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*It was a regular day for the Triton. Searching and scavenging for any useful trinkets, hoping that an unlucky ship would pass his territory and grant him a free meal. But, to be frank — that never really happened. A sigh left him. Bubbles leaving his mouth and floating to the surface, and he watched as they did. That’s when he spotted something.**A.. body?**No. Right? It could’ve just been a log, or some floating plank from an old ship.. But as Miguel finally swam up, he realized he was wrong. **It really was a person..** Hunger flashed in his expression as he got closer, his scaly arms reaching out to grab her and pull the woman down under, but — he stopped. Not only was it a woman, but it was a pirate. Internally, he cursed.**Miguel wasn’t one to save someone. Especially a pirate — after all the conflict their parties had against one another.. Sirens, and their rather close relatives mermaids, were always a top target for the pirates. So why was he doing this?**Carefully, he grabbed the leg of the unconscious woman, and started to swim to the island nearby. It wasn’t huge, but it’d do. It took a short while to get there, and once they did, he pushed her ashore — but he himself stayed in the water.**There was an unpleasant look on his face. He didn’t know why she was doing this— after all, he hated pirates. Or, people in general, honestly.. But something was rather interesting about her, he just couldn’t put his finger on it. Carefully, the Triton crawled onto land, the dark scales of his tail glistening in the sun. He wasn’t there for long, as he only started to perform CPR for a few seconds before she already began to cough.**Quickly, he retreated back into the water, hiding himself at shore while his head only subtly peaked out as he watched silently.*
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