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019 » meet me at the altar in your white dress
[mercurius isn't really sure how his mom decides when to let him go up to the surface or not. she's a noble lady, sure, but she's always listening to sea witches, the sort that prattle on about the tides and the alignment of the stars and different varieties of kelp — and frankly, he's stopped caring about her opinion.
nevertheless, he'd never defy her wishes, which is why it's so exciting that she's finally decided to let him leave the manor today — he'll get to see the sun, and breathe surface air, and neptos will be with him.
...or at least, neptos will be with him whenever neptos actually decides to wake up.
and of course, mercurius can't possibly wait that long. as soon as he gets the news, he swims down to the serfs' quarters, brushing past maids and manservants to neptos's room, where he throws himself unceremoniously onto his friend's sleeping form. high speed flopping!!]
Hey. Stop sleeping.
nevertheless, he'd never defy her wishes, which is why it's so exciting that she's finally decided to let him leave the manor today — he'll get to see the sun, and breathe surface air, and neptos will be with him.
...or at least, neptos will be with him whenever neptos actually decides to wake up.
and of course, mercurius can't possibly wait that long. as soon as he gets the news, he swims down to the serfs' quarters, brushing past maids and manservants to neptos's room, where he throws himself unceremoniously onto his friend's sleeping form. high speed flopping!!]
Hey. Stop sleeping.