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 Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 8:12 am
Moving into Amityville wasn't so bad really, no matter how awkward it had seemed at first to be walking so often on dry land and on legs. It had, admittedly, took her a while to properly regain her balance when she had first emerged from the sea, gasping and out of breath, and then trying to set each bare foot on the sand and then struggle up. She had fallen quite a few times, not so gracefully, but after a few times of practice, she gotten used to it. Marzena had never really liked being on land, and preferred to stay in the water for the most of her life, but having determined to go to school meant being out of her comfort zone.
Still, there were nice things, like a saltwater pool, which she greatly appreciated. It did feel good to strip off her boots, her pants and sink herself into the water with only a swimsuit and her skin wrapped around herself as usual. Even though it was in the middle of the night, some creatures who attended the school were nocturnal, and Marzena wouldn't appreciate anyone coming in to see her skinny dipping, as much as it was the custom of selkies to do so.
She sunk her head underwater, closing her eyes, wondering how long she could hold her breath until her lungs failed her and she had to resurface again. While in seal form, she could hold her breath much much longer, but now, it was just merely a matter of seconds.
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 8:21 pm
It was a shame that Marzena could not simple alternate between a human form and a creature form as Calder could, and the kelpie had never wondered what it would be like to stay stuck in either form. He had been more worried about not attaining a third, the most prized kelpie form that struck horror to those who saw the great, black beast. A decaying horse of ink black and green that threw riders to their watery graves. Unfortunately for him, he was not as fond of his white horse form and only changed in the privacy that could be attained by swimming at night or in secluded rivers. It was a great treat that the Academy provided students with plenty of sources of water. Swamps, rivers, and even flooded dorm rooms. It meant he could hide away and change without randomly passing by a student who might see him, laugh at how out of place or pretty he was, or give him the urge to throw them into the water – a compulsion he tried hard to fight but usually lost.
Unlike the selkie, he found no need to change into a bathing suit and only took off his jacket because he didn't want the campus map in his pocket to fade. Tossing that on the bank, he breathed deep, filling his lungs with the smell of water. Not even fresh baked cookies could compare with heavy algae and river grass. With the same ease he took off his jacket, he transformed into a white horse and stepped from the bushes towards the bank. He took only a moment to stare at his reflection before he kicked off to splash into the water, resurfacing moments later to shake his mane. "Neeeiggh. That's brisk!"
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 9:38 pm
There was nothing properly intimidating about a seal, and was what Marzena told herself every time she missed being able to be one. No one knew, of course, of the true reasons of why she never shape-shifted back into her true form, and nobody would be told.
It was true that she could have mulled in the seawater pool in her dorm room instead, and that was pretty decent of the Academy to give her a private pool where she could just jump in whenever she felt like it. Still, it wasn't the same as the sea, even though the waters smelled and tasted the same. It was too quiet, too... un-wild and un-free for her liking. She was continuing to hold her breath and counting the seconds when something suddenly neighed, and out of both curiosity and losing breath, the now-brunette surfaced from where she was, gazing in the direction of the sound.
Aha, a kelpie. She had heard of them of course, but had never seen them in the seas, since they haunted mostly rivers. "The water is indeed the best." She agreed quietly, ocean-blue eyes fixed upon the pale horse form.
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 7:27 am
He hadn't expect anyone else in the water just now, and he paused in his paddling to look over at what seemed, at least from the waist up, to be a normal girl. Seeing as this wasn't a normal school, he knew better, but he saw no sighs of what she could be. Usually when someone was in the water, they had scales, gills, fins, or some sort of tentacles. She didn't even show any pigment of swamp green, leaving him lost as to what she was. Then again, he wasn't as knowledgeable in other creatures. True, his parents told him of all sorts of creatures, but imagining and seeing were two things entirely, and in the rivers he grew up in, you rarely saw much of anything.
The uncertainly left him on edge, along with her human appearance. "Yes, it is. I'm glad our campus has lots of places to swim, especially places this green." While he did like the clear rivers, there was something warm and homey about a thick algae-green lake. Even the swamp behind the monster dorms wasn't so bad – as long as there weren't a lot of monsters around – which there often was.
"Do you…come here often?" Then again, they just started school and classes hadn’t even begun. He continued to paddle, wondering if it was proper etiquette to change or not. Since she was already in the wonder, he felt little to no compulsion to drown her. It was a odd little qualifier. "You're not a witch, are you?" She looked like one. Then again, maybe some witches liked taking late night dips in the water. He didn't know much about witches either.
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Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2010 8:50 am
It wasn't easy for the other students to guess exactly what she was. She had no imperfections; did not possess a tail, or even flippers, to indicate that she was a selkie besides her fur firmly wrapped around her waist. It was what Marzena regarded as a setback, because she looked so entirely human that she wouldn't be taken seriously in Amityville. She looked so human that she got mistaken for Reapers, and ah yes, that. Witches.
Hah. If only she was a witch, she wouldn't have gone to the cecaelia for help. She would have cast magic on herself, made herself look more like a sea monster than having a human form that only made them vulnerable.
"Sometimes." She said. "And no. I'm a Selkie." She told him this bluntly; Marzena had no intention of keeping him in suspense and making him try to guess.
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2010 12:45 pm
He rolled the name in his mind. Selkie. Selkie. Selkie. He heard the name before from his Aunt, who was more into outer lore than preaching the long linage of the kelpie clans, and remembered a creature in the sea a long time ago. "Selkie…you're a creature that can change, right? Like a kelpie, but instead of being a horse, you're a seal." Personally, he'd only seen a picture of a seal, and not a very good one. It looked like a gray blob with whiskers and fins. A very fat mix of a dog and a fish. He didn't know how these things even managed to move, but his Aunt assured him that they were very quick.
Seeing as he was already in his one shifting form, he was curious to see what she could change into. "We're kinda the same. Do you like shifting? I've never seen a seal before. I heard they fly in the water. Much quicker than I can." Kelpies were strength animals, used to pull a creature under, not to race them in the water. Their speed was best served on land to get to bodies of water, and not to use it when they were in the water. By that point, their heavy weight let them drag their prey down and not continue on the race.
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