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Post by Alana/Opal on Mar 21, 2013 21:06:54 GMT -5
"IF YOU HAD BEEN WITH US, YOU WOULD HAVE BEEN HERE TOO! AND HUMAN! THAT IS WHAT YOU'VE ALWAYS WANTED, ISN'T IT???" Alana yelled at her little sister. She stood up and climbed over the back of the booth to clamor to freedom. Opal's anxiety attacks were starting to kick in...
"I was stuck with father..." She gasped, it felt like her chest was closing in on itself. It was just an illusion... this disorder didn't belong to Alana... but her false memories MADE it real. "The father I LIED to... BETRAYED for you... so you could help your... your... PIRATE!" She was backing towards the door.
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Post by Prince Eric/ Ron Anderson on Mar 21, 2013 21:13:44 GMT -5
Eric got up and grabbed Alana, "Calm down...just listen to her she is your sister Alana I am sure you can work something out." He hugged her for a moment before letting her go.
"Come on for me?" He asked her whispering in her ear lightly. "You will never move past this Alana unless you talk to her."
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Post by Ariel on Mar 21, 2013 21:20:18 GMT -5
"I know I lied to you...You have ever right to hate me for that Alana but I never meant to leave you guys with out a word. I promise." Ariel told her but is was clear Alana wanted nothing to do with her.
"I'm going to go if you want to ever talk to me again you can find me at the club. I am sorry for all of it...I made some really selfish choices.." Ariel apologized to her older sister feeling Jefferson's words hit her again. Maybe she was selfish...she hated to think that. Ariel felt tears rising to her eyes.
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Post by Alana/Opal on Mar 21, 2013 22:00:59 GMT -5
Alana clung to Eric like he was a life preserver in an ocean storm. He always seemed to have a calming effect on her...
But Ariel's words backtracked the progress that Eric was trying to make. The rage was swelling within her. She took in a shuddering breath. "Your happy ending, Ariel, cost me mine..." Alana finally choked out. She turned and ran out the door.
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Post by Ariel on Mar 21, 2013 22:07:50 GMT -5
Ariel had no idea what Alana was talking about and she bolted after her. Happy ending? Ariel had no such thing and what did she do to stop Alana's happy ending?
"Alana?" Ariel yelled after her sister. Man she could run but then again so could Ariel they were very in shape from being mermaids.
"Alana please just talk to me!" She caught up with her for a moment. "Look you can scream and yell just please tell me whats going on?"
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Post by Prince Eric/ Ron Anderson on Mar 21, 2013 22:56:10 GMT -5
Eric decided to let the sisters work it out for themselves. He helped as much as he could he would go back to the station if Alana came there maybe he could at least get her to talk.
He put his hands in his pockets and walked back to the station.
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Post by Alana/Opal on Mar 22, 2013 7:27:28 GMT -5
"I DON'T HAVE TO TELL YOU ANYTHING!" Alana shot back. "That's the beauty of not being involved in each others lives anymore! YOU have your pirate, and I have my family. I WOULD say that I hope that makes you happy, but honestly I don't GIVE A CRAP."
She turned her back. All the lies and deceit on Ariel's part... and then Alana cutting her hair, a mermaid's pride and show of status, shaming herself just to obtain that wretched dagger to save her sister...all this and more had solidified it's self as cast iron bitterness that cut deeper at her heart every time she even LOOKED at Ariel.
"I HATE you and what you've done! It's YOUR fault we mermaids couldn't even FIND each other..." She knew she was grasping at straws now, but she just wanted Ariel to FEEL, down to her very CORE, the wrong she had done to her sister. "If you had stayed at home, instead of wandering off, going on yet ANOTHER adventure... pining to be a human, MAYBE we all would have been TOGETHER... AS A FAMILY. Instead you broke it... for 28 YEARS, Ariel!!!"
"Father breaks down almost every night...you make a King WEEP, Ariel... does that make you happy???" She was shaking again. She had to get away or she was going to have a full on attack. "He still loves you despite what you've done! Even though you gave your heart to a PIRATE... A PIRATE... the same breed of creature that SLEW OUR OWN MOTHER. I have tried to keep everything together... EVERYTHING... because I am Triton's Daughter! I don't abandon my duties! Not for ANYONE or ANYTHING. I would rather... TURN TO SEAFOAM."
And that set it off... Maleficent's price... for a tumble of the finest raven mermaid hair was not nearly enough to purchase the dagger; the dagger that would restore a mermaid's form to Ariel in her cursed state. The Hair was merely a binding contract... how far Alana would go. Her mermaid essence to restore Ariel's... leaving nothing in Alana's place but seafoam: THAT was the price upon the mermaid princess next in line for the throne.
At the time of the exchange, Alana didn't think twice. Ariel was a treasure, her dear youngest sister... and Alana had a duty to look after her.
