Trevor looked out on the water, eager and ready to mind the supposed merpeople that lived out here. He knew a good handful of people had seen them but today as the day he was going to catch one and hopefully it could do him some use. Maybe turn it into a attraction to get the most money out of the thing, he smiled at his thoughts before snapping out of them as men started to shout on the deck "There's one!" "Get the harpoons!" "Aim... Fire!" "Divers, take the nets and go get it!" Were jsut a couple of things shouted on that deck as Trevor sat back watched everything go down. Once the drivers returned from the water and a net wrapper merperson was placed on the deck, he grinned and walked over to it, keeping a safe distance though as he didn't want to get hit by the failing tail. "This one is perfect... I will give you the amount as discussed but for now throw him in a tank so he doesn't dry out on me" Trevor spoke to the boss in charge of the men, which he nodded and ordered the men to do as Trevor said. It took a handful of men (maybe around 10 or so) to get the merman up and into a small tank full of warm water as it had been sitting in the sun for awhile. Once he was in there, they turned the boat around and headed straight back to shore.

Sage hissed at the man who seemed to be in charge when he came closer, and did his best to hit the man with his tail, though he was smarter than a lot of people and kept his distance. When the other men grabbed him again, he sent his tail into the first few, and based off the noise it made, he'd killed at least one of them and broken a few bones in the others. Soon enough though, they'd piled up on him and tossed him into the water, which really didn't feel much different than just being in the sun. He was panting already, quite heavily, and was forced to calm down after a while because of the high temperature. His head was already swimming by the time the boat had started to move again, and he desperatly wished for the nice, cool water of the ocean. He could feel the sun against his back, and while it was sometimes nice in the winter, it was definitely not nice in the middle of the summer. It was already starting to burn, and he knew it would only get worse. He tried to look down at his tail and judge the depth of the wound, but the small amount of water had already turned murky with his blood. Between that and the fog that had settled over his mind and his blurring vision, he really couldn't tell much about it. But if it was bleeding this much still, it was definitely a rather large wound. It had gone straight through his fin, and it had torn...he knew that...he just wished he could know how much. Either way, it was all he could do to press as far down and away from the sun as possible. The tank really wasn't much bigger than a bathtub though, so it didn't do him much good. Hopefully, the trip would be short and they could get him out of the sun, where he could plan out what to do next.

After a somewhat long while (maybe thirty minutes or so) the boat had finally reached the dock. Trevor walked off along with the captian of the boat, as they went to go do the money transaction. After that was done they walked back where Trevor saw the men about to move the merman to a larger tank which would help the merman out of the bloodied water and be easier for transportation to the huge tank they had back at home. Yes, Trevor was a money hungry man but he still had a decent mind to not let the things he captured be left untreated as it hurt him slightly to see but at the same time it wouldn't be good for selling if the thing was battered up. As the men were about to get the merman out Trevor spoke "Just keep that boy in there, it'd be less of a hassle and would keep another man alive or unhurt" He motioned to the man that had met with the mermans tail earlier and was now covered in a cloth, dead. The men nodded as they changed plans, the tank was then lifted by a small crane from the boat to the back of a trailer, as soon as it was secured down, the trailer headed off to the building at the back of the Winston's masion, where Trevor kept all things he had captured. After finishing up with some business Trevor soon left and headed back to the mansion himself

Sage had let himself rest in the bottom of the small tank for a while, until the boat stopped. He groggily raised his head and listened to the men's voices, trying to figure out what was going on. He failed around again when he noticed them coming towards him, though settled down once they walked away again. Of course, he was surprised when he was hoisted into the air, the noise of whatever machiene that was carrying him much too loud. It sent his frantic efforts to escape off again, and he thrashed around wildly for a good long moment even after his small tank had been set down in a building somewhere. He settled down eventually though, just relieved to be out of the sun. The water was still much too warm, but his head cleared a bit after a while of sitting in the dark. It wasn't completely dark, but it wasn't outside sun either. But...they'd just left him here and walked away. He couldn't understand why...there was a much larger tank right there. He was still wrapped up in the net though, and muzzled, so he wasn't sure what he'd do if they did put him there. At least the water would be cooler, and he could stretch out a little bit. He busied himself by trying to look around at everything around him, trying to see where he was at and what was going on. He couldn't see out of the bloodies water all too well though, so he couldn't make out very much. His head was still foggy though, so he eventually just sett;ed down at the bottom of his current tank again.

Trevor soon arrived at the warehouse (is what everyone called it), walking past all his other "collectables", he went straight to the back where a secluded area was. Back there, there was the huge olympic side swim-pool tank and then the small tank that was now all murky from the mermans blood. He walked straight up to the small tank and examined the wound that the harpoon had done on it's tail, the hole was huge, maybe tennis ball sized entrance hole, and tore straight through. Luckily the exit hole wasn't as big and it looked like the tail would make a full recovery, of course if stitches were provided and the only person he would trust to come stitch up the thing then not go blab to others was his daughter. So Trevor he ordered his assistant to go fetch the girl and told another handful of men that worked at the warehouse to load the merman into the huge tank, as he didn't have another place to put him, and he would have rather not have his newest collection to be marinating in warm blood water.

