Drowning the sins away (Raziel)

[Chloë]

Chewing on her cheek nervously, Chloë lightly tossed her shirt over to the side, along with the rest of her clothing. Sunset was coming in close, the genesis of night coming upon the lands around. Nimble fingers lifted slowly up, her fingertips lightly fingering her hair ties and braids, soon letting them loos with one toss of a band. Down her long blonde hair went over her narrow slender shoulders and onto her back. Letting a long, cautious breath out, she turned to look, seeing nobody was there on the beach with her that night. It was pleasent and warm, and she needed to solitude to wash herself.

Damn her father. How dare he tell her she wasn't capable of handeling a Griffon yet. Of course she was! All the other kin started at such a younge age, and the closest she had ever gotten to one of the magnificent creatures, was to hug it, and that was all. Her father came out later that night and punished her for even being near the beast.

Splashing her hand in frustration in the water, Chloë let a long distrought sigh fall past her pale pink lips before lifting her head up, her grey eyes staring at the beginning starry night. Taking a small step forwards in the water, the crystal clear liquid rising up past her chest, Chloë had an odd sensation creep through her body. Now that she had left home she would have to do this more often, but it was all to pay to just find that one beast she needed to, to prove to her father she was old enough and that she could.

Tilting her head back, feeling the cold water suddenly freeze the top of her scalp, she tilted her head back up biting her bottem lip as her hair plastered itself onto her shoulders. Lifting her thin arms slowly out of the water, Chloë ran her fingers up through her galiently long hair. Pulling it to her front, Chloë sighed softly again before turning back and gazing over at the beach of where she entered from, her cloths sitting on the shore, almost being licked by the incoming tides.

[Raziel]

Night was coming. He knew, even if his eyes could no longer see the coming darkness. Even if he could no longer see the glowing sun disappear from the horizon to give room for the moon and its silvery light. But there was so much giving it away; the sensation of air getting colder, the sound of night-birds awakening and taking ot their wings. So many sounds and feelings, he knew night was coming. He also knew he shouldn't be out here any longer, but for once, only just once, he wanted to be out a whole night, wanted to be embraced by what others said was darkness and feel the cold of it.

Leaning a bit on his staff, Raziel's head turned the moment he heard splashing water. Water... Close by? Close enough that he could go there, he was sure of it. And if only that something that kept making sounds continued, he'd find the place and the water. So he continued on his way, walking quietly towards the source of the sound, letting his staff help him find his way. No, he didn't really look blind, as he moved like any normal person. And just as the sounds stopped he felt his feet treading onto something... Something soft? Sand... Yes, it had to be sand. Which meant the water had to be an ocean! But what made the noise? Walking a bit closer, he turned his head in direction of the sound, seeming almost as if he was looking.

So the boy stood there, his brown hair playing in the gentle wind and his hazy eyes facing towards that something or someone in the water. His poor clothing managed to hide just how thin he was, yet one still got the impression that he was starved, because of his hollow cheeks and shadowed eyes. In his left hand was a long staff, beautifully carved and decorated with ivy and some places a few emeralds gleamed. It was the only thing about him that seemed to come from a great wealth. The rest of him; the boy himself, his poor clothing... Everything about him seemed poor. But at least one couldn't see all the scars of his and bruises. At least you couldn't see he was a prisoner...

[Chloë]

Chloë lifted her hand up through her hair slowly, her other hand washing her stomach slowly. The water was releavingly warm. For her upturned nerves, it was quite soothing. Tilting her head back and gazing up to the sun fading sky, she felt wonderment of if her father would ever give her..'blessing' to ride griffons. It would be his problem once she found the one she was looking for. She had only seen it once..and seemed to be chasing it ever since.

Coughing into her hand weakly for a moment, her icy silver eyes closed. Turning her body as so her back wasn't facing the beach behind her, Chloë let her eyelids slowly fall back up, that distant grey gaze sudden freezing on a boy that stood there. Heat rose to her cheeks making them burn pink. Subconsiouly her hands covered her top as she began to almost scream at him.

"Pervert! Close your eyes!!"

Chloë lowered into the water, it rising just above her mouth so that only the top of her head was visable. The water was almost crystal clear so if he had been looking he would probably see the mishapen figure of hers beneith the sea. Gripping her fingers around her chest, she let a breath out of her mouth, the bubbles rising up. Chloë felt her hair fall past her cheek, how dare someone watch her bathe! she had every right to go up there and kick him in his private part..if..she wasn't naked..

Swollowing, she felt like drowning herself in the water. Chloë most never got mad at anyone, she was usually a kind hearted person, but this perverse boy over there had pushed her past her breaking point without even saying a word..

[Raziel]

Raziel was still trying to figure out just what could be in the water until a loud yell disturbed his line of thoughts; "Pervert! Close your eyes!!". And he jumped where he stood, razing his staff in defense and turning his head so that his ears was more leveled of where the sound had come from, his eyes staring blankly at some point on the ground. But then he realised just what had been shouted to him, and he frowned. Close your eyes... How he wished that it would help! But pervert...? Why? What had he unknowingly walked into?

