Beach Friends?

Serena is sitting at the edge of the Beach, a clear bead of sweat on her brow, as she tries to catch a small silver fish, darting just beyond her reach. The clear March air is crisp and cool. Dew gathers on the dark, waxy leaves that grow around her. The fresh smell of tea wafted on the slight breeze that flowed through the air. Her forest green eyes are set on one purpose, and one purpose only. Catching that fish.

She feels the faint vibrations of the sand beneath her, and she turns to look up into the glaring sunshine. "Hello, wanna hang out today?" A strange young man is looking at her, questioning her with his multi-colored eyes. The forest colored one is almost the same spiraling hue as her own, and a burly hand goes out protectively to touch her eye; make sure it is still there.

She feels slightly shy, as she didn't really meet many people out on the beach during work hours, and no one really cared what Serena was doing on the beach. She turns her head down against the bright, burning sunlight, and her thick black hair drags in the sand. Serena pushes the messy tussle of hair behind her ear, and shuffles her feet, until she is out of the clumsy sitting position, and into a more, confident form of being. Her feet are planted solidly on the ground, her head held high.

She doesn't reply, and the silence hangs heavy in the air, as thick as the fog that rolls off the sea, on a warm day. She blinks once, twice, waiting for the anonymous boy to say something worth listening to. So far, this conversation wasn't worth Serenas while. Impress me, She seems to say, her posture demanding and confident, and yet, aloof.

Serena looks up slightly at the boys face; waiting for him to introduce himself. When he asks the unexpected question, " Do you want help catching that fish?" She starts to shake her head, as she knows that if she couldn't catch it, neither could he. She brushes a stray strand of hair behind her ear, wishing that it would just STAY there for once. The wind blows through the tea leaves behind her, and the smell of herbs is carried to her sensitive nose.

A small shriek escapes her lips, as the teen slowly lowers his trident into the water, the clear sunlight making it refract. The weapon looked broken and harmless, and yet; it still brought up the dead body of her precious fish. Her eyebrows begin the twitch, a reflex that is put into effect whenever she is annoyed at someone. She mutters something unintelligible under her breath, and reaches out for the cold silver body of her fish.


"What do you want to do?" The rude (in her opinion) Fish-killer, asks. "What do I want to do?" She repeats, her tone making it obvious that she was about to hurt something. Badly. Her rage is seething and bubbling beneath her flesh, and her fists itch to punch the naive jerk, who ruined 3 hours of work.

"Well, I was going to take that fish home, and put it in my tank," She states, her voice biting like the cold frost that had begun to melt away, "But, I guess I can't now." Her tone is slathered in sarcasm, as she catches sight of 2 little girls walking towards her. Or, maybe him, She thinks.

Serena furrows her eyebrows when she sees a smaller figure trotting alongside them, and then, manages to identify it as a dog. When Gabriel talks to them, he calls them by 2 very similar names. Ana, and Arara, maybe? It looks like someone ran out of names...
A small giggle escapes her lips, but she quickly rearranges it into the hard frown, when she looks at the scaly dead, she reminded herself, creature in her palm.

OOC: sorry it's taking a while to reply, I promise I'll have a good post tomorrow. School and such.

ooc: sorry, crazy week. try for something tonight

Serena basks in the warm, diluted sunlight that manages to penetrate the warm, clear tropical water. Soon though, too soon, the constricting feeling of breathlessness starts crushing her lungs. One more minute... Serena thinks, as bliss washes over her with each overlapping wave. Once her minute of joy was up, the squeezing is almost unbearable.

With a quick kick of two sturdy legs, Serena emerges at the surface, and shakes her long mane of dark hair gracefully. Glistening drops of water fly in every direction, and a few land on her green vest. The waterproof material deflects the small bits of water that whiz towards it.

The boy, Gabriel swims up to her, and holds out a sparkling pearl. The sunlight hits it at an angle, so as to produce the image of the pearl being on fire. She takes the rare and valuable object to be his way of apologizing, so she accepts it swiftly, making no note of his pitiful expression. He paddles off swiftly, letting a rip tide take him out to the reefs. Gabriel calls out something over his shoulder; and Serena can't quite make out the words, but his tone made it clear. That; was a challenge. She smiled deviously, and made a rippling motion with her back. Copying the dolphins way of swimming, Serena darted around him, her eyes glistening with teasing evil.

He pops his head above water, almost experimentally. It strikes Serena how much the male resembles an otter with his odd ways, and this makes her double over laughing. When she gets a salty mouthful of water, she stopped. An occasional giggle still escaped her wet lips.

When Serena reaches out one well built hand to grab a string of trailing hair, Gabriel almost automatically turns to the left. Straight towards shore, Aradias thoughts trail off. She has to coral them back to the present, before her mind ran away with her. Again.

