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Looks like I gotta wait until Marisol tells Mitch where the bay is

Karaiyah swam for a bit longer, before she wore herself out and instead chose to sit on the abandoned dock facing the water, the tip of her tail just barely touching the water. She began singing softly, eyes closing while she concentrated on the tune her mother had taught her as a girl. It had always been her mom's favourite, and the lulling tones reminded Karaiyah of her. Her voice rang out as a low alto while she sang, something she was quite proud of.

Karaiyah flinched at his snap, face falling considerably and turning red, as it always did when she was upset and trying to hide it. Which, naturally, made it more obvious. She nodded, not trusting her words to not fail her. She quickly walked out, whispering "so sorry" softly before closing the door behind her. She went into her own room, not even bothering to close the door before she sat next to the wall, head in her knees as she muttered to herself. "Stupid, stupid, stupid. You're so stupid, Kai. It was a stupid joke and you made a stupid mistake and you'll be lucky if he even wants to see you again." She took a shuddering breath, before composing herself and leaving a note on her door saying she was down at the bay and she'd be back soon. She ran out of the house, grateful that no one noticed her state as she absconded to the bay. She arrived by foot awhile later, shedding her clothes before diving into the water gracefully. She felt her tail form and her stress ebb away as she started doing simple tricks and stunts to distract herself.

> Oh, have you guys noticed the problems with the PMs? The counter only counts the ones that you've sent, but it doesn't tell you when you have a new one. That said, check your inboxes often! Oh my god, I had no idea! Thank you for mentioning it. c:

She snorted, waving him off. "Don't even worry about it. I think no less of you. I'm sure your actions were just in some form, and it would be a tad hypocritical if me, the Siren, judged you for your solicitation. If it makes you feel any better about the whole attempted murder thing, I actually was charged with murder. Which was, in fact, justified. Absolutely so. That, however, is for another time." Coming back to his first statement, she frowned. "Hey, I'm not just anybody. I share a house with you now."

Ah that makes sense Sorry if my replies seem choppy and/or short, I'm not at home and typing on mobile makes edits and long posts a HUGE hassle for me.

"Depends. Most are ex cons, but nobody here is terribly psychotic or dangerous to the rest. I assume you're an ex con?" Karaiyah then rolled her eyes, tone fake condescending. "No, you can't drink in the house. What do you take us for, animals?" She paused, eyes alighting slightly. "You're musical? Do you sing? Can I hear?" Her virtuoso nature got the best of her as her speech increased in speed, making her hardly understandable.

She raised her eyebrow at his biting comment, her tone playful. "Oh, biting isn't a problem for me." Her lips upturned as she spoke, and even though she was composed and bold her light blush betrayed her. "Ecantado, huh? The eyes are surprising, but not necessarily bad. I'm a Siren. Yknow, luring men to their deaths with song and all. I, however, go to all lengths to avoid singing around those who may be affected by my song. It usually only affects humans, but as luck would have it I once encaptured a man I was involved with. I thought it wouldn't affect him because he was a Myth, but as soon as he heard it his eyes glazed over and he was never the same." She cleared her throat. "I didn't mean for that to, uh. Um. Anyways. Siren. Yeah. Like, I try really hard to not be a Siren. I just like to swim and sing, you know? I don't want to KILL anyone." She mumbled the rest, eyes downcasting. _Awesome. Now he's gonna think I'm just trying to kill him or something. Ah, shit._

 uh capn your signature

Karaiyah pursed her lips, before frowning. "That's the thing, there were none here when I got here either and I am... accustomed to warmer temperatures too. You can have mine, if you wish? I can go out to get another one today. I need to get a set of silverware, anyways. Don't ask. I'll bring the heat pad over once you're settled. If you don't mind me asking, what Myth are you? I'm having a difficult time figuring it out. Might be because I don't get out much, I guess."