#* speaker - jake.

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@disastramus // octavia & jake

       “remind me why i let you talk me into this ??” the mer huffs, hands shoved into pockets as he walks past another stand selling trinkets and reeking of incense. dark eyes survey the milling crowd, frown tugging at his brow. “we don’t know where the witches allegiance lies. they could be siding with the humans.” and anyone that fell into that category...well, they were as good as dead as far as jake was concerned. 

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jake: What is your biggest want right now?

        “there’s a pretty long fucking list.” the mer scowls, favourite blade flipping deftly in his grip. “let’s start with finding the asshole that nearly killed my sister.”

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@oceanboundx // josiah & jake

      agreeing to leave the cottage was one thing, he’d just about conceded to that already. but a play, this whole dressing up palaver...it wasn’t his thing long before he’d decided to shut himself away. the only reason he’d had any interest in attending events like this was to protect his king and...well, to see ariel. now the former was no longer his responsibility and the latter was impossible. 

        so why come at all ?? honestly, though he’d struggle to admit it to himself, he’s here for josiah. the man had been there for him more than most since he had begun to drown his sorrows in whatever bottle was closest. the least he could do was ensure him one night of not having to worry about his friend. not that now seemed like it would even be a consideration after the commander’s first act. 

       holding out a glass of scotch to the other mer, he levels him with a wary look. “you should find saylor.” he nudges, gently. “whatever they’re up to, she should be careful.” 

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@sirenxsong - ariel & jj

           his hand shakes as it hovers in front of the door, before he finds his resolve and knocks resoundingly. he’s anxious to the point of nausea, his stomach churning with every lingering second that he waits for her. this is already too much; too hard. and he hasn’t even seen her face. will she hate him ?? maybe it will be easier if she does. at least then he’ll know it’s final. he could live with her hating him if he knew it meant she had a better future ahead of her. the future she was meant to have. “ariel ??” he calls out, trying to hold his voice steady as he knocks again. 

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@sirenxsong​ || ariel & jj 

     he’s tried to stop himself. he really has. but his eyes keep getting drawn to her anyway. she’s beautiful. in a dress, or kicking his ass in training. but poseidon is she beautiful. it’s the wedding, he tells himself. and he cannot be distracted, not when there is so much at stake. neither can she. they must do their jobs, protect the royals. and yet. “ari-” he murmurs, face stoic as he stands beside her. only the nickname, and the softness in his voice, betraying any unusual sentiment. “you look....” he can’t finish his sentence. 

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@oceanboundx​ - josiah & jj

        he’s slept poorly, his body aching as he pulls himself out of bed. sunlight filters through the window of the cottage and jj flinches away from it, disgruntled by the brightness. what a storm had raged the night before - at least, he was certain it had to have, for all the crashing he had heard so close around. worse still was the moaning - the s c r e e c h i n g of the wind that had awoken him whenever he had finally settled. now this; someone hammering at his door so early in the morning. stumbling, half awake to the door, he yanks it open to be greeted with a familiar face. “you either better be dying. or have coffee.” the merman grumbles. 

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@enriquevasquezlobo​ - the slaughter ring slasher round one - jj & lobo

            he can still hear cyla’s voice in his head. her fury. he understands...knows that if the situation were reversed he wouldn’t want her risking her life. but he needs this - needs to prove to himself that he can defend the kingdom. that ending things with ariel wasn’t a mistake. that he’s not a failure. and worse, he knows that every one of them from the forgotten that steps into this ring needs to prove that they are something formidable and not to be underestimated. lest they look like an easy target for w a r. 

             he doesn’t recognise the man he’s been pitted against. in a way that makes it easier. he can shut his feelings off - force away any doubts about who this man is, who he has that will miss him if he falls in the ring. he can let all of the rage, frustration, and hurt that has been buried under the surface of his skin for so long be free in this battle. the hilt of his blade is held loosely between his fingers, a brief flick of the wrist and it spins in the air before he captures it in his other hand. his free hand beckons the assailant forward, expression unreadable. “let’s get this over with.”

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@sirenxsong - greyson & jj

              the wedding had been hard on everyone but the royal family the most. the zanders grief was palpable throughout the kingdom and he felt partly responsible for not having better protected them from this. it was the guilt, and need to make reparations, that drew him to checking in on the younger prince - despite him not being jj’s charge. “greyson-” the merman said gently, as he lingered in the doorway of the prince’s quarters. “how are you doing ??”