With a sigh, the red-scaled mermaid fell upon her bed, panting heavily.
"Oh, holy s**t..." a male voice said.
Sitting up on her elbows, Nerrie reached over and rubbed her tail against his leg.
"I know. I was good, right? I guarantee, no one does it better than I do."
"Oh, holy s**t..." the naked male lying next to her repeated.
"Now... about my payment." she began, a cheshire grin appearing on her face.
The man paused, his grin fading.
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Nerrie smiled smugly to herself, placing the bag of money in the hidden compartment of her wheelchair. Of course, this narration won't say where it is. It's hidden, after all.
Ah... Another day, another few thousand Beli. And if she gets a nice, good ******** out of it, then it's essentially double payment for no work, right?
So, pulling the lever on her chair, Nerrie set a coarse down the streets of Clock Town, occasionally staring at her red-painted fingernails. Drat... she had some dried blood under them. That guy had a serious scratching fetish. Luckily she kept her nails fairly long, but now she'd need to spend an hour thoroughly cleaning them. Call it girly of her, but she obsessed over the state of her fingernails and cuticals. Maybe it was because she didn't have any legs, or something.
Now, to spend some of this money at the local bar with a nice, fruity, highly alcoholic drink.
Believe it or not, working for the Seven Star Isles Militia has an informant in their Network division just didn't fully pay the bills, especially when you had such high-expense tastes like Redscale Nereid. And hey, not only did sex pay the bills directly, but she always got some good info during the pillow talk afterwards, so it even furthered her SSIM career.
She was so busy studying her nails that her wheelchair made a sudden jerk. She looked up to see she had rammed right into the legs of a particularly tall fishman.
"Hey. That tickled." he growled.
Nerrie inwardly smiled, but put on a nervous face.
"Um... I'm sorry, sir... I-If there's anything I can do to make it up to you..." she sqeaked.
Oh, she was a master actress. A bit of a trembling lip and an doe-like look in her eyes, and he was butter in her hands.
"Hm..." The Fishman stared directly at her tits, like they were meat for the picking. "How about I take you over to that alleyway and teach you a lesson, whore?"
Oh, even better! Next thing she knew, she was grabbed from her wheelchair and slammed against the wall of a nearby alley.
Mmmmm... Perfect. She loved it rough. <3
Location: Streets of Clock Town Mood: Excited Thinking: Time to ******** this guy silly and pick his pocket while he's basking in the afterglow. Wearing: Pictured
Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2013 11:48 am
Isaac walked through the markets of Clock town, Not really looking for anything. He wasn't crafting anything, which was rare since it was not uncommon for him to walk around aimlessly while crafting random items. He wasn't focusing on anything and so, was able to pay attention to everything. But then something grabbed his attention. A mermaid in a wheelchair. An odd but pleasant sight. She seemed to be speaking with a fishman. Though he wasn't expecting to see him yank her out of her chair and drag her into an alley. This made him grit his teeth and follow. If there was one thing that ticked him off more than people interupting him while he was crafting, it was men who believed women were belongings. "Can't Say I'm sorry for Interrupting, But you sir need to be taught a lesson yourself. Any man who Treats a woman so badly needs to be put back in his place." And Isaac stared at the man with not rage, but hatred in his eyes.
The fishman held Nerrie up against the wall by her neck, grabbing her bikini top and tearing it off of her, tossing the shredded remains aside. Nerrie only futilely grabbed at his oversized hand with her petite fingers, struggling and swinging her tail back and forth, but only to make it look good. She knew guys like these got off on a woman's fear. She actually was really getting excited about what would come next. But both turned at the sound of a voice.
"Stay outta this." he growled. "This is none a your business."
Though Nerrie's eye showed fear, she inwardly sighed. Great. Leave it to some chivalrous guy with a white knight complex to ruin her fun. But, then again... Maybe she could scam her would-be savior instead!
"Help me, please!" she cried, putting on her very best acting chops and reaching out for him. "He just attacked me out of nowhere, demanded all my money!"
"What? You lying b***h!"
The fishman turned and threw her against the opposite wall. The blow knocked the wind out of her, her body sliding limply down the wall and falling in a heap on the alleyway ground. The bricks of the wall of the building scraped her back and rear up a bit, making her skirt split open and flutter to the ground as well.
"I'll teach that whore a lesson as soon as I take care of you, you meddlesome human."
The killer whale fishman smirked, rubbing his knuckles together.
"I'm a Level Five in Fishman Karate, and I have the strength of ten of you puny humans. You can't beat me."
Hm... Then again, maybe the fishman would kill this guy, then kill her. She was beginning to rethink this plan... For now, she'd just play dead and hope for the best.
