Wouldn't it be nice?
Who: Raina and Desmond What: Did you know mermaids can never actually skinny dip? When: Saturday Night Where: Dorrs Pond Warnings: I'm open for anything so we'll see where it goes Status: Completed! * I have this incredibly bubbly mer-muse who reminded me I haven't written with enough people yet.
To say the night had been long was a vast understatement.
It appeared that the incredible burly good looks of one of the satyrs from an upper class was really all that he had going for him. Raina had spent a good three days eyeing him in the halls before he finally asked her out. He'd had large, muscled arms and thick ram horns. He was rather hairy but that body was chiseled by a true artist. She had been anxiously awaiting the date.
Three and a half hours were spent getting ready but that time spanned over the course of the entire afternoon. She had to pick out the perfect outfit but while trying them on, she was constantly distracted by herself. She would lean in and brush her fingers through her hair, watching the light pink strands fall around her shoulders. She'd smile, do a spin and mesmerize herself. It was actually a very productive afternoon. In the end, she'd run a little late but showed up in a dark wash jean skirt, black boots that reached to her calves and a button up lace top under a charcoal vest that she'd purchased the day before for just that night.
The disaster started the moment Raina opened the door and realized that date wasn't just between the two of us. He hadn't even planned on taking her anywhere. The handsome faun at his side was a clear indication of that. He'd also been pretty surprised when she asked where they were going. Apparently nailing a mermaid was on his list of things to do. She knew she should have just turned around them but it would really be a waste of an outfit. Besides, dumb as a box of rocks or not, the satyr was still totally hot. She sent the faun on his way and once alone with her date, he took her to the pool.
Yes. The pool.
It wouldn't have been that bad if he didn't end up having a group of nymphs all over him. He ended up making it an early night and taking the girls back to his room. The whole thing was a mess. That was another species that Raina decided she would cross off her list the moment she got back to her room. It was almost as bad as the time she dated a demon who'd spent the first ten minutes of the date licking her face, trying to figure out the exact purpose of a half fish. She'd quickly corrected him. Merfolk weren't fish. Not exactly. Sometimes she felt like the supernatural Bridget Jones, which was strange enough to think let alone to be.
At first she was going to head back to her room and sulk the remains of her date night, but instead decided to get out for a little while. He wanted to go to the pool, she wanted something a little more fresh. Even though it was small, she found herself at Dorrs Pond. Compared to the entire ocean, this was a kiddie pool, but the escape into her home was needed more than she could even put into words. As she stood on the edge of the shore, she looked out at the water and wondered for a moment how someone such as herself seemed to attract the most unfortunate dates. Still able to hear her mother's voice in her head, nagging that School isn't a place for romance. Get your education, then worry about boys, Raina wondered how much truth there was to it. It wasn't like she wouldn't be able to find someone to love once she finished school. Who wouldn't want to be with her? She was pretty, intelligent, clever, beautiful, modest, funny, independent, gorgeous..
Maybe, with all of her wonderful attributes, this would just be her burden.. the unfortunate ability to attract all the wrong guys. Everyone had to have a burden to bear. This may as well be hers.
To wash away the stink of a night, Raina leaned down and stepped out of her shoes, dropping them behind a rock by the shoreline. She listens to the sound of the gentle water lapping up the land towards her, like a friendly hand extended out towards her, urging her back into the body of water. It was calling her back home. Much as she loved living on land, nothing felt as comfortable as being back in the salty seas. She looked around the tree-lined shore before stripping out of her jeans, followed slowly by her vest and then, after unbuttoning it, the lace top. She actually smirked as she had the thought that technically a mermaid can never skinny dip. You strip away your clothes, dip into the water and once your legs are covered, you've gone half scales.
Amused at herself, Raina walked down to the water's edge and started to walk in. The was the feeling of tingles along her skin, like when you're close to electricity. When she was up to her knees, she just took a dive into the pond. Her legs merged into one strong, and beautifully colored, turquoise tail. Instantly the evening had gotten a lot better. All thoughts cleared from her head as she went swimming through the water, slicing through like a hot knife into soft butter. She spent almost two hours just swimming and talking to the fish that occupied the pond, including a rather snarky Eastern Chain Pickerel that knew some of the best jokes she's heard in a long time. By the time she was heading towards land again, the sun had gotten close to setting. Instead of leaving just yet, she found a nice rock to perch herself on. She pulled her hair over her shoulder and started to wring the water out as the tip of her fin remained in the water.
She let out a comfortable sigh and watched the sun move below the horizon.