04-17-2019, 03:24 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 1.2;"]finding a place to stay was , without a doubt , very difficult , especially for someone like himself . he wasn't used to all of the new territory , and he didn't much care for it . he missed the salty breeze of the coast and digging his toes into warm sand , and wading in the water while the sun beat down on his face  he missed the people , most of all , but the peace the sea brought was unbeatable by miles .
those days were still clear in his mind  when his mother would give him her brightest smile , take his hand , and walk him down to the beach so they could build sand castles and splash each other in the water . it was a nice getaway from cade ( dad ) and the intense energy in the house . he could still remember the day she died , and the last time he went to the beach with her . he wished he would have seen how tired she was .
the smell of ocean made his head whirl , and his footsteps increased in speed until he was in an awkward half-jog with his backpack slung around his shoulders , bo-staff carefully zipped in tight . he rolled up the sleeves of his loose button-up , eyes as wide and hopeful as they were when he was eleven or twelve and first met the street gang he considered siblings .
a smile spread across his face as he ran through the mountains , fully realizing this could be someone's territory , but not much caring . all he could think of was ocean , ocean , ocean . when he could finally see it , he slowed to a walk , staring in awe at the simultaneously familiar and unfamiliar sight . he gripped the straps of his backpack tightly , squeezing them , and then started to tap excitedly on them .
the tapping stopped immediately at the sound of footsteps other than his own , and the sight of a figure ( or were there more ? ) approaching , too close . his smile dropped and he furrowed his brows , coming to a stand-still . narrowing his eyes , he straightened his back and held his chin up high . he clenched his jaw and stood with his arms by his sides , fists clenched tighter than his jaw . the confidence of his stance and posture greatly contrasted his rapidly beating heart and racing thoughts .
without really thinking , he called out , " m'lookin' to join . " it wasn't his original intention , because he had the feeling he could never belong anywhere even partially , but he couldn't say no to the beach . where else was he going to find a group situated on the coast ?
// OOF this is Not Very Good but :eyes: i am much excite
those days were still clear in his mind  when his mother would give him her brightest smile , take his hand , and walk him down to the beach so they could build sand castles and splash each other in the water . it was a nice getaway from cade ( dad ) and the intense energy in the house . he could still remember the day she died , and the last time he went to the beach with her . he wished he would have seen how tired she was .
the smell of ocean made his head whirl , and his footsteps increased in speed until he was in an awkward half-jog with his backpack slung around his shoulders , bo-staff carefully zipped in tight . he rolled up the sleeves of his loose button-up , eyes as wide and hopeful as they were when he was eleven or twelve and first met the street gang he considered siblings .
a smile spread across his face as he ran through the mountains , fully realizing this could be someone's territory , but not much caring . all he could think of was ocean , ocean , ocean . when he could finally see it , he slowed to a walk , staring in awe at the simultaneously familiar and unfamiliar sight . he gripped the straps of his backpack tightly , squeezing them , and then started to tap excitedly on them .
the tapping stopped immediately at the sound of footsteps other than his own , and the sight of a figure ( or were there more ? ) approaching , too close . his smile dropped and he furrowed his brows , coming to a stand-still . narrowing his eyes , he straightened his back and held his chin up high . he clenched his jaw and stood with his arms by his sides , fists clenched tighter than his jaw . the confidence of his stance and posture greatly contrasted his rapidly beating heart and racing thoughts .
without really thinking , he called out , " m'lookin' to join . " it wasn't his original intention , because he had the feeling he could never belong anywhere even partially , but he couldn't say no to the beach . where else was he going to find a group situated on the coast ?
// OOF this is Not Very Good but :eyes: i am much excite
[align=center][div style="margin-bottom: 5px; margin-top: 3px; word-spacing: 2px; letter-spacing: 0.5px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt;"]will probs be kinda slow to reply ⸺ [ dump ]