Grindylow Hunt

[Kyriake]

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Twisting through the water, Kyri enjoyed the slight cooling that always came to the lake at this time of year. It was likely that the surface of the lake had frozen over, but Kyri had not been up at the surface in long enough that she was not really sure. Down here it did not really matter if the surface was covered with waves or ice; it was warn enough, and filled with fish.



And there was always the Squid. The wise, ancient beast was always a challenge, and it seemed to have no issue with playing its part. Kyri was quite certain that if the beast wanted to it could entirely avoid being hunted.



As she moved between the long waterweeds that grew in the low light deep in the lake, Kyri felt the long, brittle fingers of a grindylow grasping at her tail. A smile sprung to the mermaid's face as she hefted her rope. The hunt had begun, and she fully intended to catch this little beastie.

  

[Icarus]

...

Icarus was not normally given to pranks... that was usually Anax's area of expertise but now Anax had disappeared Icarus was finding himself more and more given to committing them, because Anax had been right. They were amusing.

He'd heard word as soon as he went to get his harpoon sharpened that Kyrie was out hunting today and as he'd gone to find her he'd spotted the arm of a Grindylow that must've been tosses aside by another predator who had no interest in the rather tough scaly appendage. the plan formed and he quickly deboned it and shoved his hand inside and puppeted the fingers. They worked almost perfectly and he swam for a while until he spotted her. Staying low in the reeds and moving silently he waited until her back was turned to him to grasp at her tail fin with the long brittle fingers of arm.

tag: Icarus' is wearing jewellry, just probably less than usual, has a rope looped around his waist, and in his free hand he's holding his harpoon.

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[Kyriake]

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With one hand, Kyri reached down to grasp the wrist of her scaly little attacker; with the shaft of the spear she held in the other, she moved to bend the bony fingers backwards. They didn't move as easily as she expected, and so she stopped halfway through the movement and jerked suspiciously on the grindylow she had by the wrist.



Grindylow, bah. Kyri found herself face to face not with a grindylow, but rather with Icarus. Scowling at the hunter, Kyri released him and shifted her spear in her hand. "You're not exactly going to make a good pet, are you," she said, a bit exasperated with the interruption of the hunt. Not that she and Icarus didn't have a lot of fun together ... she just wasn't really expecting him to come and interrupt her little excursion.

  

[Icarus]

...

He found his prank cut short rather quickly by Kyriake's effective movements - another female Mer might've screamed or jerked back but not Kyriake. It was one of those things that he liked... no loved about her. She was strong in a way that proved to him that she'd be able to rely on, not weak in ways that made him feel he had to constantly look over his shoulder to make sure they hadn't gotten them unexpectedly into danger. He found the women who played the damsel only useful for the moments when the Mers played party or for the trading of kisses and pretty things but for their actual survival... they were useless.

The Mer pulled at the Grindylow remains feeling rather sheepish and removed them, letting them drift downwards to rest on the lakes floor.

"I doubt I would." He agreed rather solemnly and tilted his head to the side in an imitated gesture.

"What are you hunting today?" He then asked.

tag: Icarus' is wearing jewellry, just probably less than usual, has a rope looped around his waist, and in his free hand he's holding his harpoon.

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