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[When Ariel burst out of the sea, she had expected to still be in the water. What she wasn't expected was to be stuck up in a tree.

At least, she thinks it's called a tree. Whatever it is, she's stuck in it, and the ground is pretty far beneath her.

She leans over to cling to the trunk of the tree and stares down, wondering how she got up here and how to get down and - and is that... is that the ground?

Then she... She's on the land?

Ariel slowly looks over to her legs. Legs. Legs! She can't help stretching one out, and the shock on her face turns into elation. It worked! The spell worked! Oh, she has to find Eric now! She -

She's so happy that she very nearly falls out of the tree, and she holds tightly to the trunk again. Yeaaah, she should. Probably not move much right now, even for Eric.

Maybe someone will come along...]

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[Since Ariel has been well and saved Spike will come along afterwords, puffing idly on a cigarette. He only notices her because of her flagrant Disney coloration, otherwise lost in his own head.]

It's cold out here, you know. [He flicks the butt away from them, taking a step towards her and forging slow, steady eye contact.] Didn't your gran teach you to put a coat on?

[By now Ariel has found a modest dress, though... he's right, she isn't wearing a coat. It's not like she didn't find one, but she'd rather feel the snow and grass beneath her.

In fact, she's lying in the snow, and his voice makes her look at him, then sit up, a sheepish smile on her face while she runs a hand over her hair a few times. That was... probably embarrassing.

She's not sure about the "gran" comment, but she does brighten up a bit as she points to the wall of a building, where her coat lies as if it was dropped. It's there, it's just... not on!]

[Spike sighed and went to retrieve said garment, no stranger to embarrassment himself. He gestured for her to stand, wings rustling a bit in impatience as he held open her coat for her.] You'll catch your death out here, yeah?

[Even after she's spent a little while walking, it's still hard for Ariel to stand. Once he gestures, she leans forward to place her hands on the ground, then leans her weight on them as she slowly gets her feet under her and straightens out her legs. They wobble and shake, and once they're straight, she has to wave her arms in an effort not to fall.

But she manages it, and she... can't help staring at the coat for a second. What's he doing with it? Does he want her to...?

Ah, okay. Ariel gets it. She thinks. So, she slowly holds out her arms, though slowly, as if she's unsure if this is the right action or not.]

[He tilts his head, watching her carefully; ready to catch her should she fall.] You alright there, luv? [Slowly, he slips on her coat one arm at a time, a bit awkwardly until he manages it. He looks at it, triumphant, rubbing his hands together.]

..You eat anything today? [Spike asks as something of an afterthought, thinking she might be shaking from hypoglycemia.]

[The term makes her smile, though in a somewhat flustered way. No one's really called her that before... But it's a nice thing to say. Now if only she could find Eric and get him to say it.

... The thought of Eric worries her, but she tries not to dwell on it. Instead, she wraps her arms around the coat once it's on, then looks at him again once he asks that question. Now that she thinks about it...

She shakes her head, her smile a little helpless. She's kind of hungry, too, since he mentioned it...]

[Spike sighs, waving for her to follow after. It would just figure that she's mute too.] Sorry, I uh. Don't know sign language or any of that rot.

[Well that's okay, she doesn't know sign language either. As a result, Ariel looks a little lost from what he said, but then just waves it aside and takes a step -

Only to wobble slightly to the side, and she raises up both arms out to her sides to act as balance. Okay okay, she's got this, it's not like she's fallen over or anything. Just... okay.

She takes another step, and she sways again, as if she's walking on a tightrope instead of solid ground. BUT SHE'S GOT THIS.]

Spike watches it all with barely contained disbelief, shaking his head at the sight. He can rely on vampire reflexes so he needn't hover, but it's still his instinct to hang close just in case. "You would think she'd never walked on her own two feet before," he muttered softly, flashing her a brief smile. He hadn't actually meant to say it aloud, but now he wondered, in the words of Cordelia, just what this bird's damage was.

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But Ariel did hear that. Fortunately, she doesn't seem too insulted. In fact, he's exactly right, and she shows it by giving him a sheepish smile and a nod. This is her first time on two feet, and walking while keeping your back straight and your balance upright is much, much different than swimming through the water where buoyancy governs where your balance goes.

Somehow, she thought it'd be easier than this. Of course, Ariel expected some trouble, but... not this much.

"..Oh." Well, that made him feel like a dick, and not just because she'd heard him. Maybe she was some demon-thing and this place had given her a human body. That had to be rough; he could commiserate sort of. By proxy. Ish. "You need... any help?"

No! No, she doesn't need any help. Well, she could use it, but... Now that she's had some help with walking already, she'd like to try it herself.

She holds up a hand in a stop motion and shakes her head as a result, then uses that same hand to just hold out in front of her as a form of balance. As long as she's slow, she can do it. She totally can.

He nods, shoving his hands back in his pockets, though he trails after her at a snail's pace just in case. "..Could you speak before?" A beat. "You know, this place."

That's... a tough question for her. She lost it at home thanks to Ursula. But that only lasted for a few seconds, and now she's here. So, in a way... technically, she couldn't speak for those few seconds.

But she has a feeling he doesn't want to get into technicalities. Besides, it'd be too tough to explain without something to write with. Instead, she nods, her smile somewhat sad at the thought. She loves to sing... Now she can't even do that anymore.

..Yeah. Sorry. [He says lamely after a moment, rounding the corner onto the street. The moonlight's all bright and stuff tonight, lucky thing.]

[She shakes her head, still smiling, though it grows happier. It's okay. She's happy. This is something she's wanted all her life. Even though she had to lose something, this is still a dream come true.

She stops for a moment to look up at the moon. Under the sea, the moon is so distorted. Here... it's bright, beautiful and a perfectly round shape.]

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