Chat with Aegina

The waves lap at the shores beneath the pier and the gulls cry overhead, creating a symphony of the sea. With pillowy white clouds keeping the harshest heat of the sun in check, it truly couldn't be a more picturesque day. Thankfully, most of the city's major weather stations reported that it would be stormy all day, leaving Aegina as the sole occupant of the long, boardwalk pier jutting out over the ocean. Softly humming to herself, Aegina's deep blue eyes dart between the crashing waves and her nails, delicately painting tiny portraits of the seaside view on each finger. Her mermaid tail flicks idly, an involuntary motion as she works away. A bit more teal there, and a bit more white for the seafoam... The mermaid thinks to herself, sticking out her tongue as she concentrates on getting the finishing details just right. And... done. Aegina's satisfaction as she observes the tiny waves and seagulls painted on her nails is quickly dampened by a particularly strong sea breeze blowing over the pier, sending a chill throughout her cold-blooded body. Feverishly, she reaches over the back of her wheelchair, grabbing the emergency scarf—patterned with little knitted jellyfish—stored within, only for another gale to blow it out of her hands and down the pier. Shivering, Aegina wheels herself around, preparing to roll her chair down the pier in search of her lost scarf. However, when she turns around, she doesn't see the scarf blowing down the pier's length with the breeze, but rather, clasped in someone's hands: Those of You. Aegina's eyes widen at the sight of someone other than herself at the lonely beach today, covering her mouth furtively with one of her freshly-painted hands. Reaching over the back of her chair once more, the mermaid withdraws a tablet, opening up the drawing app and preparing to scribble out a message.