Hunting (open)

[Mordred]

Mordred nodded when she spoke her soft words. Was this what his heart wanted or did this just feel better than being hurt by the thought of being lonely again? He tilted his face into her hand, his eyes saddened and turning puppydogish as he looked into hers. Mordred couldn't bare the thought of being separated from someone else he loved and cared about. He nodded slightly when she spoke promising she'd find him again if they did get separated and closed his eyes into the kiss.

Hearing her groan when the kiss ended made him laugh a little against her lips.
"There are sure to be many more, though I know how you feel."
He assured her tenderly. Mordred sighed softly and pulled away from her looking over the pond for a moment when he heard her words. He frowned deeply. He'd sworn he'd seen something more in the water.

"I still sleep in a cell Nerine. I'm still their slave. "
Mordred informed her before glancing to her again.
"They only have me as a warrior because the pirates are getting rambunctious. They'd rather have me risk my life then their own risking theirs. "
That's how it had been explained to him anyway. He was still locked up at night but at least he got to be free.

So he did what they asked in exchange for his freedom. His smile returned once more and a slow eyebrow quirked up before he leaned in and kissed her again cupping her cheek. The song... his mind clouded... He had one thought and one thought only as he broke the kiss slowly turning to the mermaids he'd seen earlier and just had not realized it. The Druid easily slid off the rock away from Nerine to walk toward the mermaids beckoning to him, his eyes set on them like a blind man on a mission.

They wanted him...

They needed him....

They would have him....

[Nerine]

Nerine smiled a little as she tried to reassure Mordred that they would find each other again in this strange world, but only her eyes would actually speak at this point as she caressed his cheek gently before their lips were together, so she tried to convey that promise in that.

Nerine pouted a little as he laughed but Nerine couldn't help but smile anyway, "I sure hope so...." She stated, almost in a shy manner before her eyes followed a little to see what it was he saw.

Nerine sighed at this before she added, "But they obviously see something in you to have you out of your cell a lot, and to be on your own." She pointed out before she nodded, "Yes they have.... A couple of times they almost caught me when I went fishing......"

Smiling as she was kissed again, Nerine tried to deepen it when Mordred pulled away slowly before walking to the water. It only took a couple of seconds and a twist of her head for Nerine to work out what was going on. Then she saw the Mermaids...

Growling, Nerine marched to the water's edge before digging deep inside her soul for the Song of the Mermaid deep inside her before she opened her mouth. Instead of the calm, enchanting voice that Mermaids from her world sang and what Mordred, Nerine's was harsh and completely aggressive in tone and pitch to these Mermaids. It was a warning that this Male was claimed and was hers. Her body glowed silver before it grew in brightness to the point that it blinded all.

[Mordred]

Mordred's eyes widened when he heard that her life was in danger because of the pirates and his own narrowed. He had a reason to risk his life now. He would definitely risk everything for her. He would kill ever last damn pirate he could find. When the trance took him, all he could think about was following what the other mermaids wanted him to do. There was a shrill almost violent screech from his side and Mordred winced, moving his hands to cover his ears. The mermaids all stopped their singing and flicked their eyes from Nerine to the man she claimed repeatedly before they lowered their faces into the water so only their eyes stuck out.

Their shifty eyes continued to flick from her to the man and then back to her wondering if she would drown him here while he was closer to the deep end. It was one thing to take a human man from another human woman but taking one from their own... they had loyalty at least and they were hovering there as a show that they would help to drown him if she needed their help. Mordred slowly began uncovering his ears and stumbled back from the three mermaids struggling to find solid footing on the slippery rocks.

[Nerine]

Shutting her eyes before shaking her head a little once she stopped her cry, Nerine sighed softly as she started to sing, apologising for such a ghastly way that her particular group of Mermaids claimed their Males. As she sang, she stood in front of Mordred, gently holding him steady but not drowning him.

Her song spoke of her love for Mordred, despite not knowing each other long so she asked the Mermaids to leave Mordred and any that he knew alone.

Turning, Nerine cleared her throat a little as she looked down, a little ashamed but she wouldn't be able to talk for a little while. So her actions spoke her words for her as she felt ashamed by the fact that Mordred had to hear the most violent side of Nerine's Mermaid nature.

[Mordred]

Mordred stared as Nerine came before him and stilled finally standing steady once again. His arms wrapped swiftly around Nerine's body pulling her close to him when she looked ashamed for her actions.
~They were going to heart me weren't they?~
He'd spoken to Emrys in this way and now he was speaking to her in the same way. He was intelligent enough to understand what had just happened. Mordred wrapped his arms around Nerine's waist and shifted his body close to hers.

He lay his forehead against hers for a moment before pulling back to kiss her forehead completely captivated by her now. Her beautiful song after she had warded her kind off from him, had been enough to send him slightly over the edge. He moved a hand to her head and softly lay it against his shoulder, eying the mermaids behind her in the water. Each twisted to dive down into the water and disappear with a flash of their fish tails. Mordred pulled away and took hold of her shoulders.

