Samuel (Sammy/Sam) A. Muñeca || Siren || Male || M: Diana || I'm on mobileeeeee

"..." Sam seemed relatively unimpressed with the way Diana spoke. One dark eyebrow raised, glittering eyes full of emotion. It wasn't entirely certain what sort of emotion though.

He finally snorted. "Oh yes. Just a friend. That you'll meet up with later and again and again. And then suddenly, oh, he doesn't like you? Pity, because you've been crushing on him and now you're heartbroken. Come on," Sam let out a short sound. "Besides. Romance? Who needs it!"

He let out a long laugh at her words. "Girl, you're more obsessed with that stupid prince than I am! Of course I've been inside it... a lot. It's just him in that place and since it's empty Y'know what that means?"

Sam didn't wait for an answer.

"Free real estate. I might as well take it now because who else will? That prince? Pffft. He's too soft. All I have to do is wiggle a couple tentacles and he goes screaming off," Sam cackled heartily. "But yeah. I do follow you because you have a tendency to do... hmm... how to put this..."

His fingers tapped along his chin for a moment. "You do some dumb stuff and it's hilarious for me to watch," the siren adjusted slightly and began to mock her. "Oh he has a name, yeah. We all do. He's just a human and nothing more."

But he did catch the swim comment. But he would keep those thoughts to himself. No use in spoiling the surprise.

Samuel A. Muñeca || Male || Siren || Neutral? Nah, i think he's dark. || M: Diana

Sam's eyes rolled, per usual, as Diana began complaining. Why? He shrugged. "Why not?"

Of course her next words, Sam let out a short snorting snicker. "Lesbian. You're lesbian. If you're gonna give yourself a label, let's do it right. Tch--" his eyes flickered with surprise as she spoke quickly. Later?

Sam's smile grew, almost... dangerous in nature. "Later? Why not right now? We can show your little... human around the castle," his black tendrils curled closer to the rest of him. Though at her comment, he let a couple wiggle toward the other siren. "Slimy? Ha! I'm just as slimy as you are. Besides, my tentacles, can do so much more than your pathetic little tail."

On cue, Sam wiggled in the water, curling tentacles together to mock her tail. "Oh look, they're so frail--" his dark limbs splayed out suddenly. "Too bad you can't walk, you can't grab anything, I can carry all of my groceries in one trip--and, and, I can grab practically anyone and they can't escape."

Sam drifted toward the dark looming shadow of a castle in the distant dim water. He glanced back with a rather dark smile etched in his face. "After all... that's what makes a Siren different from the pathetic merfolk."

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Vincenzo (Vinnie) Q. Ellis || Male || 21 || Merfolk Prince || Neutral || M: Milo

Royal status? Well, it was... something. Vinnie let out a weary laugh, almost... attempt to brush off the comment. "It's... it was better when there were more people, y'know?" He shrugged it off and happily leapt for the next words he had made.

Which were not great.

"Don't... you think that's a little bit harmful?" The ginger haired prince prompted after a moment of careful silence. "Pushing yourself constantly? That can't... be good, right? I mean, you've got to take care of yourself, no matter who or what you are. Even if you heal or whatever, you need to make sure you take care of yourself."

His words flowed out of his mouth in quick and rapid succession. "Healing others can wait if you, yourself, aren't okay--as for, er, being homeless, I'd offer you a place to stay but I... don't think you can breathe under the water, can you?"

Of course, he then mentioned his supposed friend. Seventy five years prior?

Vinnie's jaded eyes darkened almost immediately, a shadow of a frown crossing his mottled pale face before he let a slow breath escape from his lips. "Maybe they were different back then," he finally stated. "But... they're not like that now. I don't often introduce myself to others. You never know who is who anymore. Everybody looks like a mortal until you get up close."

Vinnie waved one hand. "Milo, how... pardon me for this question," he broke his sentence to slip the apology in first before continuing on with his actual sentence. "How old are you?"

Samuel A. Muñeca || Male || Siren || Dark || age? || M: Diana, Jake

Samuel rolled his eyes as he listened to Diana's response. He just told her what she was supposed to label herself. It wasn't his fault if she couldn't hear basic things. Idly, he listened to her ramble on about how he always did that and he couldn't be trusted, blah blah blah.

He wrinkled his nose.

Knucklehead? That was really the best she had. Whatever.

Samuel paused for a moment before his ears picked up the sound of footsteps in soft golden sand. His head whipped around, ashen grey hair bobbing with the movement as he fixated his glittering eyes on the human. So this was Jake? Pfft. What a pathetic little display of humankind. Samuel knew--he didn't even have to guesstimate--he was already taller and bulkier than this pathetic little seedling of a human.

Samuel's lip curled into a cruel sneer. "Who is this? I could ask the same of you! Where's your parents, little one?" His voice was crooning, jeering.