Sage sort of just rested in the tank until he heard footesteps heading towards him. He was immedietly alert and twisting to see the man, though the space he was in was really too small to turn very much. He did his best though, despite the fog from the water and no doubt blood loss. His efforts ramped up again when his tank was picked up and moved across the room, though before he knew what was happening the tank tipped over and he was thrown into...something. He let himself float down to the bottom of the pool, letting the much cooler water clear his mind and peering around. He was still tangled up in the net, so he couldn't swim around too much...but at least he could unfurl his tail, which had definitely started to cramp up from being in the same curled up position for so long. There was something connected to the muzzle that was leading out of the water, no doubt so they had a hold of him. The tank he was in was big enough for him to give them quite the run for their money. He turned to investigate the throbbing tail, and wasn't surprised to discover quite a few other smaller cuts along his body from the net and boat floor. But the worst was his tail by far, and it was still bleeding. He wished he had seeweed to bind the wound, though if he'd been caught he didn't think they'd let him bleed out. But then again, he just didn't know. And he was definitely scared, and hungry, and still hot...and uncomfortable to say the least.

Oliver walked over to her door, in a bit of surprise to see her fathers assistant but not really super surprised to see him. As he explained what the situation was, she nodded and followed him to the ware house *Merman eh? So that's what that thing was in my vision* She thought to herself as they walked. Once at the warehouse she went and grabbed her medical kit which was in a small office before heading over to the back room. As soon as she entered, her eyes laid onto the tank, where she instantly spotted the wounded creature and if money signs could appear in eyes like in cartoons, thats exactly what would have happened. Oliver walked over to the platform that lead to the top of the tank, she couldn't wait to figure out what her father planned to do with this thing whether it be to sell him or whatever, as long as she got some of the fortune, she'd be happy.. Well maybe happy.. "Lift him out of the water" She ordered one of the men, seeing that he could still be lifted out with the net and muzzle that was attached to him. As they started to get him out of the water she set her medical kit aside and began to get a few things prepped

Sage regarded the girl as he heard her walk in, noticing the bag she carried but also noticing the greedy look in her eyes as she saw him. He wasn't all too keen on that look...it made the hair on the nape of his neck prickle in a way that reminded him of going near by a shark's feeding frenzy in order to get some of the bones from the whale corpse. He thrashed again when he felt the tug on the muzzle, and even though the net was still wrapped around him, it took six of them to haul him out of the water and onto the concrete floor, where he continued to thrash around hissing. It scraped him up, yes, but the net was already doing that, and now he was in too much of a frenzy to stop. He heard the men scrambling around and yelling...things like 'watch the tail!' or 'get it still!'. Eventually, they managed to pin him to the ground, once more workers came running in. Every muscle in his body was tense enough to tremble slightly, a hiss still rising in his throat even though he was gasping for breath. He couldn't see what the girl or the older man who'd seemed to be in charge so far were doing, which was worrysome, though his whole body hurt by then. He tried to move his tail, though between the pain and the men sitting on him, he could really only flop around weakily. Ok, maybe the fact that he was exhausted and hot and hungry and still bleeding pretty heavily had some affect on that too.

Oliver looked over at the creature as soon as it got pulled out of the water, seeing it thrash around only made her shake her head *Poor thing still hasn't given up yet* She thought with a small sigh. As the men got it pinned down she moved closer, not being scared to get right up beside it, she glanced quickly at his face seeing the exhausted and worrisome look in it. Oliver got her bag settle down beside her and took a large, sharp pocket knife out, held it in her hand as she scanned over the things tail then went to cutting away at the net. "Oliver, don't do that. That thing is going to get loose and could seriously injure you with it's tail" He said sternly to he, which she rolled her eyes and still kept cutting away at the net trying to get it off "Well it's either this or your newest prize will be dead from massive blood loss, your choice dad" She spat out to him, eventually getting the rope off and throwing it to the side. Oliver then glanced up at the merman meeting him in the eyes, instantly a flash of everything he had gone through just the past few hours went through her head, her eyes dimming grey for a moment before brightening right back up to the usual green. "You also have a choice, either lay still and you can live or if you thrash around and hurt me, I will make sure your life ends right here" She said to him coldly making sure the thing knew it's options.

Sage tensed up even more when he felt the girl moving around and...touching him. He didn't like her touching him. He didn't like any of them touching him. He caught her comment towards her father though, and felt himself relax slightly when the net fell away. He wriggled around slightly to try and get into a slightly more comfortable position, though stilled and tensed up again when the girl met his eyes. He didn't have many choices here...he didn't think she was bluffing, and he didn't think the older one would let him live if he hurt his daughter. Though, he sure as hell didn't want to live in a tank, especially not a concrete one with hot water like this one. But he supposed he didn't want to die more, so while he let out a furious hiss at the girl, he didn't make a move to hurt her. Besides, if he did hit her with his tail, he doubted he could kill her now...his strength for that was pretty much gone. So, he'd lay still for now. Though, if these men could get off of him, that would be great. They were hot and heavy, and the concrete under him was worse every passing second.