"Is it okay if we got out of here? Please? "
He asked gently giving her shoulders a little squeeze.

[Nerine]

Letting herself be pulled close to him, Nerine nodded slowly. ~Yes, they were going to drown you.... As is sometimes the nature of Mermaids depending on where they are from....~ She replied through her mind, still unable to speak orally so depended on their mental communication right now as she cupped his cheek as she looked at him, ~But there was no way that I would have let them..... Even if they dragged you beneath the water, I would have shifted within less than a heartbeat to get you out of there, Mordred.~ She admitted as she wrapped her hands around his neck as he pulled her closer to him before gently leaning her forehead against his.

Sighing softly as she twisted her head to rest it against his shoulder after he kissed her forehead, Nerine opened her eyes as they slightly returned to normal. Earlier instead of the calm blue and silver, they had darkened to a dark blue with swirls of black, echoing a storm amidst a violent sea but they slowly returned to normal as Nerine looked up at Mordred when he asked his question and she nodded.

"......... Let's......" Was all she managed to say, her voice still slightly resonated her last song so it was still sweet to the ear and held her musicality and the voice of the water rather than Nerine's regular voice. Not that there was very much difference between the two.

[Mordred]

Mordred closed his eyes in relief at the comfort his new lady love was giving him. At least he knew that from mermaids he'd be safe and this Nerine seemed a good and fierce alley to have. He gently took her hand and his eyes rolled when she gave her soft sing-song 'Let's'. It sounded so lovely. He wanted to swim in her voice. He lifted her hand, intertwined into his to his lips and pressed a soft kiss to her lips.

~You must sing to me one day. Your voice is the loveliest I've heard today and I am already yours.~
He feared her a little. If she could make a man fall so easily with the sound of her voice when she sang like that, there was no doubt in his mind that she could make him to anything she wanted him to do. Not by force but by the pure longing she invoked with her magical power of song.

He lead her through the forest toward the camp, still very much aware of what those monsters could do to him if they found out that he'd been gone too long.

[Nerine]

Sighing softly, Nerine still felt quite ashamed that she had to go to such lengths to scare off her kin. ~I hate the power that the Mermaid song gives me.... It.... It frightens me, Mordred. I shouldn't have it, I'm a Nymph not a Mermaid..... I....~ His soft kiss on her lips made Nerine stop thinking and she sighed in the kiss.

Gods.... The feelings that were just swirling inside her soul, it was almost driving her crazy... Almost if he wasn't such a stabilising person as he led her back towards the Camp after they picked up their various weapons, his spear of fish and her net of fish. Nerine simply walked by his side, her fingers gently intertwined with his as she tried to lower the red flush of her cheeks and chest, but not even that could stop the fluttering in her heart.

[Mordred]

Mordred shook his head and stroked a thumb across her hand as if to comfort her from her fearful thoughts, attempting to calm her down somewhat.
"You are both Nymph and Mermaid. Is that not what you told me before. Now calm down, love."
He urged her soothingly offering her his most gentle smile. Poor Nerine. He'd seen a few Druids that had fought against their powers when they had first come into power and he'd been there to try and tell them that their powers were wonderful gifts that should be cherished and honored.

Even as a child he'd been encouraging the people born of magic to embrace what they had. He'd been the one who'd wanted to collect Morgana to his side. He'd been the one to tell her not to be frightened of what she had and now... no he hated himself for ever having done such. He had nothing against Arthur, except that Arthur had killed Kara. He'd begged Arthur and after everything he'd done for Arthur, the King had turned his back on Mordred. When the camp was in view, Mordred instantly let go of her hand and fell into step behind her shoving her lightly forward and encouraging her to take the lead.

~Be the warrior. You know they don't take kindly to love. ~
He spoke into her mind then dropped his head and stayed three paces behind her as was appropriate in social stature.

[Nerine]

Sighing, Nerine nodded, ~I know, it's just..... Where the Song can be used to do... Almost anything.... It frightens me so Mordred.....~ She replied through her mind and her eyes as she brought up his hand to her lips and gently kissed his hand.

Approaching the Camp, Nerine sighed as she heard Mordred's thought before he dropped her hand. ~I know, it doesn't mean I don't hate it!~ She replied as she squared her shoulders and handed the net to Mordred before waiting for him to be ready.

Striding in, Nerine seemed perfectly confidant and strong as she looked at Mordred, "Be sure that those fish are stored securely, Slave! I will not have a repeat of the last time the fish were stored is that clear?" She remarked, her brows furrowed at him before she continued, "I have nothing else for you right now... But I'll come to collect you later tonight..... So long as you don't do something stupid, Slave." She stated sharply, her eyebrows furrowed in seriousness and almost with superiority.

