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Boardwalk [OPEN] tw:boys being assholes throwing girls off things, drowing
This town was freaking dumb. Okay, so there were nice people here. But so far she hadn't met any of her siblings or rather, she hadn't gotten the nerve up yet to meet her siblings. She was staying in a crumby motel that had toilet stains older than she was and some really unsavoury connections elsewhere. And she had about two hundred more bucks to her name after she'd fixed some broken pawned items and answered a couple of Covelist job wants. And still nowhere near enough money to get her back to Washington with her car. Which meant she might have to sell it or worse ask her father for help which was infinitely worse.
Watching as a couple of kids, well people her age, jumped off the boardwalk she rolled her eyes. It didn't matter if you were in Washington on cliffs or a boardwalk, kids were going to be idiots no matter what. She could just see Sam doing it a couple years ago. Ugh, that asshole.
"Coming through," Abigail gripped the rail as one of them bumped into her on their way past to throw themselves off it again.
"Jackasses," Abigail muttered under her breath as she passed the teenagers wearing letterman jackets for what she assumed was the local high school. Hearing them mutter to themselves, she felt them slide their hands beneath her arm and lift her up off the safety of the boardwalk. Laptop bag dropping to the ground, she began to struggle as they pulled her towards the edge where they had all been jumping off. "Get off me! Hey! Get your hands off me, don't I can't- HEY! QUIT I-AAAAAAAH!"
Abigail screamed as the boys threw her over the boardwalk fencing towards the deep waters of the ocean, flailing she shrieked as she hit the water and sunk like a stone. Kicking her legs panicked, her arms hit out as she tried to push against the water weighing her clothes down and pulling her down. She could feel her body fighting her, trying to change but she could do this, she could do it. Feeling the cold water strangle her, she coughed as she managed to break the surface and gasp air in and swallowed salt water before she was pulled beneath a wave.
"Dude, why isn't she getting up? Fuck, we're in trouble- hey! Hey! HELP! I think she's drowning!" One of the kids shouted, calling out as Abigail began to be the world's first siren to freaking drown.
ooc: come save abby from drowning!
Watching as a couple of kids, well people her age, jumped off the boardwalk she rolled her eyes. It didn't matter if you were in Washington on cliffs or a boardwalk, kids were going to be idiots no matter what. She could just see Sam doing it a couple years ago. Ugh, that asshole.
"Coming through," Abigail gripped the rail as one of them bumped into her on their way past to throw themselves off it again.
"Jackasses," Abigail muttered under her breath as she passed the teenagers wearing letterman jackets for what she assumed was the local high school. Hearing them mutter to themselves, she felt them slide their hands beneath her arm and lift her up off the safety of the boardwalk. Laptop bag dropping to the ground, she began to struggle as they pulled her towards the edge where they had all been jumping off. "Get off me! Hey! Get your hands off me, don't I can't- HEY! QUIT I-AAAAAAAH!"
Abigail screamed as the boys threw her over the boardwalk fencing towards the deep waters of the ocean, flailing she shrieked as she hit the water and sunk like a stone. Kicking her legs panicked, her arms hit out as she tried to push against the water weighing her clothes down and pulling her down. She could feel her body fighting her, trying to change but she could do this, she could do it. Feeling the cold water strangle her, she coughed as she managed to break the surface and gasp air in and swallowed salt water before she was pulled beneath a wave.
"Dude, why isn't she getting up? Fuck, we're in trouble- hey! Hey! HELP! I think she's drowning!" One of the kids shouted, calling out as Abigail began to be the world's first siren to freaking drown.
ooc: come save abby from drowning!
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It all clears when he hears the shriek. That's not stupid kids playing kind of "get off me", and he looks around.
There's something way too familiar about a bunch of jocks picking up some eyelinery kid, girl or not, and he can feel himself getting angry. But when he sees her fall - get thrown - he takes off running, alarmed before they even start yelling. He's been swimming in ocean waves since he could walk, jumping off cliffs like an idiot. He knows fear when he sees it, and this isn't swimming season.
"It's October and you threw a girl off the boardwalk," he snaps at the boys, skewering them with a glare as he sheds his jacket. "Do you have a brain between you? Go get help. Now!"
He dives off into the waves, filling his lungs as he hits the freezing water. The current's strong here. He treads water, looking around, and sees a flash of pale skin, flailing. Wren takes off for her, reaching an arm out to grab her to him.
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"All of you better stay here and still be here when I get back. I've got nothing better to do than hunt you little assholes down if you run." He pushes the guy away and shrugs out of his jacket as he hops up onto the railing and dives down into the water below.
He moves the water with graceful precision, just like he always has, and slings an arm around the girl's waist just as she hits the sandy bottom. She's small and he's up to the surface in no time, cutting through the water with one arm and heading for the shore.
The boys are still looking over the railing when Caden looks up and he glares at them. He tears his attention away form them to focus on the girl as he lays her gently on the sand. She's very young and pale and most importantly not moving, not breathing, and Caden swallows hard as he leans over her and pinches her nose.
"Please don't kill me for this," he mutters, and then presses his mouth to hers to breathe air back into her lungs.
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Saving a drowning person was a pretty risky thing, even if you were a good swimmer. She knew that there was always a chance the person you were trying to save might drown you along with them. Under the water she saw a girl sinking, clearly unable to swim. Kicking harder Genevieve dove down and wrapped her arms under the other girl's before kicking back up toward the surface, praying she could haul the girl up.
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While she was just enjoying the ocean wind until she'd regret all the sand in her fur.
HELP, she meows, darting back to the sidewalk to get anyone's attention. DROWNING HUMAN.
People ignore her, instead of for some kicks at her because the use of her claws, and Lena takes a deep breath before running back to the beach.
As a human she can swim like a fish, as a cat, she's not so sure. But surprising the girl with a wet cat around might make her stop panicking.
She jumps in, screams because of the cold and peddles towards the girl.
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He'd been further down the Boardwalk when he felt her panic with his magic. If she hadn't been his daughter and hadn't been in the water he might never have known. As it was, he dove into the water instantly, shedding his shoes as he saw, gills spreading along his neck as he made his way to her as quickly as possible. Her body was struggling to shift to siren for to save her but she was fighting against it. He sent his magic out to her and shut down the desire to change. He wasn't a matriarch but he was good with his magic and it probably helped that she was his daughter. He wrapped his arms around her and used his magic to calm her down as he shot to the surface.
"You're safe," he gasped once they broke the water. "I have you, you're safe, Abigail."
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