Location: Streets of Clock Town Mood: Starting to get a little worried... Thinking: Hopefully he'll just have his way with me instead of kill me once he kills this guy... Wearing: Nothing heart
((For those unfamiliar, Kuroobi from Arlong's crew is a Level Forty in Fishman Karate. So... Level Five... isn't that much... :/ ))
Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2013 7:33 pm
The look in Isaac's eyes changed from hatred to calm. Something was very different. his fingers transformed into types of tools, and he reached into his own chest and the side of his own head, his hands just passing through as if his hands were those of a ghost. "You really think that will matter you insignificant piece of oceanic trash? You must be at the shallow end of the bloodlines pool." And then he pulled his left hand out of his head and pulled a red flame out with it, his right hand pulling an icy white flame out of his chest. Then his hands began to move together; molding the flames, combining them, and crafting some kind of object. The object glowed brightly, and then when his left hand passed over it, Isaac was holding a massive broad sword. the blade was at the least 4ft long, 10 inches wide, and half an inch thick. The thing looked like it had to weigh over 200 pounds, and yet Isaac held it in one hand as if it were as light as a small stick.
"I am James D. Isaac, Captain of the Fix It crew." He seemed cold in his words, stoic even.
Oh, what's this? It looked like this guy was a Devil Fruit user! Maybe she stood a chance, after all.
Nerrie sat up, resting her bare back against the wall and placing her palms on the ground to hold herself up. She was in pain... Though she didn't seem to show any concern for her own nudity, both bare breasts completely visible with no attempts to cover them.
"Ha! You think you can beat me with your illusions? And you think I care what your name and occupation is?" the killer whale fishman chortled. "I'll punch right through that blade!"
The fishman ran forward, winding his right first back.
"Hyakumaigawara Seiken!" he cried, aiming his punch right at Isaac's chest to send him flying.
Location: Alleyway of Clock Town Mood: Hopeful Thinking: Hm... Maybe I might owe this guy something after all if he can beat this chump... Wearing: Nothing heart
Hyakumaigawara Seiken (Hundred Tile True Punch)
A punch that sends the opponent flying supposedly capable of breaking a hundred karate tiles at once. Though... because this guy's only a Level Five, it's more like twelve and a half tiles. He's just exaggerating for intimidation factor.
Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2013 7:57 pm
Isaac stayed stoic and cold, "As if you could even scratch it's surface." He moved to use the side of the blade like a shield, and as the punch hit the side of the sword, The Fishman wouldno doubt be shocked to find the sword was not only very real indeed, but it was stronger than steel could possibly be. The blade didn't deform, it didn't dent, not even a scratch was left on it. It was no illusion. "Pathetic. Your words are empty." Then Isaac lifted the sword above his head and tried to bring it down atop the fishman's shoulder; aiming to cut off that arm. IF the blade kinected, for an instant the fishman would feel as if a full size marine ship had been dropped on his shoulder.
The killer whale fishman's punch connected with the blade.
...
And to his shock, the bones in his hand promptly broke.
"Yowch!" he cried, grabbing his pained appendage.
He was so distracted with the pain in his arm that when he looked up, the blade was already upon him. His arm was sliced clean off. And it indeed felt like the weight of a Marine ship was upon him. He nearly passed out from the pain, but luckily fishmen were built tough. The force just sent him tumbling, smashing into Nerrie's wheelchair and knocking it to pieces.
Scrambling to his feet, he saw his arm laying limp on the ground, blood gushing from it. Grabbing it, he took off running down the street.
"You'll hear from my boss!" he cried over his shoulder.
Wow... Nerrie was kind of amazed. He took care of that fishman like he was nothing.
Hm... If he hadn't come, she could've gotten a free rape and some free money.
But then again, if he hadn't beaten him off of her, she could've gotten ********... Maybe, just maybe she owed him.
For now, though, she'd play the part of the innocent rape victim. She brought her arms up and wrapped them over her bare breasts, hands on her biceps as she put on a traumatized face and trembled all over.
Location: Alleyway of Clock Town Mood: Slightly amazed Thinking: Wow... Wearing: Nothing heart
Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2013 8:34 pm
Isaac watched as the fishman left and sighed, swinging his sword once to get the blood off of it. Then he stabbed it's blade into his chest and as he did so the blade was simply absorbed into his body until it was gone. Isaac walked over to the mermaid andcrouched in front of her. Looking her in the eyes with a piercing clare from his calm eyes staring out of his stoic face. He stared into her eyes for a moment. "You alright?" He asked with a stoic tone. Then he picked her up and carried her like a bride back to her wheel chair. "Come on. Take me to lunch." Then He picked up her coin purse and handed it to her as he carried her toward a resturaunt.
