Post by Flame on Dec 30, 2014 22:44:24 GMT -5
It moved, with one swish of the tail, it moved, closer to her. So had it noticed her? The obvious answer to the question was no, otherwise why would it swim towards her. The other answer was yes, it just did not care, did not think her someone who was dangerous to it. Why should it? Its mouth could probably stretch to a size to be nearly as large as her, its body was long probably well muscled. If she didn't fight back most likely it could tear her to shreds in seconds. But that was only IF she did not. Underestimating fishman was never a good idea.
Shifting slightly Merle hefted a harpoon in her hand. The large panda shark was probably ten meters away from her. Slowly it rolled in closer, drifting casually through the waters. She tensed, drawing the harpoon backwards with her arm she got ready and then shot her arm forward. Swinging into it, she hurled the weapon through the water. Piercing through the water it hit the skin the tip breaking through and making a small puncture hole lodging itself in the shark's left fin. Reacting the shark swung its fin wildly back and forth trying to dislodge the harpoon but it was to no avail, it was firmly placed. Barbs on the end of the harpoon made it hard for it to become lost. Merle laughed to herself throwing off some of the dust that had been picked up by moving water and laid itself upon her. It always amused her how animals fought such bindings, amused at how stupid they were. Now was her time.
Pushing off the seas floor, she emerged from her semi-camouflaged position, sand and what not rolled off her skin as it was pushed around by small currents. With a kick of her legs her body shot through the water, it propelled her forward toward the panda shark. Her streamlined form allowed her to quickly close the gap quickly, the shark if it had not already also noticed her. Recognizing its enemy its jaw flung open baring multiple layers of sharpened teeth at her. She did not stop her charge, the rows of teeth were no surprise, it did not phase her the slightest. Instead as she kicked her legs to send her faster towards the sea beast she twisted slightly belly facing up in the water. Her trajectory changing slightly she aimed below the shark's path.
Five meters, three meters, one meter, the shark's eyes widened slightly as Merle's body sped under him. Twisting once more one foot swung through the water and crashed headlong into the shark's side just below the damaged left fin. With one of her open hands she grabbed the shaft of the harpoon pulling on it as she kicked. Not that she could see but shark's eyes bulged as she said "Yonhyakumaigawara Mawashigeri" Finishing her kick's swing she launched the large shark sideways through the water, the harpoon tearing its way through the shark's fin. Merle's keen eyes watched the shark as it nursed its wound for a moment after recovering. Now maybe it would know its place, she was the hunter not it.
Still annoyed as it was it swam towards her, teeth out and ready to attack. Well it swam to her as best it could with one broken fin. While it could get speed its accuracy was bad, and its swam horribly drafting off towards the right. Merle laughed for a moment, her high pitched voice echoing for only a short distance through the water, dropping the harpoon onto the ocean's floor for a moment. As the shark constantly tried to correct its heading she swam toward it too now. If she was not before then now she was definitely the more agile in the water. As they met she stretched her arms out to full width turning sideways she put one hand on each side of the shark's mouth and held the two parts apart. It took much of her arm strength but she kept its mouth from closing. Now with its only weapon neutered, she went to work with her feet beating into its side with her feet.
She rained kick after kick into the shark's side. After a barrage of kicks she finally knocked it unconscious, its body went limp and finally she pulled it slowly to the sea floor. Pulling it along she went to gather the stuff she had left upon the ground when she started the hunt. There was her rope that would allow her to tie up her catch along with the other catches she had stored. Then she could bring them into town to sell to a nearby restaurant. Yep that was the plan, this was her life in the blues, nothing special, nothing at all.