you girlies can keep up and it’s only a matter of time…”

[nnnerissa-blog]

Nerissa couldn't help the smile that formed on her lips at the nymphs words. "Is that a threat?" she asks, cocking her head to the side some, smiling a little wider, before she lets out an amused laugh, straightening up some. "You should know better than to threaten a killer, Nymph," she says, walking around her now, picking up her necklaces that rested against the stand beside the couch, slipping them over her head. "I'm bored with you now, you can see yourself out."