Well... her wheelchair was wrecked. But she knew where to get another one. A lot of mermaids lived on the Seven Star Isles, and the guy who made them owed her a favor after a ********... I'm okay. Th-Thank you for saving me." she squeeked, putting on her best innocent girl voice.
He picked her up, making her blush. Wow... He was carrying her like a princess. She'd... never had anyone do that before.
Wait... take him to lunch? The nerve! Well, he certainly wouldn't take her to a restaurant the way she was dressed.
"Um... I'd be happy to treat you to lunch, sir, but I'm... kind of... n-naked..." she stammered.
Of course, she had no problem with being naked. The better to manipulate a man. But she had to maintain her facade.
Location: Alleyway of Clock Town Mood: Frustrated Thinking: The nerve... If I didn't technically owe him and my wheelchair wasn't broken, I'd leave him in the dust. Wearing: Nothing heart
Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2013 9:07 pm
Isaac came to a stop just infront of an old dusty resturaunt before opening the door and walking right in; carrying the mermain like a bride. "Doesn't matter," Isaac said witha a grin. A huge muscular old man greeted them. "What'll it be Kiddo?" Isaac looked at the old man and said, "I'll have one of everything Grandpa. Including the drinks and deserts. She's paying." The old Man looked at her with an expression like she was crazy, "I'll be sharing with her don't worry," Isaac said. The old man walked in the kitchen and shouted, "It'll take a bit. Find a seat and park it." Isaac carried her over to a table and sat her down. "Don't worry. No body here cares about your nudity."
He'd have one of everyting? And this guy was his grandfather? Really? Wow...
Really, she didn't care if she was completely naked, which she was. Hell, she'd masturbate right here for him if she felt like it or had something to gain from it. But she had to maintain her innocent rape victim mask.
So, she allowed him to set her down at the table, but she maintained both arms wrapped tightly around her hefty breasts.
"B-B-But I'm n-naked! I n-need something to wear, s-sir! P-P-Please!" she cried, even forcing some tears to her eyes.
Oh, yes. She was an expert actress.
Question was... Why was this guy not her slave, considering she was naked in front of him? It was starting to frustrate her...
Location: Restaurant in Clock Town Mood: Frustrated Thinking: Hello? Naked mermaid here! Where're those hormones at? Where's that libido? Wearing: Nothing heart
Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2013 9:27 pm
"Drop the Act," Isaac said finally with a smirk. "I'm Not buying your little charade," He said flatly. "Though If you really wish for something to cover up with, I'm sure gramps has a spare apron," and he continued to smirk. He knew she was naked, But to him that didn't matter. The body was just the vessel. It was the soul that mattered. The smell of all kinds of fantastic foods began to permeate the air.
She was the best actress in the entire Seven Star Isles. No way a simple pirate could see right through her.
"I... I don't know what you're talking about." she huffed, turning to look away from him and pouting.
She'd keep the act going just a bit longer... Maybe he was only saying that to try and fake her out.
Location: Restaurant in Clock Town Mood: Angry Thinking: Jerk... Wearing: Nothing heart
Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2013 9:54 pm
"I've known since Before I carried you out of the alley way. So drop the the act," Isaac said with a smile. Then the appetizeres came and Isaac began to eat. There were onion rings, whole deep fried onion, meatloaf slabs, shrimp, fried fish, calamary, chicken wings, and a pot of beef stew. "Eat." Then the drinks came, five kinds of soda, and 17 kinds of alcoholic drinks.
((Figured I'd post once more before bed. I couldn't resist. Now, Good night.))
Man... How could this happen? She was the best actress in the Seven Star Isles...
...
But then again...
For him to see through her like that...
She was... actually kind of.. impressed... Even if she was ashamed to admit it.
So, she grabbed a whole fried fish and took a big bite out of it, washing it down with some rum. She soon had the whole fish finished and moved onto some shrimp.
Oh, yes... She may have been a dainty little mermaid, but she could eat, and thoroughly enjoyed her alcohol as well. She showed no concern for her nudity, and didn't even care what food fell onto her bare breasts. Her tail, meanwhile, snaked over to Isaac's side of the table, lightly brushing against his ankle, even while she ate.
She... actually wasn't fully aware she was doing it. Her tail even slowly rubbed higher up his leg... making it's way to his crotch.
...
A mermaid's tail knew exactly what the mermaid wanted even if she didn't know herself.
Location: Restaurant in Clock Town Mood: Impressed Thinking: Okay... So he's good, I'll give him that... Wow, I didn't realize how hungry I was... Wearing: Nothing heart
