Age Page Rage?!

Lovely beautiful breath of the crisp blue ocean. She sighed in bliss, letting the wind dance over her, her baggy clothes waving in the wind.

The ocean was much better than the cozy academy rooms. The salty air tagged at her now messy ponytails. A hand kept her black hat from flying off.

Her eyes darted around the beach; everything seemed normal, people playing games and generally enjoying life. Well, asides from a person entirely dressed in black staring into the ocean, it was.

Curious, she meandered towards the shadowed figure, occassionally tripping on rocks or shells. She had thought to stay back and look from afar, and instead talk to a plush of the person, which was awfully strange. Trying to clear her mind, she stared hard at the far away person.

A gust of wind hit her straight in the face, and she blinked.

'Hey, there's someone there,' she thought, eyes set upon the black clothed person again. It seemed like a student, or something.

Forgetting her place, she walked slowly over to the person, curiousity causing her to look at the him for a really long time.

"Why are you wearing black on such a good day like this?" she asked, hands placed on her brightly colored clothing.

Taking his hosipitality, she plopped onto the sand, and let her legs sprawl out, her (now dirty) sneakers touching the wet sand. Her eyes closed, and the breeze flew over her again.

There'd been too much breeze flying today, she concluded. She was getting veeery bored. At least, she could talk to this person she just met.

She turned her eyes towards him, questionably, and asked, "Are you bored? I kinda am."

Rolling back her sweater sleeves, she picked up a handful of sand and molded it into a ball, eyes half lidded. She took a look around at other people and her gaze fell upon the person in black again. At first she thought it would be rude to suddenly up on someone who was staring distantly into the ocean, but her I-need-something-to-do nature took over, and a small glint of playfulness appeared in her eyes.

In a haste, she picked herself up from the dry sand, and dashed towards the coastline. She stood there for a silent second, before opening her left hands, and let the sand fly into the wind. A humourous plan connected in her mind, nothing short of what Aoi was to be expected. A fun plan, that probably not make the person angry and start using whatever powers he had. Yeah, she reassured herself, it will be fine.

[Aaand. The plan gonna be in the next post. I just typed up something random.]

She paused for a second. Why was she so afraid in just playing around? Was it because he had growled under his breath? Or was it because she somehow thought it was imprudent? She shrugged to herself, sinking her sneakers into the water. The salty spray shot at her face, as her shoes filled with the ocean water.

The coolness of the water hit her feet; to tell the truth, she loved the ocean already, despite it being winter and it being able to give something like frostbite at this time of year.

Dipping a finger into the water, she stirred it around, as if trying to mix something up, though it was really her mind working.

He looked pretty sad-like, she guessed, maybe something should cheer him up. What did boys like to do?

'Hmm...' Aoi was thinking? That wasn't a good sign.

Poof! A small plush doll of her previous neighbor's kid popped up.

"Hey, boy. What do you like to do the most, eh?" she talked to the doll as if he as there, poking it with an index finger. "Playing? Running? What?" Silence. "Ah, you no use piece of junk." With a toss, she threw the cloth doll into the ocean, disregarding the pollution. Yet at impact, the plush poofed out of existence.

She decided to take a risk and ask him, herself. "What do you like to do for fun? You look kinda sad, for some reason."

Instead of backing away, she recieved an alike thought. "Ooooh, really? Chasing people is fun, neh, esecially if they trip and fall," she replied, as if she didn't notice the second half of the question. "Then, why aren't you chasing people, if that's what you like to do? You sad, do fun stuff, you forget. That's my motto at life!"

She jumped and twirled around in circles, squeling, and finally settling down to sit again. Her ears twitched at the sound of another statement. "Ah, of course you're not thirsty, being out here..." she held up her hands in a dramatic pose, then they flopped back to the ground and she resumed her bored expression, "-kinda drains your thirst. It's nice, if you don't stick your tongue out and let the wind dry it up."

Silence surrounded her for several minutes, before she went on, "You're a vampire, right? I never saw any before. It's the kind of power with sucking up blood, and stuffs, right? I was never sure about that."

"It's true. Vampires are just a victim of their own hunger."

Young fourteen year old Blu stood on the sand looking out to the ocean. His jeans were rolled up so the sea wouldn't get his jeans wet. His hands were in their pockets.