The Secrets

Everyone has secrets. They ate the last slice of cake at a party. They split their pants trying this new dance move. But no one has ever really had their whole person being a secret. Or have they?
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Port Song is a small port in the middle of Europe, lands rich in mystery and the lives of the supernatural. The town looks incredibly normal to the naked eye, however not everything is at is seems. From vampires to werewolves, to witches and mermaids. The town has everything, except the rarest creatures of them all, SIRENS. or do they? Sirens were forbidden from coming onto land over 100 years ago, due to their hypnotic song dragging sailors to their deaths. Now they live in secret. No one has seen a siren for over 100 years, not even the mermaids who share the ocean with them. Many thought that they had passed into legend, others don't believe they existed.
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Gender:
Age:
Species:
Family:
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Children:
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Full Name: Nereus Songwe
Nickname: Ner
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Species: Siren but sshh
Family: Her big brother Evander, her parents were killed at sea
Love: No one, a siren doesn't find love
Children: None
Extra: She has a fish called Gemini
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Full Name: Evander Songwe
Nickname: Ev
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Species: Vampire - our father was a vampire and he takes after him
Family: My sister Nereus
Love: Nope
Children:None
Extra: I travel on the ocean a lot
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Full Name: Iris Carmichael
Nickname: Iris
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Species: Witch
Family: None, she lives alone, her parents died in a car crash years ago
Love: No one
Children: None
Extra: I have a cat called Rufus
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Full Name: Catalina Monet
Nickname: Lina.
Gender: Female
Age: 26
Species: Siren
Family: Unknown
Love: Unknown
Children: Unknown
Extra: She moved to the town five years ago from Normandy and has taken up residence as the barmaid of the sailors bar;  The Sailor's Knot
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Full Name: Zayan Wilson
Nickname: Zed
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Species: Human
Family: Parents who live in the town, a younger brother who is studying away
Love: Widowed
Children: None
Extra: Zayan has lived in the town all of his life, he has taken over his father's business as a fisherman but this is a legacy he does not want.
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((Awesome shall we rp?))

(( Sure! You first and I'll take your lead. I am fine with the characters knowing each other a little already too - if yours have been in the town for a little while too? ))

((Yeah and I think that gets past the awkwardness of first meetings))
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Nereus was sat on a rock near the ocean her brother due back on the boats any day now and she was eager to find him, he had been away for a few weeks and she was eager to see her brother. As she sat on the rock she started to sing a soft song after looking around to see that she was alone

"I knew you would be here, amie." Purred Catalina's French accent as she dropped down beside her friend a minute into the song. Pushing a glass of sparkling rosè wine into her hand as she kept the bottle to herself. "I always think them foolish, going out on the boats with the amount of losses over the past six months.

“Yeah I know, Evan always did have a death wish.” She laughed softly. “Especially after our parents.” She sighed softly, sipping the wine. “Always good taste Cat.” She told her with a smile

"Could you imagine the early end I would have met by now if I didn't have good taste? My mother would have had me hung had I not learned from her wine consiuerre ways." She snorted with her laughter, leaning back to take some swigs from the bottle. "Evan will return, he has a debt he needs to return to me."

“You’ve never told me what this debt is.” Nereus asked her as she sipped the drink. “You’ve been on about this debt before he left.”

Catalina just offered her a grin, topping up her glass of wine before nodding over to Zayan as he heaved a crate of freshly caught fish off of his boat, eagerly changing the subject to avoid giving an answer; "Why did no one tell me the man has a deceased wife? He must have married her young. Rowan was talking about it whilst we were stocking up this morning."

“Thought you knew, he doesn’t really talk about it.” She shrugged. “He told me whilst I was working at the cafe a while ago.” She shrugged. “He is pretty cute though.”

"He has sad eyes." Catalina answered quietly. "Sad in the same way Evander's are. Though, I never thought a legacy fisherman would be your type."

She shrugged. “I don’t really have a type remember.” She told her. “Okay seriously what is going on with you and my brother?” She told her as she emptied her glass and offered her the glass for a top up. “Anyway he’s older than my brother I doubt I would be his type.”

"You do not believe you have a type, but you certainly have a type. I can list three interests and tell you how one is similar to the other. It is nothing to be embarrassed of." She laughed, an arm wrapping around her shoulders to pull her in. "Nothing is going on, he and I are friends like you and I are."

“Friends don’t keep talking about his eyes.” She told her. “He’s a vampire, of course his eyes are amazing.” She leant into her when she pulled her closer. “Go on then oh wise best friend what is my type?”

"It is nothing to do with how they look, it is the emotion they hold - he has sad eyes." Catalina frowned. "You're type; a family legacy, you like it when they have generational wealth and responsibility, the second thing you like are quiet ones - brooding and thoughtful looking, and finally it is a creative; the day he came into the Knot and you spotted Zayan crafting those seashells into a fish you looked like you had won the lottery."

“But like I said I’m probably a bit young for him.” She reminded her. “ it yeah he does have sad eyes, I’ve not seen him with happy eyes for a while.”

"We aren't discussing realism, we are discussing your crushes. You are always so serious." Catlina snorted, pushing her away in jest - though pulling her back into her side almost instantly. "You and Evan must come to my home tomorrow. He'll be home today, he wouldn't possibly let you go through the anniversary of your parents passing without him and I will not allow either of you to go through it without me."

Ner nodded. “Yeah, We will be there.” She told her with a smile in promise. “So who is your crush anyway.”

"Me? Oh, I can't think of any." Catalina hummed. "I got disastrously drunk at the work party last week and kissed Rowan... a little more than kissed, actually, but there was nothing involved in it."

Ner looked to her. “Hold up you kissed Rowan?!” She looked to her in shock before she started laughing and she clapped her hand. “Tell me everything! Share your gossip woman.” She told her playfully

"Brilliant kisser, wonderful!" She laughed, catching Ner's hands and swinging them between the two of them like a young teenager would. Letting go so thaf she could motion with her hands as she continued; "Hold against tye wall, pull my hair type. In bed though? Awful! Never again, not even drunk."

“Oh my god, seriously!” She laughed softly. “God you’re so lucky, Evan doesn’t ever let me get drunk when he can’t supervise me.” She told her. “And a vampire brother can be pretty scary.”

"You are an adult, you can get drunk whenever you like. Alone or otherwise." She laughed quietly. "You must stand up to him."

“It’s difficult to stand up to Evan, you know how he is.” She told her. “But you know I wouldn’t have thought that he would have been that bad he talked a good game.” She told her trying to steer the topic back to their gossip