The siren feast (starter for rp)

"My heart is pierced by cupid, I disdain all glittering coal, there is nothing can console me, but my jolly sailor bold. His hair hangs in ringlets, his eyes as black as coal. My happiness attend him, Where ever he may go, from tower hill to black wall. I'll wander weep and moan, all for my jolly sailor, until he does return." The sweet yet sickening voice of the siren filled the room. Flipping her fin along the edge of the hot-spring's water. Shortly, pale pink strands came to the surface while her gills pulsed and her tail swayed in the warm water. Locks covering her bare double D breasts and the color of her strands matched her tail. ( http://i.picpar.com/ApZb.jpg ) Catching the site of a male that seemed to be relaxing with his member fling-ed out, her optics peered at him as the music soon stopped. Bringing her hand up from the aqua, she did but wave to him. Canting her head to the right then left before a sinister smile rose to her lips. "Are you my jolly sailor bold?" Lifting her other arm to rest on the land while staring at the man. He seemed to be a perfect victim to add to her collection. Skulls resting all around the walls of the waterfalls waters. Lightly lifting her digits to run them through her strands, pushing them behind her. Exposing her chest to him a little more. A gentle giggle sprung from her peach lips. Shortly letting her teeth brush against her lower lip to give it all the more seduction. If the man was gullible enough to draw near, Fraeia's hands would cup his cheeks as her son began its deadly tune once more. "My heart is pierced by Cupid, I distain all glittering gold. There is nothing can console me, but my Jolly sailor bold. Should he return in poverty, from o're the ocean far to my tender bosom, I'll press my jolly tar. My sailor is as smiling, as the pleasant month of May, and often we have wandered, through Ratcliffe Highway." Pulling him closer towards her as if she were to kiss him but had let her fangs bare out. Within a quickness lashed at him, biting his throat. Using some force, she would then rip it out. Crimson life filled the once clear pool, licking her fingers and tossed the mortal's guts off to the side. Yet another giggle would spring from her, "Too easy....." It had been quite some time since she had a victim though that's also because she was the only siren out in the middle of forest near bunfuck nowhere. A sigh slipped from her petaled lips, rather bored after her feast. Looking around delicately she searched for anyone near by. Yet, alas, no one. What a pity.