He pops out of the water, his streamlined body again reminding Serena of the groups of sea otters that rambled through out the numerous kelp beds. He reaches out to untie his hair. The dark waves blow in the wind, and he appears to bask in it; as Serena had been basking in the silent serenity of the sea mere moments ago. Serena emerges from the water, and shakes herself like a dog, water spraying everywhere. He is obviously waiting for something, so she says the first thing that comes to mind; hoping its the right thing. "Where'd you get that scar?"

Gabriel sits down on the beach, and takes a moment to gather himself. Obviously, this was not going to be a short story. So, Serena decided that she might as well make herself comfortable too. The sand feels amazing between her toes, rising up to fill the small gaps between her foot-fingers; as she liked to call them. A particularly nice sea shell stands out among its brethren, and Serena makes note to take it later. It was a fine cone, with a spiraling pattern. It would look nice in her aquarium, she reasoned. Then, turning her attention back to the boy, her begins to relate a heart-wrenching story.

A stinging sensation fills her eyes, as he relates his history to her. Surprisingly, the docks boy is a good storyteller, verging on great. A silver mist fills her vision, but Serena can't allow herself to cry. Her image was too tough, too rough for tears over some sob story. Fighting the mounting pressure behind her oculars, she throws her long mane of hair over her shoulder. A midnight flash in the bright, dazzling sunlight. Right now, she had no responsibilities, no regrets. The girl was wild, and free to do what she pleased.

When he finishes his story, a mournful look blankets his face. Bluntly, Serena says, "Too bad." Mentally, she hits herself on the head over and over again. Stupid, stupid, stupid! Why would you say something like that? A little voice echoes in her cranium.

"Come on Dolphin Girl, lets go. Kiro, Nike!" He gestures to the dogs, and they follow obediently, wagging their long tails behind them. Serena rather likes her new nickname, and thinks it fits her pretty well. Though, Karanna would probably disagree.

"Alright, alright. I'm coming." She contemplated giving him a nick name. She had never really been good at them, but, hey, she could give it a try. "Otter-boy!" She yelps behind her, as the fast young maiden over takes the strolling male. Zipping on her light, waterproof vest, she sprints towards town. The lights, and the shines of the city are getting closer by the second.

Gabriel, who Serena finds liking more and more, takes off, speeding along on long and tanned legs. She had no hope of catching up, not even in her wildest dreams. She was fast, but his legs were longer, and moved at an equal if not more accelerated rate than hers. Always inbetween. Not fast, not slow. Again and again, this kind of thing seemed to happen to Serena. "Well, I might as well try," Serena thought, and raced off at her own slightly slower speed. The pavement seemed to fly by under her, it's gray blocks mixing into one multicolored blur.

“Catch me if you can!” He calls out, his hair streaming behind him, as does Serena's darker birds nest of uncombed hair. As if in game, he slackens his pace, almost letting Serena catch up. almost. His gait evens out, no longer uneven, as it was. Now, Serena could keep just behind him with a simple jog, which wasn't as exerting as running full speed, as they were just moments ago.

Suddenly, the streamlined form disappears from her view, and Serena looks around, startled. "Where'd he go?" She swore under her breath, thoroughly confused now. I mean, people don't just disappear, behind corners and cracks. Did they? This whole time, Serena hadn't slackened her brisk jog, while these thoughts ran through her head. It all happened very quickly, he was there, and then he wasn't.

The hustle and bustle of people around her disoriented her, and she didn't hear Gabriel slowly slip behind her, and suddenly, two big, warm hands grasped her hips. Spinning around, the girl saw that it was only her new found friend. A good thing too- she was about to whip around and punch him, but seeing his gleeful face stilled her fist, which very few things could do. He let go of her, and Serena blinked, a smile of pure joy spreading across her features. Her green eyes sparkle, and she tilted her head to the side. Her face was illuminated, and she felt exhilarated.. Somehow, she wished the day would never end, but sun would still set, and they might never meet each other again. All the better to make the best of the time they had together, right?

His rough, calloused hand grasps Serena's, and leads her through the throng, against her better wishes. "Wait, what's going on? HELLO?" Her voice gets absorbed by the crowd, their chatter snatching away her words. It was all so different from the usual peaceful tranquility of the ocean, it reminded her of the occasional hurricanes that would strike the coast, and destroy everything in their wake. That was an accurate description of the city, wasn't it? A storm of reckless disorder?

“Order what you want, it’s on me.” The odd duo arrived at a cafe, to be easily identified by the cliche striped umbrellas and plastic tables with wooden chairs. It looked like a cute little place, completely outside of her regular haunts. But hey, if he chose it, who was she to argue? Muffling a laugh, she sat down at one of the white, clean tables, and called the waiter. "Two sodas please-" She broke off, "I assume you want a soda?" She waited patiently (very out of character) for him to reply.

OOC: Sorry this took so long, life has just been busy.