The Siren (
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nexus_crossings2021-06-10 01:50 pm
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Honestly, he arrived as if he'd been here before. Indeed, if one wasn't already familiar with the faces in Nexus, the 'young man's' casual demeanor as he just strolled through an open door into the plaza would make it seem as if he'd spent every damn day in here. The attitude of a local or at the very least a frequent visitor, calm and mildly curious as he inspected a vending machine, milled about a screen near the plaza, lightly kicked a few benches, before eventually just draping himself all over one like a gangly teenaged octopus. A soggy bookbag, once slung over his arm, hit the pavement with a wet SPLAP as he seated himself, seaweed wound around the straps and zippers slapping the ground along with it.
The scent of the sea absolutely clung to him, the youth's overall appearance edging somewhere near 'damp'. As if he'd just crawled out of some lagoon, hair a bit too black, skin a bit too smooth. Those eyes just a little too dark. The teeth a touch too sharp. And for a while, he said nothing, apparently content to just take up the entire bench and people watch. A few minutes passed, before finally, at last, the man would speak up, his voice oddly, vaguely melodic and low.
"What's the weirdest thing you ever saw?"
The scent of the sea absolutely clung to him, the youth's overall appearance edging somewhere near 'damp'. As if he'd just crawled out of some lagoon, hair a bit too black, skin a bit too smooth. Those eyes just a little too dark. The teeth a touch too sharp. And for a while, he said nothing, apparently content to just take up the entire bench and people watch. A few minutes passed, before finally, at last, the man would speak up, his voice oddly, vaguely melodic and low.
"What's the weirdest thing you ever saw?"
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It was only a momentary shift, blatant enough for one watching. The whites of the young man's eyes would, with a single blink, seem to fall away, the iris devoured instantly by an ever growing pupil until nothing but pitch black remained. Within the void, for that single moment, a thousand blue white lights like a sea of stars gleamed and shimmered, the expanse of space in an eye socket.
Gone again with the next blink, his head tilting this way and that. Well... Not precisely what he was used to. Not necessarily related...
Not totally alien, not the same, but still not one of them. It didn't diminish interest, but it did do well to keep it casual.
"But like, everything's a real big answer. Kinda like a not-answer, you got an answer answer?"