name; Violet May
bio; When Violet isn't cuddling up to sailors and seducing them with her innocent features, she can be found in boutiques wasting away all her sand dollars. She loves shopping as much as she loves making stupid little boys fall for her. But Violet hids many secrets under her scales. One of them is her desperate need for the one perfect sailor who says "i love you" and means it.
style; relaxed, almost hippie in a way
model; Ashley Smith
taken by; priscilla
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I looked over the once boat and smiled the beach was deserted it was the perfect moment for me to go out.
The moment the white sand touched my toes i felt alive, the sea was my home, but here in land i felt happy it felt like i could do anything.
The sea has very limited activities and you dont always do what you want, here im free.
Nobody knows me and the most important thing is that nobody cares.
i looked at the Ocean and smiled, it was peacefull, gorgeous, almost ethereal and mistic. Almost.
Getting into town is the thrilling part of the day, people see you as a new face, as a new person going into the hell hole that is everyday life for them.
For me is different they are the prey part of my shopping adventure, part of my happy trip, of my way of release stress. They are my hobby. humans.
Something bumped into me and i almost fell, i had to keep the human charade, as my face was inches from hitting the ground, strong arms caught me in midair.
"im sorry, i can't believe i didn't see you there" he said with the accent the sailors from England speak with.
"Its nothing" i said, completely lost in his pearcing eyes.
"Can i make it up to you?" he asked with the dropp dead amazing accent.
"are you staying in town?" i asked. he nodded
"for a few months at least" he added. i smirked
"then we will see" i answered and started walking away. he caught my wrist
"how can i find you again?" he asked
"if we do its fate" i answered
"can you tell me your name?" he asked with a smile, revealing a perfect set of white pearly teeth
"Violet" i said and he smiled letting go of my hand