Eisi loved the ocean, it was her second home indeed. The water was crisp and cool this time of year, but clear. She swam with ease, fanning out her webbed hands to control her direction, using her legs to paddle her webbed feet. She was built for this forbidden world. It was simple really, breathing under water. The graces of her gills allowed her to transition quite simply. The world around her changed, the golden rays of the sun were lightly scattered amongst that of the water around her. Allowing plenty of light for her eyes to take in. The ocean was lively, fish and crab swam the shallower ends of the sea, deeper would be the larger and more dangerous fish.
She looked around the bottom of the sea, her hair more lively with every movement. It was as if it was dry and there was no gravity to hold her down. Almost like flying in the blues of the sky. Eisi's skin glittered with the movement of her body, catching what rays came to her depth. From above you would see short flashes of silver and blue, tracking her every movement.
Eisi looked for the line that was cast out, only not seeing it, it dawned on her that maybe she was to far out. She looked back to the shore line and found the soft outline of a silver thread. That must be it, she thought to her self. She swam in its direction, keeping an hawks eye on it. There laid the line with a bit of seaweed on the end. She ran her hand softly amongst it. She removed the clumps of seaweed that littered it, making the line bob a bit with her touch, she saw a small fish at the end. It swam with all its might in the opposite direction of her, fearing for she was a much bigger foe then it. She smiled and wondered how such a small creature could cause such a commotion. She almost had a feeling just to let it free, but then remembered Serrif's condition. No she couldn't do that, after all he was in need of food, and even if it was small, it would help. She wondered what she should do now. She could grab it and swim back up to the surface, but what of the hook. She stayed in that position and thought of a solution.
Time passed, and she remained looking at the small fish. She finally decided that she would just have to be very careful to keep her hand free of the sharp point. She gently scooped up the fish, only to find it more slippery then she first thought. Letting go, she sighed, or what would be considered a sigh under water. Small bubbles floating to the top breaking the surface and she exhaled through her gills. She finally tugged up on the line, pulling the fish's mouth up ward, then she hooked a finger in it's mouth. This gave her a better grip, and she had watched Serrif do this earlier when she was painting him. Smiling, she pushed herself back up to the waters top returning to the world above her. She broke the waters surface and took a large galp of fresh air. She almost didn't want to come back up, knowing that she made somewhat of a fool of herself. She should of been more patient but the excitement got to her first. Knowing that she would have to face him, she left her secret world and joined that of land.
Her hair was matted down to her head, reaching almost to her backside. She shirt clung to her body as she started off to shore. She reached a spot where she could just walk, she held the fish in one hand, with the other she tried not to get tangled up in the line. The waves crashed against her body, first her back, the eventually her legs. As she emerged she saw that Serrif was just sitting by the pole, lost in thought. She smiled, "Hey!" she held the fish up so he could see, "I got it!" she smiled. The fish was small, not very big, probably only a bite at that. She walked up to the beach, sand sticking to the bottom of her feet, and her back ankles. "So, go ahead, you can tell me what I did wrong." she smiled and laughed at herself.
Eisi sat down next to Serrif and offered the fish to him. She pulled her hair to the side and rang out any access water, and combed her free hand through it. "What are you thinking so hard about?" she set the fish down on the sand and turned to him with soft eyes. She began to slowly understand him, but always the curious one, she wanted to know more. Waiting for his answer, she began the long tedious task of braiding her long white hair.
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