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located in Candence, a part of Effervescence, one of the many universes on RPG.

Candence

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Character Portrait: Reyna Kleio Character Portrait: Corona Liyua
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❝The past that you want to forget is the past you never will forget.❞


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Reyna had heard of all different sorts of stages of drunkness. There were angry drunks, happy drunks, lusty drunks, blackout drunks, etc, etc. She had never imagined herself being any sort of drunk because Reyna preferred her mind whole and uninfluenced by aged concoctions of wheat and barley. Nami had been ever so sneaky in her plan to make the girls impaired so that they would open up to one another. Had Reyna perhaps spilled secrets that she would never otherwise say while sober? Was Nami's plan to get them so drunk that they could say whatever first came into their heads and spill their deepest, darkest secrets with complete confidence in the other. If Corona had told Reyna any of her's, Reyna most certainly would not be able to recollect them. She never wanted to drink again after the previous night, not if it ended with these consequences every time. Unless that was just a first time drinking thing?

"Nami's clever," Reyna admitted, "using a juice as strong as peach to mask the scent of the moonshine." It was ingenious, far too clever for Nami's typical train of thought, unless of course, someone had been assisting her in her exploration of mixing drinks. The only other girl Reyna could think of who liked to drink as much as Nami was Shannon, but that was for an entirely other reason. Had the two worked together on this little scheme while both girls were out of commission and recovering from being poisoned? Whatever the case, it had given Reyna and Corona the privacy and chance to connect that both were seeking but were too afraid to admit. Perhaps Nami wasn't the clueless, slightly scatterbrained Mother they all thought her to be, perhaps she was a devious genius of love; the exact person she had been claiming to be since arriving on the island.

Corona placed an arm over Reyna, the two of them snuggling close underneath the blanket, just in case one of the girls burst in. That was the thing about living with seventy six other mermaids, you never had any privacy. Reyna had never minded it, she had never had privacy as a child either and knew how to hide things but now, well, this wasn't something she could hide. Unless someone was guarding the the door, the two of them were going to have to be very careful in the future and take care that no one could sneak in on them, especially not Nami. "You're so warm," Reyna admitted. It wasn't a bad warmth, a nice toasty warmth that heated her right up. When had Corona become the dominant one? Reyna didn't know, but she didn't mind letting Corona take the lead. Reyna had been a follower her whole life, whenever she tried to make a plain it never failed to go badly and she would be glad to follow Corona if it meant being spared from the pain of failure. "I'll stay," Reyna said quietly.

Reyna blushed and shook her head. "No, it wasn't, it was um, just a regular dream, I think." Regular for Reyna maybe, but surely others didn't have flashbacks of foiled assassination attempts and being caught by the enemy? Corona's hand slithered down and Reyna gasped, not an unpleasant sound. It was quick, just like that, corona's hand was gone, leaving Reyna's cheeks and Netherlands to heat up. "Y-you're making me b-blush," Reyna stuttered, suddenly feeling very small and vulnerable in Corona's gasp.