But maybe, for once... Maybe he should play along? Pretend he did actually see? So he lowered his staff and closed his eyes, taking a faltering step backwards. "I-... I'm sorry... Miss? I didn't mean to.... errm... intrude...?" Yeah, that sounded believable! He sounded like some stuttering jerk! And perhaps being a blind fool was better? Oh well... Maybe for once he wanted to try and see how long he could fool others to think he could see.

Why did he still yearned for it? That sight he'd never be given again?shouldn't such a foolish desire be gone with all his years of blindness? Shouldn't the desire to be accepted among those who saw? This was fools game, yet... He still wanted to be a part of it.

((OOC: sorry, crappy post, but I have to go...))

[Chloë]

Chloë narrowed her eyes as she heard the young man speak. Her blonde hair slowly gathering around her. Lifting her hands and washing her face off swiftly, Chloë spoke with an unredeamed voice.

"Just..ugh..turn around!"

Chloë closed her eyes, ready to submerge herself under the water completily. Lifting her hands so they rested over her mouth, her elbows covering her submerged breasts. This..was so embarassing. Her silver eyes trailed from the boy down the water, he seemed dismembered for what had just happened.

"Intrude I disagree you perverse little anerexic.."

Chloë grumbled to herself just light enough as so he couldn't hear here. Stepping forwards a little in the water, some of her front coming out of the warm sea, her silver eyes flickered back up to the boy, just to make sure he didn't take another little peek again..

She saw he was quite skinny, his cheek bones sunken in from lack of nutrition. A little bit of pittt fell past her features for a moment, making her shoulders slowly fall. Swollowing and looking over at her cloths, a little muffled sigh escaped her lips before she tilted her head letting her gaze fall back up to him.

(so effin' short ><)

[Raziel]

Turn around? Sure! "I'm turning around!" it came from him as he slowly turned away from her, yet he almost tripped in something he couldn't see as he turned, cause he told himself he didn't need to use his staff. Well, bad call. Cause that last movement couldn't have been very graceful. Ah well, her behaviour had been fairly rude too! Why all the yelling? It wasn't as if he'd done anything, had he?

And then he heard it, her muttered words. Most likely not hearable by "normal" people, yet Raziel's lack of sight had strenghtened most of his other senses. So he heard her little comment, and it almost made him turn around again. "Hey! I didn't deserve that! I don't know why it's so bad that I'm out for a... errm... walk, but you calling me such things!" he growled, his knuckles whitening as he held harder around the staff. How could she be so rude? He surely didn't deserve it! He hadn't done anything wrong! (At leas he didn't think so!)

"And just... Why?! Why am I suddenly a pervert? How come you've got rights to call me that?!" And with those words he turned back again, seeming to face the girl again. But he couldn't see what was happening! "Are you this polite to all those you meet? Cause then you can't be really... Well, you can't really have many friends, can you? Accusing people of things all of a sudden? What's that about?!" Ok, so him yelling wasn't all that polite either, but... He wanted to know why in the world she was accusing him of things he couldn't understand!

[Chloë]

Chloë stared at the boy for a minute. He had to be kidding, he was watching her bathe herself! naked! why did he not see that as perverse in any way? A glare met with her eyes as she stared with him before she walked out of the water, her eyes staring at him angerly.

"You have got to be kidding! you were practicly staring at me, do you not see that I don't have cloths on?!"

Chloë had slipped her skirt up her slender legs at this moment, her hand still covering her top, her eyes glaring over at the..kind of short boy a little farther away. Her silver eyes stayed upon him the whole time as she watched the young boy, only for a moment letting the thought of him being...cute..cross her mind.

Running her fingers up through her hair, she reached down for her shirt and pulled it to bug her body for a moment, her grey eyes kept glancing back over to him. Why did he not think it was a little immoral to stare at a naked woman? Maybe he was raised that way or something.

Narrowing her eyes, her long hair laying across her back and shoulders, she asked with a quiet voice.

"Who are you anyways.."

[Raziel]

"Wh-what did you say?!" Raziel exclaimed just after she had spoken. He stepped backwards, his cheeks turned pink and he had a hard time fighting back that blush which you could see so easily on his pale skin.

Alright, the missing pieces were falling to place, but... Why did it have to be something like this?! Did he not see? No... As a matter of fact he couldn't see her. Could only hear her angry voice ringing in his ears, along with the brushing of clothes against skin. No wonder she was upset with him, no wonder she had called him all those nasty things!

He was about to turn and leave when another question came to him; Who he was? "I-... I'm Raziel..." he stuttered with a little clumsy bow. But! It was hard to stay calm when he had just been told why she was upset. Even if he couldn't see, he could get embaressed! He could realise how embaressing it must have been for her and... Yes, this was... Not something he was happy about. "W-why...?"