Forgetting Pain (Chaos)

Gazing at the stars, I'm surprised at the voice. It startles me, making me jump.
"Hey. What are you doing?" the familiar voice asks.
I bolt into a sitting position, covering the words quickly with my hand.
Realizing he scared me, he adds, "Sorry."
"Oh, I was just star gazing," I say.
He smiles, pulling himself up next to me. "Doesn't surprise me. And, um, I think your friend is..."
He points over at Flight. I'm unimpressed. "Oh, she's fine. She can take care of herself, trust me."
His eyes land on the pictures, and he raises his eyebrows. "Did you draw these?"
"One," I reply distractedly, staring up at the stars. Then I look at him. "I... I'll catch a dance with you in a little bit, kay?"
He nods, obviously reluctant to leave, and dives back into the water, leaving me alone again..
Then I look up at the stars and correct that though.
As long as it's night, I'm never alone.

I've been staring up at the stars for a while now. Of course, when I'm stargazing, time vanishes. I could be here for hours and not even realize it, only knowing that I've been here a bit 'longer than I should be'. But right now seems like the perfect time to stop.
I sit up, stretching my stiff muscels. The music is still pounding. Man, how long can these things go on?
I then slip into the water, the coldness of it relaxing me. I swim underwater for a little bit, enjoying the feeling of weightlessness.
Then, I finally reach shore, deciding to go find Flight and ask her what to do next. I've done it all in such a short time.
But when I reach shore, I can't find Flight. It makes me a little nervous, but then I remember what she said, and I calm down, rolling my eyes.
I walk over to a rock by the water, hiding in the dark and watching everyone dance.

I jump when I hear her voice, and without turning, I smile.
"Yeah, it is nice, isn't it?" I say, gazing at the stars for a moment. "Funny. I was just looking for you. I got a little worried. But I figured you could take care of yourself."
I turn around, and sigh when I see that there are no straps on her shoulders.
"And that's the other reason I didn't come looking for you," I say, my eyebrows raised.
She's obviously been drinking, or on some kind of drug. Unsure of really what to do at the moment, I hesitate. How do I even know if she's sober enough to understand a word I say to her.
I get up from the boulder, facing her and away from the party.
"So, what kind of mischief did you get into this time?" I ask. "And how much more are you going to cause before the night is over? Cause it'd be nice to know when you're about to disappear again."

(OOC: Sorry for the shortness!)

As soon as I see her uncross her arms, I turn my gaze away.
"Flight," I groan, but either way I know I'll end up helping her.
I follow the trail of patted down grass and broken branches that no doubt was caused my her, searching the ground for any sign of the firey colored top. I'm not even sure if Flight's followed me, but I'm making sure not to look back.
My foot catches on a rock, and I crash towards the ground.
"Ugh," I spit out some dead leaves, standing up and brushing myself off, when I see it. Well hidden under the leaves I just fell into.
"What a mean dude," I say, swooping down to grab the bit of yellow peeking out of the pile.
I shake it off and brush of the remaining dirt and leave fractures, then carelessly toss it back towards where I think Flight is, the drop down into a sitting position, waiting for her to put it on.
"Please be a little more carefull next time."
Actually, I'd be glad if there were no next time with whatever she did, but I'm pretty sure that that wish won't be coming true.