But now... seeing how she treated the sacrificial gesture as trash... Alana's rage and hurt only strengthened... While Opal's lungs constricted. Alana fell to the pavement, gasping for air. How fitting if she would just die right here, like a fish out of water.
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Post by Ariel on Mar 22, 2013 12:10:41 GMT -5
Ariel went to her sister, " I had no idea... I am so sorry." Ariel was crying now, she felt terrible all her fears were real now. Somehow her father knew she shamed the family and still he loved her.
When Alana fell to the ground Ariel grabbed her. "Alana? Oh please whats going on do you need help? who can I call?" Ariel was panicking now.
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Post by Alana/Opal on Mar 22, 2013 14:29:41 GMT -5
Alana struggled with her purse to find her inhaler; this condition was imaginary... a figmant of a false memory born of the Dark Curse, and yet the mermaid experienced it as if it were real. She needed the relief that the little white device could provide.
Ariel was down by her. The older sister only wanted to scream at her to get away, but she could draw in no air to do so.
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Post by Ariel on Mar 22, 2013 19:16:20 GMT -5
Ariel helped her get her purse. Once Alana had what she was looking for Ariel felt she was able to breath now.
"If anyone should be Sea foam its me Alana. I don't deserve to be part of the family anymore. I know, that its why I haven't been looking for you. When I found Arista, she told me you were not here. At first when I become human I came here to find you all. I had no luck and I will admit I made huge mistakes. I never meant for any of this." Ariel's voice broke and she couldn't stop the tears from falling.
All she had lost for her dreams and she even hurt her family. Ariel just wanted adventure she didn't want to hurt her family on top of it. Ariel was selfish that killed her inside. She couldn't fight it she couldn't do anything about it. Here Alana was trying to keep her family together she was a good daughter.
"I know you don't care Alana but if you don't want to see me at least go see Arista she works at the photography studio. I'll go unless you would feel better screaming at me some more. I feel like that's all people seem to want to do to me so if it makes you feel better go right ahead." Ariel told her it was true Hook would scream at her, then Jefferson she was sure there were others and Ariel wondered how she failed so utterly at being a human.
She should be sea foam then maybe life wouldn't hurt anymore.
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Post by Alana/Opal on Mar 23, 2013 5:38:16 GMT -5
Alana breathed in the sweet air, calming herself down now that the inhaler was doing it's work. It gave Ariel a reprieve from her older sister's yelling, and time to talk herself.
The mermaid was forced to listen to the red-headed sister's plight. She had never expected Ariel to take so much blame on herself. Alana had imagined how their meeting would go down in her head so often, with Ariel looking so insensitive and leaving Alana in bitter tears. That was not how this meeting was going...Alana NEEDED Ariel to be that bad guy, to channel all this rage into... not a loving sister. Alana looked away.
"Tell me..." She finally managed, straining to keep her voice level. "What was the FIRST thing that you did upon reaching Storybrooke? Did you step off that ship and try to come find us? Or did you want to know more about the human world and how to fit IN? Did you go clubbing with girls who WEREN'T your sisters and then stumble on back to your ship to whore yourself to your beloved pirate?"
Ariel looked shocked at that. Alana knew... because she had been tracking down one of the six sisters that had frequented Club Robin during that awful curse, and spotted Ariel... getting drunk without a care in the world with a new family of women. Alana had followed her sister back to the docks that night, trying to build up the resolve to confront her sister...let her know that the sisters were indeed finding each other... when Ariel returned to... HIM.
"Do you want to know what I did? AS SOON as I remembered that I was a daughter of Triton?" Alana asked. "I put up flyers, frequented the convent, and even Dr. Hopper's office just to track down our sisters. I could find all but Attina and Arista. I will be sure to contact Arista... because I CARE about our family."
She collected her things back into her purse and got up. "I don't want to see you again, ever. You've hurt this family in ways you'll never understand. So go back to your club, sing your little songs; go back to forgetting about everything else except yourself. One of your many 'charming' talents, dear Ariel." Alana shouldered past her little sister, making her way down the street.
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Post by Ariel on Mar 23, 2013 11:43:38 GMT -5
Ariel sighed. Alana was right about everything, Ariel was so busy trying to learn about this world she forgot about all the important things. She made new friends she barely looked for her family though if she was to be honest she had no idea about making a poster the thought would have never occurred to her.
Then when she finally found a small place in this world. Ariel did whore herself out to Hook because she loved him and knew that was the only way she could even be close to him. Alana saying it the way she did made Ariel feel all the more like a sea wench then a mermaid princess. She loved to blame Hook for that but really the only person she could blame was herself.
Ariel knew she was probably better off becoming a mermaid again and leaving this word for good. No one wanted her not even her family now. She was in so many ways as damaged as Hook maybe that was why she couldn't find the strength to leave him. Ariel ran then back to the beach and the only place she felt anyone welcoming her for just being her the sea was always forgiving if not kind. She love to go to Else with this problem but she couldn't Ariel didn't want to admit to anyone how horrible of a sister she was or a daughter for that matter.
