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[lt-naraht.livejournal.com]

Again, it's a sunny "day" over Lake Milliways. The sky is clear blue and the water like glass.

And, underneath that water, a mermaid swims. Having not seen any sign of the fabled shark, her caution has decreased a little and she's now going slightly deeper into the lake.

But not too deep. Just a little farther from her previous explorations but still in easy reach of the shallows. She exults in the feel of the water slipping past her skin as her tail carries her forward with powerful undulations.

Naraht's having a good time. Wonder what she'll find down there.

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[ucav-tinman.livejournal.com]

The plane by the water's edge could not help but notice the mermaid. His sensors were, after all, at full strength. He chose a frequency that moved easily through the water to say, "Hello, Lieutenant Naraht," in his customary smooth tenor.

[lt-naraht.livejournal.com]

Naraht hears Eddie's voice and tries to reply...

Unfortunately, vocal cords are not made to create sound in liquid. She surfaces and calls out.

"Hello, Eddie! Oh! So that's your original form. Very nice."

[ucav-tinman.livejournal.com]

"Thank you," he said. His voice was getting more and more expressive, but still there was that undercurrent that denied emotion at all. "I had... missed it, as well."

One's natural shape was one's natural shape, and he had gotten used to wings. Had missed them.

"You seem ... acclimated to your new shape."

[lt-naraht.livejournal.com]

She smiles ruefully.

"I only wish. Swimming, yes, I've got the hang of that."

She sighs. "The hormones and different mindset, those are still causing me trouble."

[ucav-tinman.livejournal.com]

"Hormones?" asked the plane. "As a Horta, you did not have hormones?"

As an AI, previously, he did not have emotions - but he was inorganic.

[lt-naraht.livejournal.com]

"Well, I did, but Horta are also neuter for the majority of their lives," she replies. "Dealing with the fact that I'm suddenly a sexual being has been challenging."

[ucav-tinman.livejournal.com]

"I have not yet had that trouble in my human form."

Then he paused with a barely audible hum from his CPU.

"Or I don't believe I have. I have not noticed."

[lt-naraht.livejournal.com]

"It takes a while for you to," she says. "But then, I may be dealing with an entirely different level...I'm not human after all."

She swims closer to the shore.

[doc-venkman.livejournal.com]

(ooc: Resists the urge to sing "Under the Sea." But just barely. *G*)

[gone_byebye]

Possibly, she might find a geek. Depends, really. Ray left the snorkel and swim fins he promised in Peter's room, but took his own equipment (including scuba breathing gear) down to the water to see how well it still worked.

[lt-naraht.livejournal.com]

Splashes carry very well under water. Naraht's head turns as she hears something large enter the lake. Looks humanoid from a distance. She swims over to infestigate.

[gone_byebye]

That they do. Especially when they're followed by low, persistently periodic burbling noises and the hissing of a regulator.

It's been a while since Ray actually used this stuff anywhere but a practice pool or a quarry in Pennsylvania (a common SCUBA certification site for the northern NJ and NYC area). He's too busy fiddling with his equipment and getting used to the feel and pace of underwather breathing again to notice.

[lt-naraht.livejournal.com]

It's hard to recognize a person in a scuba mask. Doublely hard when they've also got a regulator in their mouth...but Naraht suspects who it is from what Ray told her earlier. She ducks behind a rock and makes her way through the water weeds, circling around behind him.

[gone_byebye]

Was that something moving out of the corner of his vision? Hard to tell, with these goggles- the field of vision is inevitably restricted in awkward ways. Ray whips around as best he can for a look, but let's face it. Swim fins don't do much good to someone trying to catch up with a natural swimmer like Naraht.

Well... maybe it wasn't the shark?

[lt-naraht.livejournal.com]

The mermaid is certainly in her element and living completely in the moment. The tanks on Ray's back make his upper body a poor target. She might knock something loose (bad thing for an air breather) or hurt herself on is.

The fins he's wearing also complicate grabbing his ankles...so she splits the difference.

Darting from her hiding place she grabs him around the knees and pulls down...gently though. It's not like she wants him to have any of his breathing apparatus dislodged.

[gone_byebye]

Wow that's a lot of bubbles. Despite being underwater, Ray spat out the mouthpiece in surprise when he got grabbed. It takes him a moment to scramble for the thing and stick it back in his mouth. Only then does he look down, grabbing for the dive-knife he forgot to bring with him (dammit!).

Oh... oops.

[lt-naraht.livejournal.com]

But a webbed hand grabs his and and the owner uses it to tug herself around to his front, grinning like a maniac.

Got ya, she mouths.

[abs-denham.livejournal.com]

Abs comes out of the bar into the sunshine. The weather here is so much nicer than in Holby, and he has seen people swimming in the lake. He strips down to his underwear, then checks the temperature with his toe before diving in. It's colder than he thought it would be, but he does a few lengths all the same.

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Naraht sees the human swimming on the surface...and just can't resist.

Smoothly so she doesn't make any ripples, she comes up under him. Her hand shoots out like a striking cobra and grabs his ankle to dunk him.

[abs-denham.livejournal.com]

Abs struggles violently, swallowing copious amounts of water.



He kicks out but hits nothing.

[lt-naraht.livejournal.com]

Of course, Naraht knows nothing of this. She releases his ankle immediately and swims around to bob to the surface, and is waiting when Abs surfaces.

"Tag, you're it," she says with an impish grin.

[abs-denham.livejournal.com]

Abs gasps for breath, swims to the side, climbs out and coughs up a load of water.

[lt-naraht.livejournal.com]

Naraht blinks. She didn't mean to dunk him that deep. He must have breathed in the moment she pulled him under the water. "Oh, Mother forgive me. I'm sorry, sir," she says as she swims over. "I only meant to...well, my friends back home did this to each other all the time..."

[abs-denham.livejournal.com]

"Yeah? Well one of my friends back home drowned the day before yesterday, so don't blame a guy for panicking. It's all right for you, you're a bloody mermaid."

[lt-naraht.livejournal.com]

Naraht's eyes squeeze closed.

"I'm sorry...I..." she abruptly turns away and swims over to a rock. She drags herself up onto it, nearly in tears.