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April still hasn't made up her mind about this place.

That everyone is so open about the use of their magic, about being sirens is still something she's coming to terms with after an entire life of hiding who and what she is. Her meeting with Lara had confused her only because she's never been somewhere like this, where there are rules and expectations of her simply because of what she is and that alone is unsettling to her. She's never been very good at following anyone's rules but her own and now she feels, in some ways, as if someone is always watching, just waiting for her to screw up.

So far she hasn't had any real reason to use her powers. She'd sung to Bach, but only to make him feel better. She's hesitant to do what she might normally, she's reluctant to hum a soft tune just to get a man to do what she wants, and she doesn't like that feeling. On the other hand, living somewhere with people who haven't turned away from her simply due to learning what she is has given her a strange sense of belonging she's not used to. It's not something she's sure she likes very much.

She swims daily, but often tries to be done before sunrise. If she misses it, she'll go after sunset, when it's less likely someone will see her. There's probably not need, but she does it anyway, wanting to be back to herself and dressed again before the sun fully comes up.

Today, though, she's late.

As she drifts back toward shore, she realizes the sun is peaking over the tops of the buildings, that the first rays of light of stretching across the sand and people are out. Some are walking along the beach, others are jogging and there are more still on the boardwalk. She's made the effort to find a private place to swim, but even so, as she stands up in the water, her scales are visible, glistening and black, and she doesn't know whether or not she'll be seen.

[Timed to Tuesday morning. Catch her at any stage of her transformation or after she's returned to her human form and has gotten dressed again. >:D]

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"When was the last time?"

"That I was nervous?" April asks, considering. "I don't know. Maybe before I left home when I was eighteen." And by home, she simply means Toronto. There was nothing about the foster home she was in at the time she would have considered a real home.

The fact that Aoife wasn't nervous (not 'boy-nervous') throughout this entire encounter, made her nervous. Of course, she liked it that with women there was never a need to worry if they wanted Aoife for her body. She knows that there's such a thing as bisexuality, but she's pretty sure she's not the type for those people.
So why was she still looking at April's body and wondering what she'd feel like? It was probably the siren, getting bored with her.

"I think it's time for me to go now."

"If you need to leave, then you need to leave," April answers and she knows she could reach out with her power and make Aoife stay, but it's always more interesting and more fun when people stay because they want to. "Don't forget the offering of a swimming lesson. I'm here every morning around this time."

Hmhm, sure you are.

The venom of the thought makes her laugh. "My swimming isn't that bad. I'm sure yours is just better."

"No arguments here," April says with a sly grin. "Then not a lesson, maybe just a shared swim. Those can be fun, too." Then her smile grows and she says, "But only if you're interested."

"Just don't tell on me." She swallows. "Enjoy your day, April."

"Never," she answers with a soft laugh, laying her hand over her heart before she waves at Aoife with three fingers. Her smile is anything but innocent, but all she says as she turns to go is, "And you."

Aoife feels something tingle inside. Yes, it's definitely the siren.

"Bye now!"