Tide

[jeitaken]

Everyone is talking about picnics.....

[[Private, 10% hackable to friends]]

The air flows from the coast... the full moon, the running tide, the heavy stink of the people and the sea -- two more days and it's so much easier to concentrate during the day, with -- with....

The moon is whispering to me. He will ride high tonight; I can hear him.

Comments

[flower_eyedgirl]

My,my.. A picnic does certainly sound lovely!

[jeitaken]

See? You as well!

[kurueruna]

I'm not, I would prefer a camping trip.

[jeitaken]

*griiiiiiiins* With dragons?

[kurueruna]

Cross your fingers and close you eyes. Maybe there will be, wouldn't that be a thrill!

[jeitaken]

It would be something.....

[80smusicforever]

*Paul notices the kid leaving, he's no stranger to sneaking out at night... and considering the night... She shrugs, pacing, waiting a bit longer till the sun has set more safely for him to venture outside, quickly taking to the air once he's out of view of people and tracking Jei that way*

[jeitaken]

*heads down toward the beach, strangely intent, not yet noticing the presence behind him*

*the flow of air from cooling land to still-warm ocean intrigues him; the sun is just below the level of the water, but Jei cannot see that glow -- or the one silvering the edges of the buildings to the east*

[80smusicforever]

*As they get closer to the beach, Paul lands quietly, mentally cursing the quiet whispers of wind and the near silent sound of bat wings on the air that occurs when he lands or takes flight, but he lands to avoid the worst of the quickly dwindling rays of light, wishing they would go away faster as he follows Jei, silently sneaking through the shadows with ages old practice born of living on the street*

[jeitaken]

*walking silently as a wraith, the child still doesn't notice Paul's aura; as a vampire, the energy of his existence is muted and inverted, making it difficult to detect at the best of times*

*he's now slipped through the sea-grass and under a barbed-wire fence, ending up on a long, dark, deserted beach, its smooth curves licked by a restless sea, the horizon still glowing with the sun that had just slipped beneath its edge*

[[Aagh, sorry, I thought I'd answered this! T_T]]

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[bitchofawitch]

...Oi.

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[jeitaken]

*crouched at the edge of the water, Jei hears the journal squeak in his pocket -- whose bright idea was that, anyway? He was going to have to find a way to reset it; a dragon-roar would be much more ominous and cool....*

*pulling it out, he fumbles for pen and ink, realizes he didn't bring them, and simply speaks, answering the tone he remembers from the castle*

..Tayuya.

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[bitchofawitch]

...Yeah.

...What's been going on?

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[jeitaken]

..So many unusual things. *trails off into unsettling laughter*