Jaime had lived a relatively sheltered life. That was until the scarab had come along and ruined it. Now it feels as if he can't go anywhere without something strange, magical, or alien adjacent happening to and around him. Today is no different.

Paco and Brenda had invited him to the beach for a nice little break. Jaime has been patrolling and going out on mission after mission with little to no breaks. He was grateful for the moment of peace and even relished in the El Paso sun's hot rays. The tired male didn't even care that Brenda and Paco have now left him to have some 'alone time' by some rocks. Just thinking about it has him cringing.

That was until he'd been hit by something. An exclamation escapes him and he blinks open his eyes to see a... seashell? Jaime quickly sits up and looks around only for his eyes to widen. Right in front of him is the top half of the most beautiful being he's ever seen before. That's not the most jarring part. It's the shimmering tail hitting the water's surface momentarily before hiding back under the water.

"Wha-... Who are you?" Jaime can't help but blurt out in a stunned manner.