littleredsiren: (summer smiles~~)
Iris is fairly sure the book she grabbed from the library (after cajoling the lady who was working today into letting her in with Erik in her arms) on goat care was up to date, but she'd be checking the internet later just to make sure.  For now, she finds herself stopping at the pet store and leaving with bags full of alfalfa, and treats especially made for farm animals. She's struggling under the weight of a little box like device that the owner assured her would be suitable and once she reaches the park, she just gives up.

Flopping back on the grass, surrounded by bags and a happy little goat, she sighs happily. The sun soaks into her skin and she can feel her muscles, tense from anxiety and the weight of her bags, relaxing. It's only a few more blocks to her apartment, and for now, she's content to just lay here with her goat for awhile.

ooc: this is literally just b/c I'm bored and Iris now owns a goat named Erik and it's probably my favourite thing to ever happen k bye (and we're so pretending goats can be indoor animals don't look at meeeee)
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 It's been nearly a week since her meeting with Lara and she still hasn't taken the time to practice her transformations. Waking from a nightmare at nearly 5 in the morning seems like the perfect cue to get out to the sea side when no one's around to work on it. Throwing on a bathing suit and tossing a few things, including a breakfast in case she stays late, she slips out of the apartment building and down to a fairly secluded part of the shore.

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littleredsiren: (tiny smiles)

Iris stretches out happily once she gets to the beach, her toes curling into the sand as her spine pops. She'd left a message in his letterbox for Bach to meet her for his first lesson today, but didn't specify a time. She was planning on spending the entire day here anyway, so why bother? Peeling off the large shirt she used to cover her bathing suit, for modest of course, she folds it carefully before heading to the water's edge.

Tiny waves lap at her feet invitingly, probably colder than might be comfortable for most, but she'd never had an issue with cold water. A happy sigh escapes her lips, it's been so long since she's gotten a good ocean swim. She wades out to her hips before diving in, slipping through the water like she was born there. A minute or so later, she surfaces with a happy little laugh. Pushing her damp hair away from her face, she revels in the happiness that comes with being in the water, and the memories of swimming with her mother as a child.

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iris. 25.


Iris was born into one of the oldest siren families in Greece and inherited her mother's powers. Due to an unfortunate car accident when she was only 6, she was shuttled off to family who didn't know about her heritage. Between their emotional abuse and the trauma of the accident, she repressed all memories of having powers. At 25, she finally broke away from them, moving to Siren Cove.