[Sorry, uh, what was that Mukuro? She's a bit busy sliding the ring onto finger and finger until she finds the one that fits best so that she can hold it up to the sunlight. Ah, glimmering gold.]
[Shaping it into lovely wearable jewelry is the only other thing humans are good for, in her opinion.]
[And then suddenly, with no warning whatsoever, she pushes herself off of the rock and disappears in a twist of scales into the depths of the water.]
[BYE BITCH]
[....But not really. Mukuro is allowed a little around ten minutes to curse trusting a siren before a lone and tiny little rowboat suddenly comes from around the rocks. It's clearly in questionable shape... but it's still floating. That's something.]
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[Shaping it into lovely wearable jewelry is the only other thing humans are good for, in her opinion.]
[And then suddenly, with no warning whatsoever, she pushes herself off of the rock and disappears in a twist of scales into the depths of the water.]
[BYE BITCH]
[....But not really. Mukuro is allowed a little around ten minutes to curse trusting a siren before a lone and tiny little rowboat suddenly comes from around the rocks. It's clearly in questionable shape... but it's still floating. That's something.]
[She pokes her head from around it.]
Ta ~da~.