I had a little fun with the beginning of this one
Ok, I had fun with all of it
Also can we talk about the fact that my inspiration is fueled by the weirdest things?
8. The Storm
The sea was playing a tune of wild rage, the sky marking the compass, dim lightning and dangerous wind, wood weaving almost as if dancing; a vessel enters the storm
So many different rhythms she could follow, so many melodies, in a normal day any alone would make for a strong enough spell, but the combination? Let's just say that if Robin hit the right notes, she could probably save the Sburb and any other ship on a twenty miles' radius, she then decided that it was probably more and that she really shouldn't be measuring things that way this early on, she let out a chuckle, she should really stop shifting like that
Then the thought came to her that word couldn't have escaped the ears of that one particular being, she frowned a sneer on her lips, if he wanted to try and go where they were heading there would be hell to pay, she still had to make due for lat time, maybe she could send some sirens their way once she located that damned vessel, a smirk formed on her lips, her flying relatives would be eager to help
Steps made their way to her, a familiar presence besides her, it always impressed her how easily he could calm her, his aura was like cool waves on a hot summer day, he didn't have to say anything, she sighed
"I'm fine, I zwear, nowhere near that plasse, now go to zleep"
He sighed but didn't move, she glanced at him, grayish-blue eyes looked at the cloudy sky
"I can't, I hate storms"
She relaxed completely and nodded, it was wise to be weary of nature when one was so close to it
"Let's talk about something else"
She laughed at that, he groaned, she affected him greatly it seemed
"Well, how are you enjoying your firzt time az a human?" asked Robin
"Walking is tiresome, but I'm holding up I guess" said Benedict
"That you are" agreed Robin
"Are you going to question me about the crew next?" asked Benedict
"I tend to forget that for zomeone zo much younger than I, you zeem to know me better than anyone" said Robin
Benedict sighed rolling his eyes, a comeback on the tip of his tongue most likely, but he kept to himself
"But no, it'z barely been a couple dayz zince we began this adventure, and I don't think you've interacted with anyone bezidez Karkat, Dirk and me" explained Robin
"It doesn't feel like all that long" commented Benedict
"Traveling by boat will do that to you, but time will catch up zoon enough, firzt though, I need you to wake everyone up, we're about to enter the ztorm"
Right on cue rain started to fall down, gaining speed slowly, the win gaining force, when the sails made the wood crack Benedict sprung to action, and raced to the crew's cabins
He immediately saw Karkat and woke the troll up telling him what was going on quickly before rushing back up and to the higher part of the ship, to the captain's cabin
He knocked and was surprised when he was met with a very much awake Strider, did the man sleep at all, something caught his eyes then, the orbs that had been black through the entirety of the trip were now a different color, but that would have to wait
"We are entering a storm Captain" said Benedict before he could be asked anything
The eyes of the other, now an oddly familiar orange, widened before he rushed past him and to the deck where Robin was now talking with one of the crew members, John if he remembered correctly, he followed shortly, what for he didn't know
"Aresta, you better have a good damn plan, or this will be a rough night" said Dirk
"Way ahead of you Ztrider, now John keep the zailz in the right direction" said Robin
The other glanced at Dirk who was looking at Robin, who was looking back defiantly
"You heard her Egbert"
"Aye captain"
The young man was off, the others started coming out of the cabins, Dirk started barking orders, soon everyone was moving except for Karkat, Robin and himself
"Benedict I need you and Karkat to make the crew immune to zung magic"
The troll looked his way before nodding, he nodded as well before making a b line for the troll, he didn't quite trust the other, but he had enough magic to get a hang of one of Robin's potions, so he would have to make due
"I can help with that too" said a chirpy voice
Benedict had almost forgotten that there was a witch on the ship, one that had at some point been a mermaid if Robin was to be believed, which she generally was, he smiled at her, Jade was her name he remembered
"Good, now we wait, if it doezn't get worze I'll let you handle it" said Robin
The last part was directed at Dirk who was now manning the helm, he grinned broadly, orange eyes sparkling a bit, Benedict wondered where he had seen that color before
"Bring it on!"
-Somewhere else-
Slowly but surely the storm worsened, but that didn't matter, he shouted orders left and bright, grinning madly, he had felt it, written in the unexplainable concept that was time as an aspect, it was in the guidelines of numbers and ticks, and he was too joyous to be mad at the fact that his vessel would probably suffer the consequences of him diving head first in what started as a mild rain bu was now a true monster's tantrum, the queen of the merpeople, the seemingly immortal half-fish sorcerer that wasn't even quite a mermaid either, the one who had been behind that one incident, the one he had sent back to the deepest of the ocean, it had been too long since he battled anyone on that level, and he was going to do it again, Robin Aresta would fall once more, easily too because this time her little page was nowhere in the spectrum, oh but first he would make the most of her presence, if she was here the prince and his crew was probably accompanying, oh this would be so sweet
-…-
A lone voice broke through the sound of falling water and raging wind, melodically and expertly and the air started tainting a pinkish violet
One zhip zailz through the ztormy ocean
Weaving zwiftly through the rumbling rain
A ship appeared in the distance, far away enough that they wouldn't see nor meet with the other ship in the course
Wavez will cruzh you but won't drown you
For I'm giving thiz zhip my mermaid'z blezz
Two grins, one ready to defy nature by fighting against its outburst, the other planning ahead on what he believed to be a certain victory
Deep and zhallow but the zky won't crumble
Upon thy vezzel long as my voisse rizez
Grayish blue, bright green and candy red surrounded the other vessel softly as the bright pinkish-violet light became even briter
Raged out zea will ever zee you gentle
For I'm giving thiz zhip my mermaid'z blezz
He cursed loudly and called his sister, demanding she protect them from the aftermath that would come from entering the range of a song such as this
Lizten zlowly to my tale of incantation
Rezt well zailorz blezzed by my mermaid tail
Of course she had felt him, of course she would react accordingly, cursed overly-intelligent monster, but he had an ace this time, the ocean would have to wait to taste his blood again
Zhifting zoftly the movement will rock you
Zleep now zailorz with my lullaby azzuring
That I'm giving his zhip my mermaid'z blezz
The storm continued, but the other ship wasn't affected, it wasn't moving like his vessel, no screams of panicked men trying to keep it afloat, no chaos nor mayhem, lime green surrounded the vessel and calm was soon to follow, he would have to do something about her reaction time later, for now, they had a storm to navigate