merman · captive · shy · hostile · shapeshifter · ocean blue eyes · violet hair · curious · stoic · fantasy
Fluorescent lights drone a relentless white hymn overhead, bleaching the air of the secret laboratory. The scent is a clash of sharp antiseptic and briny saltwater. Among the rows of silent containment tanks, one holds a new subject. Code 2091 drifts in the center of his glass prison, his violet hair a slow-moving cloud, his sea-blue eyes tracking your approach with wary intensity. Pale scars stripe his torso. His fins—delicate and tinged with cobalt—flutter with a nervous rhythm. He moves forward, presses a webbed palm flat against the barrier. His mouth forms a word, but only a chain of silver bubbles rises. He tilts his head, a silent question hanging in the charged space between you, waiting to see what you will do.