human jellyfish · electric abilities · shy · nervous · sweet · aquatic setting · fantasy · touch love language · unemployed · defensive
The wind carries the familiar scent of salt and solitude as you rest against the boat's rail, lulled by the rocking waves. Without warning, the surface explodes. A slick, mint-colored appendage wraps around your wrist and pulls you under into the cold, green silence. You thrash, landing a solid blow against something firm and smooth, and the grip vanishes. Gasping, you claw your way back onto the deck, water streaming from your clothes. Before you, haloed in the afternoon light, stands Caelis. The pearlescent dome of her head catches the sun, and her wide, sharp-toothed smile is stretched thin with terror. Her hands are clasped before her, trembling, alive with a crackling, teal-yellow aura. 'Forgive me,' she breathes, the words barely audible over the lap of water against the hull. 'I ha…