Washed up. [Private]

All over the east coast new was spreading about the Black tide making its way into the shoelines. An alge killing all the sealife it came in contact to. Many beaches had even been closed down due to the alge, for fear it woudl hurt the humans it came into contact with.

--Weston--

Akes groaned, slowly coming back to conchiousness- the violent storm havin tossed him into the rocks- dispite being one of the strongest swimmers around... All bashers were known for their strength. Though with the current dreery living arngments- given the black tide- noone seemed on top of their game.

He sat up, grimicing baddly, his fin cought between the jagged rocks. Beached. Lovely.

HE sighed, holding his sides for a moment. The gills lining his ribs were red and swollen- making breathing difficult even for him.

Akes sighed, finally giving up on freeing himself, leaning forward onto therocks with a frown, his long hair case over his back, holding init a few loose chunks of theblack alge. he coughed into his hand, looking over when he heard a womans voice and swore, really too tired to try and hide or struggel to free himself again.

Another coughing fit swept over him- making him winceand hold his sides again, in pain more than discomfort this time.

"Do you plan on staring ll day or killing me?" the ceature asked, turning hishead. He had rather sharp features- and his hands were still working on pulling his tail free, the muscles in his arms flexing as he did so. He looked almost god-like as he sat there.

When she continued to stare he frowned, turning his olive eyes back to his current perdicament, coughing as he pulled- blood oozing form his pinned fin.

He glanced up at her frowning. "No need to look so shocked. You woudl be hurt too." he said sighing and layinb back, giving up on trying to get his fin loose on his own. "If you planning on eating me, you could at the very least do it quickly...." he grumbled.

"So what then- you plan to have you way with me?" he asked dully, watching her susspiciously. Merfolk had quite a few nasty tales about humans floating around. veryfew about human women.

"...." he raised an eyebrow when she put her hand to her forhead. "If your not planning on eating me- could you help get me loose?" he asked, the brown water fogging all the more with his blood. It seemed to be bleeding more than it hurt him. ike whn you cut your ear or face.

He nodded. "You try breathing that crap in." he dared frowning. HI scales were slightly foggy- and he had what looked like a skin rash here and there- though he didnt seem to be in imediate danger of death.

He coughed again, his inflamed gillshardly moving as he coughed, wraping his arms aroudn his midsection with a wince.

"If the alge itself doesnt kill me hunger will." he frowned, still holding his sore sides. "Been hardly any food for the past month."

He cought himself and shut up. lookin at her face- she looked like one of his own... if work leaked he had been talking about their socity to a human, well... chop suie.

He took his hands away from his gills, getting too light headded with them completly closed. True he could breathe air... but it wasnt considered a merfolks main source of oxygen. For that- he really needed to be back in the water.

"The alge wont kill you." he rolled his eyes. "Not unless you suddenly sproud gills and start inhaling it."

He didnt coment onher promise not to tell about hi, instead he sat up again- sending him into another coughingfit. "Why in the gods names is it so hot here?" he grumbled, giving his tail one more tug- only suceeding in tearing his fin more.

He frowned, watchign her cauciously. "You realise I live in that water. I think I know more about it than your News people do." he frowned.

He sighed and offered her his hand, leaning forward. "For ballance." he stated seeing her teeter.

Between his fingers was a fine grayblue skin- webbing. Made sence. and yet it some how seemed elegant- not grose.

"What ever you do, Please be quick?" he frowned awkrdly when she looked at him- about to retort. "Its hard to breathe out of water." he said, his gils working hrd to no avail. it was tiring!

"What do I do?" he asked, cringing on her behalf when he saw her slice her fingers open.

He reached up and pulled her down, onto his lap suddenly- a large wave washing over them.

He had stopped her fom being knocked off the rocks by holding onto her, though he coughed horribly, the black alge, as a bleesing it seemed, not very prominent in the wave that had hit them.

The tide was comming in.

"Im fine." he said. "Now you were saying?" he asked, feeling lightheadded. They realy needed to hurry... not that he would be in any better shape in the water than he was out of it. "The dark waters only bad for creaturs livin in it." he frowned. "Might as well save yourself the time and effort and go home. Ill die eventualy anyway."

He grabbedonto the rock like he was told to and frowned, his finbegining to throb. "Ready?" he asked. when she nodded, he pulled, both the rock and his tail, letting out short andf sharp cry when it broke free, the two large tears seering in pain from the alge already trying to make its way in. He swore yet again, pulling his fin in close to him and away from the jagged shoreline boulders,frowning at the damage done.