<div class="floatleft">(https://img.wattpad.com/0a2a42bae1d8e0e0b68310f295ae92307c4c6828/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f676e54456a75646a59774c4167773d3d2d3430343135353730312e313462393032396238363265363734363838363238333336323836362e6a7067?s=fit&amp;w=720&amp;h=720)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ursula (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15710918#msg15710918)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Long sleeve black romper with several sexy cut outs, black open toe heels and designer bag (https://i.pinimg.com/474x/eb/a7/2d/eba72d42a00d481055b9b1af5026c864.jpg)<br/><strong>Date|Time:</strong>December 1<sup>st</sup>| Approximately 1AM<br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>The Riptide</em><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Theo | Open<br/><strong>Mentioning:</strong>Merida<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Lilac eyes glittered at the mention of gifts as Theo joined her on the wave-like couch (https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/shopping?q=tbn:ANd9GcQRpWocyJCa1lGcPYtIDdJd8KlWB3EChV8plvFZFTUIGM3eQJPBjbr8OYuouNI&amp;usqp=CAE) sidled up to her right side. Divine jewels fashioned into the shape of octopi clutching round, lovely pearls in their grasps were fastened to her ears and Ursula glanced into the mirror hanging to her left to examine them. Beaming a satisfied smirk, she spun to look upon the chocolate masterpiece of a man. <br/><br/><strong>"These are lovely. Did you manage to pick them out all on your own or did you get a little help from your so-called <em>friends</em>?"</strong> It was only a joke and the playful grin she wore clearly conveyed such even in the lowest lighting. Leaning forward to close the space between them, Ursula dipped her head into the crook of his neck placing a suckling sort of kiss there, pulling away before things got too carried away as they easily could with this man.<br/><br/><strong>"You're appearance tonight is actually perfect. Come. I want to show you something."</strong> Standing from the couch, Ursula made it a point to step past the seated Theo knowing full well he would be eye level with the heft of her backside that was threatening to spill out of the bottom of her shorts. Still, she behaved cooly, giving no indication that it had been intentional.<br/><br/>Crossing to the wall beyond the couch, Ursula gazed through a large porthole window to the pool where a sea of red hair lie floating. The woman it belonged to was lazily floating along her back, lithe body accentuated by the barely-there shell bra and plunging waistline of the fake Mermaid tail wrapped snug around her. With Theo now at her side,, Ursula gave a wave of her hand over the window causing the glass to ripple and magnify on the womans face. <br/><br/><strong>"I know you've got a thing for redheads. Her name is Merida, Scottish girl."</strong> She paused to chuckle softly, watching her slender form swim with grace. <strong>"That ones got spirit for sure yet, I've not been able to get her into one of my shells,"</strong> She was referencing, of course, her trademark necklaces; symbols of agreements with Ursula and enchanted to be visible only to herself and the wearer. These agreements were typically dastardly and were always crafted in such a way to be to Ursulas benefit more than the other. <strong>"This is where you come in, my dear friend. Find out what it is she wants. And don't get any ideas about getting your little friends involved; this one is mine. Who knows,"</strong> She finally looked away from the woman, grabbing Theo by his shirt and pulling him into an impromptu and very passionate kiss. <br/><br/><strong>"If she can survive me, maybe I'll let you keep her for yourself."</strong> she breathed out onto his full lips, her purple eyes having darkened more to the shade of a rich sangria; a hint as to the darkness that lie beneath.</span>