In her mind however was something gentler, ~If only so that you have at least one night out of those blasted cages...... But I certainly won't force anything on you...~ Came her soft words which could be seen in her eyes just as much.

[Mordred]

~Don't let it frighten you. Use it. Use your gift.~
Mordred encouraged. It seemed all she needed was encouragement and she'd be great. When they returned to camp he could tell that her tension levels rose the moment he let go of her hand. He offered her a secretive smile when he heard her thoughts about the camp and easily took the net from her keeping his head dropped. Like all of them when they gave him an order, Mordred took to rolling his eyes and sighing before nodding.

He kept his head down and started moving toward the other way to where they cut, skin and dried the fish. He hated this part of the job. He'd much prefer killing the birds and defeathering them. It was easier to do that then and there was trick to it most of the time. An easy trick to get the bird clean and feather free quickly.
"Of course Mistress. Right away. "
He smirked secretly when he heard her thoughts lowering his head.

~Force anything on me? Does the same apply to me? Because I'm making no promises. I will force kisses and tender touches on you until you melt in my arms later tonight.~
He peeked over his shoulder when he reached the preparation hut allowing himself one last glance before slipping inside. After a few hours of gutting skinning and hanging fish, Mordred was utterly disgusted by even the mention of fish. He washed himself as best he could and used some flowers to rub across his arms in order to get the stink of fish off him before he headed to his cage where he knew a bowl of food and water would await him.

[Nerine]

Nerine sighed both out loud and in her mind at Mordred's thought, ~I suppose it is something I could work on just in case, right?~ She replied as she walked through the entrance of the Camp, swaying her hips with an ease and grace that belied the little experience she had in such a department.

Watching him carefully, Nerine left Mordred in the hands of the Amazon who over watched the Slaves in the Preperation tent before walking away towards her private tent. She was just slipping in as she heard Mordred's words and almost physically shivered at his meaning as she slipped behind the door and sighed with a shake. ~...... Just.... Be gentle please...... I.....~ She stopped her thought track as she took a quick bath and started to get her tent ready with food and water for the two of them.


Later on when Mordred returned to his Cage, Nerine was already there, ready to take him out of the Prisoner Overseer's hands. "I'm taking this Slave for tonight, Sister..... All night to be sure that he is.... Obedient." She stated sharply as she cast her eyes on him, mostly in a critical fashion but deep within her eyes was something..... Else.

[Mordred]

Mordred shot her a smile and a twinkle in his eye answered her question. The stronger she was, the longer she'd survive. He wanted her to survive and only the strong had the chance to survive. It was scary to think like that but it was the utter and complete truth. Mordred was sent to his cage and when inside he settled himself down against the wall and took a deep breath letting his head fall back so he could relive the days events in peace and quiet. His eyes snapped open the moment he heard Nerine's voice and his eyes shot to the entrance of the cave.

He could if he wanted to, simply break out, but he'd learned long ago, that violence was not neccesarily the answer to everything. The door was opened at Nerine's command and he flashed her a soft sort of smirk before getting to his feet and moving to her side ready to be lead, his eyes on the ground at his bare feet as any obedient slave would do.

[Nerine]

Speaking with the Prisoner Guard, Nerine just about saw his smirk and her own eyes twinkled in return as she approached Mordred, her hair in a plait which helped to show the length of her hair as it was s=tossed over her shoulder. "Come." Was her simple command before turning around swiftly and leading the way, expecting to be followed.

When they reached her tent which was slightly away from the others but closer the river and sea, Nerine slightly opened the flap before sharply jerking her head for him to get inside as she checked the area before following him inside, shutting the flap behind her and then sealing it.


There Mordred would see that Nerine had set up a comfortable sitting area for them to be in with food and water for them both, along with a small fire for some warmth as Nerine sighed, letting her shoulders and general posture to relax. "I really hate that part of this whole thing....." She stated as she rubbed her head before sitting down near the fire and onto the small mat that she had set up with a pillow.

[Mordred]

Mordred smirked at her word and quickly scrambled to his feet to follow his new mistress head down, shoulders slumped, not a single word uttered. When they reached the tent, he slipped inside before her and his heart fluttered when he saw the lay out prepared for him. The moment he heard her admonishment, he turned to face her stepping closer to her and sliding an arm around her shoulder, quickly pulling her against him so she could see the smirk on his face.

"You were amazing. Do you feel how amazing you were? You set my whole body on fire."
He murmured against her lips before littering his kisses down her neck, nuzzling her closer against his body so they were an almost perfect fit. Maybe being half nude was not such a bad thing. At least under these circumstances.
"Are you going to sing for me this night Mistress?"
His fingers feathered down the part of her back that was not covered in animal skins.

Outside the nightlife was making beautiful music for the mermaid to sing to and her spell, he'd never felt so enraptured in his life. Never felt so wanted until those mermaids had sang to him.