Honestly I love the dynamic going between Alkai and Raavi, everyone else at least tries to be careful to some extent, taking Raavi into consideration with their actions, and then you just have Alkai who manages to be a menace even to themselves and is just so hyper that they just cause so much whiplash for poor Raavi as Alkai is just like "We're doing this now" and carries them like a loose towel
There can only be one vortex of absurdity in the universe and Alkai's been hogging it since birth.
"oh no, my small mate, I should be careful around them and watch what I do, there are so many more ways of teasing them outside of taking advantage of their height" everyone says
"small mate means I can throw them around like a frisbee," says Alkai instead
They're the definition of absolutely feral and unhinged and I love them but I can also see them getting hurt by mouse traps because they wanted the cheese really bad
Written for @kiokodoodles mermaid pirate AU! This one-shot will cover Harp's life from right before she got attacked by the orca mermaid to when she met Alkai.
TW: Blood, gore, injury, assault, being chased
'Don't stray too far from the island'
It was a simple rule, and one that had good reason behind it. There always seemed to be danger lurking around Seal Island, as Harp's home was creatively named. Harp was careful to follow that rule whenever she wanted to break off from her family while they were out searching for food.
But that was before Otaria and Mother had fallen ill. Father had to tend to Mother and Otaria, so that only left her and Hali. Hali was on the other side of the island where there were the most fish. Harp didn't mind. She knew she was quite absent-minded at times, and her sister was faster than her. Harp looked around, sighing. There were hardly any fish due to the currents this time of year.
Harp continued making slow patrols on the southern side of the island, her disappointment and frustration growing as several passes yielded hardly any fish. She only had two fish in her satchel, and it was making her anxious. What if Mother and Otaria didn't eat enough? She didn't want to think about that.
There.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw something move. She turned her head and her excitement skyrocketed as she saw several fish disappear into the distance. Harp gave chase.
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Gosh, why were fish so fast?! She'd only caught two more out of.... at least a hundred. It was frustrating, but at least she HAD a food source for tonight's dinner. She lunged again, snagging a third fish from the group, making it five in total. She bit the fish just below its head, making it stop struggling. She added it to her bag and turned- then paused. Something big was moving in the distance. Perhaps a larger school of fish? She swam closer, curious. Twenty feet later, she stopped swimming forward. There it was, fifty feet away.
It wasn't a school of fish. It was a half human, half..... half....
'Black and white, Harp. Remember that. If you see those colors, you swim away as fast as you can.'
Half orca. Harp gulped. Both of her parents had told her about how dangerous orcas were on their own, but this one was even smarter. It had a human brain.
It was just... floating there. Staring at her. Watching. Was it hungry? Stars she hoped it wasn't hungry. But just in case..... With slow, trembling fingers, she opened her bag and pulled a fish out, tossing it to the side. The orca mermaid didn't react, just kept staring at her with a creepy, too-wide grin. Maybe if she went slow....?
She slowly started to swim backward, but a moment later, the orca mermaid moved. It was FAST. Harp gasped and turned, swimming as fast as she could back to the island, but she knew she wasn't fast enough.
She knew he was getting close. All the fish had vanished. The island was still so far away-
Her back suddenly exploded in pain, and she let out a strangled scream as the water turned red around her.
Stars, it hurt. Her vision was spinning and white at the edges, and every movement sent waves of pain down her spine. She did her best to keep moving, but it hurt so much. She saw something big and dark coming at her from below, and she wasn't fast enough to move out of the way.
Teeth clamped down on her back and tail, piercing the skin easily. She didn't think it could hurt any worse. She was wrong. Her vision went completely white, and she let out a scream she didn't even know she could make. Her hands scrabbled at the orca's head, and she dimly remembered that eyes were generally weak spots for animals. She raised her hand, and with a scream of pain, she slammed her hand into the orca's eye, her nails tearing skin and cartilage. The orca was stunned and in pain, loosening his grip on Harp's tail just a bit.
Harp seized the chance to plant her hands against his snout and shove, his sharp teeth tearing through the skin on her back down to her tail- but she was freed. She didn't waste a moment. She took off toward the island and could sense the orca coming after her, making her panic spike. She had to hide! She had to get away! She remembered the strange hole in the side of the southern part of the island- mostly covered by rocks- that she'd never explored. She could only pray to the stars that the orca wouldn't be able to fit.
Her dark eyes scanned the shore frantically until they locked on a dark hole- indeed, mostly covered by large rocks. She took a deep breath and dove down, squeezing past the rocks and going deeper into the cave. The cave narrowed as she went, which relieved her immensely. He wouldn't be able to fit down here even in his human form.
