Icarus (ikeananimal) wrote in fall_down_the, @ 2017-06-07 13:33:00 |
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Entry tags: | dahlia thorne, icarus laurel, ~time: may 29th - june 4th |
Here, decay, decay, decay.
Who: Ike & Dahlia
What: Using the storm
When: Thursday evening
Where: Endless Sea, in between Marmoreal & Crims
Status/Rating: Ongoing/TBD
Ike sat on the beach, his naked toes drifting into the waves. He was beyond frustrated. The map that he had picked up from one of the Guards was helpful, but the Endless Sea was SO vast.. and had been relatively unexplored.. that most of the underwater channels and currents had not been marked or described. He was doing his best to detail them in, but map-making wasn't exactly a talent of his. And so (at least to his discerning eyes).. it looked like a bunch of chicken scratch.
He had done what he was able to, however, to mark the areas of the highest decay concentration. Those he had shadowed in, attempting to draw the tendrils as he was able. Attempting to show where they bled into the Sea. There didn't appear to be a connection, at least that he saw, but then he hadn't gotten everything on the map yet.
The Merman folded the paper up and tucked it into the waterproof tube that he now wore on a leather cord around his neck. And then he let his hands fall back against the sand as he looked skyward. The sky was dark, deeply growling and hungry --wanting to light up the evening hours with brilliant flashes.
He stood for it, called in some way by the approaching storm, and walked until he was ankle deep in the water. Wearing only a pair of jeans that were cut off just below the knees. The first bolt hit, and he yanked on it with the waves, spreading the electricity out in a way that juiced up the energy. And then with each subsequent flash, he accompanied it with a push.. creating whirlpools and froth.
Playing, toying, allowing some of his pent-up frustration out.