[It wasn't the first time that Mukuro Rokudo had been caught and sent to some far flung prison for piracy, but it was the first time that instead of escaping using his own wits and cunning, he would have supernatural help with it.
At first, when he heard the singing, he thought it was just more bawdy songs that sailors sang to pass the time. But no, the sound was far sweeter, hypnotic. It was alluring enough that Mukuro had almost missed that underlying tone of danger, and Mukuro had only managed to stuff cloth into one of his ears before the ship ran aground on rocks, tossing him hard against the metal of his jail cell.
The next thing he was aware of was washing ashore on rocks, the sound of men screaming and crying out as they met their fates a dull echo compared to the sound of the waves. He opened one eye blearily, gaze landing on what he assumed was one of the sirens. She was beautiful enough, to be sure.]
What a shame.
[His hand closed down on a jagged piece of metal that had been part of his jail cell, debating on whether he should immediately go on the defensive or charm a siren.]
sounds good \o/ also forever tl;drs sorry
At first, when he heard the singing, he thought it was just more bawdy songs that sailors sang to pass the time. But no, the sound was far sweeter, hypnotic. It was alluring enough that Mukuro had almost missed that underlying tone of danger, and Mukuro had only managed to stuff cloth into one of his ears before the ship ran aground on rocks, tossing him hard against the metal of his jail cell.
The next thing he was aware of was washing ashore on rocks, the sound of men screaming and crying out as they met their fates a dull echo compared to the sound of the waves. He opened one eye blearily, gaze landing on what he assumed was one of the sirens. She was beautiful enough, to be sure.]
What a shame.
[His hand closed down on a jagged piece of metal that had been part of his jail cell, debating on whether he should immediately go on the defensive or charm a siren.]