[ ever since she was a little girl, mari has always been fascinated with the sea.
it's been this way as long as she can remember (although maybe she can't remember that much): she used to poke her head up above the ocean and watch the ships sail by. her father always warned her it was unsafe, her best friend would try to catch her tailfin to keep her from going up to far, but she couldn't stop.
there was something drawing her there. she found that thing when she was ten years old: another girl, who lived on the shore. there was something about her that felt so familiar mari wasn't about to let it go, and ignoring her family's wishes, she made her way to the shore to watch her, settling in a rocky outcropping and keeping her head hidden, always just a little shy.
there was something about the girl--kanan, as mari knew now--that was a little standoffish. but mari was stubborn at twelve and she's still stubborn at seventeen, which is why she pushes herself up onto a large rock and lets her pretty, golden and aqua tail fan out nicely over the rock when she knows kanan's going to come by to take care of her family's boat.
she casually pushes some of her wet hair over her shoulder, and smiles when she spots the familiar figure making her way down the dock. hopefully she won't just turn around--mari's willing to chase. ] Ka~nan!
[ she's willing to chase because she refuses to let go of that familiarity. she doesn't know why she's supposed to know kanan--but she just knows. ]
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it's been this way as long as she can remember (although maybe she can't remember that much): she used to poke her head up above the ocean and watch the ships sail by. her father always warned her it was unsafe, her best friend would try to catch her tailfin to keep her from going up to far, but she couldn't stop.
there was something drawing her there. she found that thing when she was ten years old: another girl, who lived on the shore. there was something about her that felt so familiar mari wasn't about to let it go, and ignoring her family's wishes, she made her way to the shore to watch her, settling in a rocky outcropping and keeping her head hidden, always just a little shy.
there was something about the girl--kanan, as mari knew now--that was a little standoffish. but mari was stubborn at twelve and she's still stubborn at seventeen, which is why she pushes herself up onto a large rock and lets her pretty, golden and aqua tail fan out nicely over the rock when she knows kanan's going to come by to take care of her family's boat.
she casually pushes some of her wet hair over her shoulder, and smiles when she spots the familiar figure making her way down the dock. hopefully she won't just turn around--mari's willing to chase. ] Ka~nan!
[ she's willing to chase because she refuses to let go of that familiarity. she doesn't know why she's supposed to know kanan--but she just knows. ]