<div class="floatleft">(http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs44/f/2009/105/0/0/004aecc55fba34216b17e01a1a559512.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Meriel Nerine<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Drai'shok<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Marcus<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Meriel's Lake<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Meriel smiled as he swam next to her. She lived her life like the water she was made for. She went with the flow and allowed spontaneity to happen if it was meant to be. She wasn't a slut, but she wasn't a prude. If something happened, it happened. It was the life of an artist, truly.<br/><br/>That's when she realized she'd forgotten to answer one of his questions. Popping back up, she floated on her back and enjoyed the water.<br/><br/>"Thank you. And you're quite good at swimming. Oh! And earlier you asked about the glass art. Sorry that I forgot to answer. Yes, I made them all. Glass art is a tradition of the Drai."<br/><br/>She smiled and then grinned before slipping beneath the water and swimming quickly around him, teasing him by grabbing his leg and arm occasionally and giggling like an imp.