Harp spared a glance backward and saw a single black, beady, hunger-filled eye staring back at her. A moment later, the opening cleared. Did he think she was stupid? She wasn't falling for that!
The water slowly grew red around her. She whimpered and hugged herself.
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'It was a very close call', her Father murmured as he applied a green paste to the cuts on her back. 'You're not allowed out there alone ever again.'
Harp was fine with that. More than fine with that. But she wasn't fine with how achy and sore her body was. The green paste helped a lot, but the cuts still stung and it was still difficult to move. She still saw that spotted pattern and beady black eye whenever she closed her eyes. Mother, Otaria, and Hali were resting- Hali had exhausted herself chasing down food. Harp flinched as a spike of pain shot up her spine, and her father murmured an apology, rubbing the skin next to the cuts. 'Be strong, little one. You are a survivor. Remember that.'
Harp sniffed and nodded, finally allowing tears to gather in her eyes, turning and burying her face in her father's plain white tunic. She didn't want to go hunting ever again.
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The journey to their new home was long. It took over a week to get there. Father smiled and told them 'It'll be worth it. I promise.'
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She still had nightmares that she'd wake up screaming to, certain that orca had come back to finish her off. She couldn't go back to sleep after that.
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Their home was quiet. Too quiet. There weren't as many souls there as there should've been. But... That was okay. She still had Hali and Father.
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Hali was screaming, something metal embedded in her tail. Father was trying to pull her back, but whatever the metal thing was attached to was way stronger. Well, actually, she knew what the metal thing was attached to. A boat.
Hali and Father disappeared above the surface.
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There was nothing left for her here. Her family was gone. The nightmares remained. She knew her mother and father had left a chest of keepsakes back at their old island. She had to find it. It was all she had of their once happy family.
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Hunting was still hard. The constant paranoia about orcas lurking around made her so hungry. Hungry enough that she became desperate and snuck onto a passing human ship. She was certain she'd be found and killed. She hugged her coat close, reaching for the crate of vegetables.
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There was somebody odd on the ship. They weren't human, Harp knew that much. They looked human, sure- but they smelled like.... something else. She didn't know what it was. They had pretty brown hair and an affinity for shiny things. They looked surprised to see her- like she'd caught them doing something wrong. Were they... not supposed to be holding all that gold?
A shout of anger made her startle, and she ran to the deck and leapt off, changing back into her seal form and swimming away with her precious cargo.
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She kept running into that person. Always on different ships. Always looking for gold and jewels.
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"I'm not sharing any of my gold with you."
The brown haired person looked irritated. Harp nodded. "I know. I don't.... want... the treasure. I.... wanna be friends."
They stared at her. "Uh....... no."
Harp frowned slightly. "Why?"
"Nunya."
"What's.... What's Nunya?"
"Nunya business."
Harp blinked at them. "What's business?"
They stared at her. "...... Oh you're serious??"
"Um.... why wouldn't I be?"
They pinched the bridge of their nose. "Look, lady-"
"Harp."
"Huh?"
"My name. It's.... It's Harp. What's your name?"
They turned away from her. "Pat."
Harp frowned again. "Pat..... Anyway, um.... Why are you pretending to be a human?"
They froze. Slowly turned and looked at her. "What."
"I-I mean, you're obviously not a human... So.... why-"
They were suddenly directly in front of her. Harp yelped and stumbled back as they loomed over her. "How."
"H.... How what....?"
"How. Did. You. Know."
Harp gulped. "Um....."
"Don't lie to me."
Harp watched their hand drift to the scabbard at their side. She looked up at them with wide eyes. "I-"
Their hand was on her shoulder, touching her coat-
She jerked away. "Don't touch me!"
They stared at her for a moment before scoffing and turning away. "Get lost. I don't have time for this."
Harp obliged, scampering out of the room, heart pounding in her chest.
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Another ship. Someone was tied to the mast- Pat. Their head was bowed, which made her approach easier. She climbed up the side of the ship, changing into her human form and throwing on her damp dress. She saw a dagger laying on a barrel and grabbed it, wasting no time in hacking at the ropes.
Their head shot upright, and they twisted to get a good look at what was happening. They made eye contact with Harp, gaze widening in recognition. "It's.... you... What are you doing here?"
"Saving you."
The ropes fell away, and they turned to stare at her in disbelief. Harp fidgeted in place. "Um...."
There was a shout from the other side of the ship. "OI!! GET BACK HERE!!"
They both turned and saw one of the crew members standing there, looking furious. Harp and Pat looked at each other and bolted for the railing, leaping over and plunging into the water together.
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"Alkai."
Harp sat up and looked at her friend. "Huh?"
They gave her a small smile. "Alkai. That's my real name. Nice to meet you."
