re: valentine's day

[bycupid]

 What a silly concept.

I'm no stranger to the history---but who in their right mind?

I suppose it's just another human custom, to offer food in exchange for affection? Doesn't that happen regularly, only there's a specific day of celebration for it?

I'm surprised you all don't go hungry from all your giving.

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[fotlenke]

Do sirens not have love?

[bycupid]

We have love.

But not love that provokes starvation.

Neither love that hinders the mind.

[fotlenke]

[ Rolls her eyes. ]

You also have fins.

[adarkfallenstar]

You know, it kind of works out in my favor sometimes.

Except in reverse. Affection leads to food rather than food leading to affection.

[bycupid]

And what is that supposed to mean?

[bycupid]

No truer words spoken by one who knows them the best.

You couldn't call what I do true affection though.

[fotlenke]

You know no such love, siren.

[bycupid]

Then you know no true siren.

[fotlenke]

You know obedience to your master, siren. To your own hunger.

[bycupid]

I am my own master, and queen of the oceans and all my sisters.

How dare you.

[fotlenke]

[ Arching brow, totally not buying your say, Tamara. ]

The oceans are not yours.

[bycupid]

And they are no longer my mother's. They are mine so long as anyone who says otherwise dies by my hand.

[fotlenke]

[ She pulls her dagger from its sheath at her hip, wielding it threateningly. She won't attack Tamara -- not until Tamara attacks her. ] Do not test a Vanir, siren.

[bycupid]

A Vanir would be wise not to test a mermaid.

[ Let's face it, siren's a cruel name anyways. Bearing her teeth, she hisses in a low manner. ]

I care not for who nor what you are, as you do not care for me. It seems two-leggeds have less honor than those they look down upon.

[fotlenke]

For all the shame you put to love, you do not deserve a sweet name.

[ She raises her dagger, baring her teeth. If need be, she'd attack. As those before her head done. Quite honestly, Vanirs and Mermaids did not get along, despite love for the oceans blue. ]

Unless I am mistaken, you have capability of becoming so. [ She taunts. ] Do you not?

[bycupid]

As though you were the one to bestow any name upon me.

[ Her growl turns to a rabid screech. ]

Are you not sure, two-legged? Have I deceived thee for so long, you've forgotten?

[ You'd only expect the Queen of the mermaids to be as catty as they come, you'd have to look at the company she keeps. ]

[fotlenke]

Your vanity knows so end.

[ She scoffs. ]

I believe it is you who has been deceived.

[bycupid]

[ That earns her a cold splash of water. ]

Says the one who holds her head so high and tells me what I do and don't deserve.

Then at least I wouldn't be so ignorant as to deny it.

[fotlenke]

[ Sigyn throws the water right back Tamara. ]

If I did not, you would drag me to the ocean's floor for your next meal.

[She dips her hands into the water and, with magic's help, throws a waterball at Tamara. ]

No knowledge, no love.

[bycupid]

[ More fitful splashing via Tamara. She'll not have some stranger tell her she knows nothing. ]

Continue to hold your head high then, two legged, and be blinded by the clouds.

[ She then resorts to spitting water in her direction. Tamara could care less about having water thrown at her; she's in it. ]

Says the one dripping of petulance.

[fotlenke]

Says one who knows not the waters she treads.

[ She strips away her flax linen dress and dives into the water, splashing water everywhere. Surfacing, she throws back her head in mock of a mermaid arching, then gives Tamara a challenging smirk.

She still holds her dagger, of course. ]

A fool at love. A fool at sea. You would deny yourself a fool 'till the day you are dry, alone on the hot sands, staring at the tip of the spear that has pinned you.

[bycupid]

Only a fool would jump into the sharks lagoon, stinking of blood and raw meat.

No one here is more a fool than you, and you have wasted my time.


Go challenge a youngling, maybe you'll give them the pleasure of an easy meal.

[fotlenke]

I do not obey the orders of a linkling such as yourself. [ She reaches and puts her dagger away. ] Especially not one made to be a lapmonger for their master.

[ She then dives down into the waters. ]

[bycupid]

Then what makes you think I should be for some Vanir that comes along, who is not Calypso herself?

[ Tamara huffs haughtily, drifting in the opposite direction. ]

Good riddance. Your contempt is not wanted here.

[adarkfallenstar]

[He gives her a small salute with a finger.]

My talents aren't either. Prey can't tell the difference.

[bycupid]

[ She snickers. ]

Well. Not usually. Not until they get water in their ears.

[adarkfallenstar]

[He smiles and there is a slight chuckle in his voice.]

Well, Lovely Tamara, it is too late and thus doesn't matter.

[bycupid]

I'm not sure it mattered at all.

Simply asking questions.

[adarkfallenstar]

I don't suppose it really does once you ensnare them.

[bycupid]

You've never had any true feeling for your victims, have you?

Save for that...one.

[ She makes a vague gesture to all of him. ]

No one after?

[adarkfallenstar]

[He chews on his lower lip.]

No.

Not then, either, really.

It was a selfish interest.

[bycupid]

Good.

[ She sounds awfully final about it. ]

Don't ever let it change, food or not.

[adarkfallenstar]

I have no intention of mixing personal matters and food.
[He smiles]

Still, I can't promise I won't play with my food should the opportunity present itself.