She made her way to her favorite spot and cried for it seemed the hundredth time since being human.
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Post by Alana/Opal on Mar 23, 2013 23:31:42 GMT -5
Alana made her way back to the Marine Garage. Her father was working on a Harley, his aqua eyes focused and determined, hiding the sadness of a widower and father with missing daughters.
"Hi dad." She said, smiling weakly.
"Alana, do you want to pass me that wrench?" He asked, not even looking up at her. She obeyed his instructions and he smiled to himself as he tightened a bolt on the motorcycle. "Care to help your old man? Not to busy with your... music thing?" He finally looked up at her, and his snowy brows immediately furrowed. "What's wrong, tadpole?"
"I think I know where Arista is now..." Alana said, looking down.
"But that's WONDERFUL news!" He bellowed, coming up to her and clasping her slim shoulders with his strong hands. "We must call her... NO... GO TO HER IMMEDIATELY..." HE put down his things and wiped his greasy hands on his uniform.
"...And I saw Ariel today." Alana added, devoided of emotion.
Triton paused at that. Relief and sadness mingled together as he now looked at the concrete ground. "Is... is she well?"
"Well enough." Alana allowed, trying to keep the bitterness out of her tone, for his sake.
"Is she still with...him?" He finally asked, meeting his second to eldest's violet eyes, his mouth in a thin line under his silky beard.
"Didn't ask." She retorted. Her eyes suddenly shut as emotion swelled up in her. "I hate her so much, Daddy."
"No... no Alana." He took his precious daughter in his arms. "It would break your mother's heart to hear that." He stroked her dark hair, even though it tore at him how short it was; the curse had apparently taken away her lovely raven tresses, as far as he knew. "You must never let you heart be consumed by darkness... only one pure of heart can rule the oceans... and until Attina is found..."
Alana pulled away with frustration. "Rule the oceans? Dad... THIS is our life now! All we have is our family and no way back home! Why can't you see that?" She said firmly. They had gone down this road so many times. The Ocean King had always seemed well enough together in the head... until they breached this topic. He seemed to think that everything could go back to the way they were before the curse.
He looked at her as if she had slapped him in the face... but then he smiled, as if what she said was just some sort of adorable, childish outburst.
"Silly tadpole." He grinned, playfully pinching her chin. "You will be Queen, and the talk of all the sea kingdoms. And Ariel will come around and sing in your honor. Just you watch."
Alana shook her head sadly, and took in a shuddering breath. "You're absolutely right Daddy." She didn't have the energy to make him see today... especially since the next day he would be back to this mindset again. He was seeing Archie Hopper, at Alana's suggestion, but all the sessions seemed to do was minimize his anger. "Let's go see Arista... I just... I just need an hour or so to..."
"You take your time, Alana." Triton smiled. "Look your best. You always do. Bell of the oceans..."
Alana walked further into the garage until she was walking down the hallway to the pool area. The structure had once been an indoor community recreational area until a newer one was built farther in town. The abandoned place was then converted into an auto service business, but some of the areas were still intact.
Alana walked down the concrete steps into the drained pool. She would often come down here to do some editing on her computer in solitude; she liked the blue tint of the pool and the severe lighting on the sides.
The acoustics were also amazing. She walked to the center, where the pool had a steep incline from the 5ft area to the 9ft area and sat down, leaning her back against the slope.
She wasn't as good a singer as Ariel... and she wasn't good with words... but Sebastien had always told her she had a gift for composing the most memorable melodies. She hummed, wordlessly, a melody that reflected the sadness she was feeling in her soul; it felt like a plague and she couldn't shake it. A single tear fell down her cheek as she hummed to her self with her alto voice...
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Post by Prince Eric/ Ron Anderson on Mar 24, 2013 17:17:07 GMT -5
Eric had to follow quickly to catch up to Alana. He watched her tear her sister apart and he figured she might be in need of a friend. As to questioning if Ariel deserved it or not that he didn't know but he was worried about Alana. He went to her fathers shop walking by and heard a beautiful voice. He followed it to a door and opened it.
Walking into the empty pool room he could hear Alana singing. He waited and watched her. His heart filling with emotion at her soft sweet voice.
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Post by Alana/Opal on Mar 24, 2013 22:05:52 GMT -5
Her eyes were closed, dark long lashes against her cheeks, as she finished the tune. She heard soft clapping. She quickly turned and peeked over the dip in the pool to see Prince Eric coming down the steps to join her. Alana was shocked, and hot with embarrassment.
"Wha... what are you doing here??" She wiped away the tears from her cheeks and looked at the exit into the main hallway. How did he get past her father? Did her father even know? He couldn't stay... the Ocean King would break his legs...
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