Beached (OPEN)

Meng chuckled a bit and shook his hand until the fire dissipated, proud of his little demonstration as he took another puff. He took the cigarette out of his mouth as he spoke. "I'm not too serious about it but hey, if you ever wanna study it..." He took a finished the beer and dropped the empty back in the cooler, his voice oozing with cockiness. "I'm around the city, pretty easy guy to pick out from the crowd."

The sun was still overhead and Meng had been enjoying its warmth, bathing in its incandescence as he had talked with Aivia. Maybe he can learn a bit more about that school from her, or at least a bit more about her. Heck he didn't even know her name, they'd just started talking here on the beach. "So, that school able to help you with that healing power of yours?" It was an interesting topic, and something Meng might need to call on at some point.

"Hmm, no friends?" Meng scratched his chin and took another drag of his cigarette, looking at Aivia again. His eyes roamed over her once more. That little blue and white striped bikini showcased her body a bit too well, but for someone like Meng it wasn't a big problem. He could stare at her all day and then some. "Lovely girl like you not having any friends?" He sat up a bit more and gave a surprisingly sympathetic smile to the girl. "Come on, why'd anyone want to ignore a dove like you?"

He was laying the compliments on kinda thick, but he was also showing some concern. It did strike Meng as odd that there was someone around here that wasn't getting some sort of attention from the staff or the peers. His high school days, though long behind him, were full of cliques and peers always talking together, was it really possible for someone to not find a group? a niche? It interested him greatly. "More free time on your hands I guess, if you do wanna swing by for some magic lessons." He chuckled, taking his cigarette from his mouth while he spoke.

Was she? Yes, she was blushing. Meng was a bit surprised at how well a few compliments worked such wonders but hey, maybe she needed them? He shifted and sat up completely now, taking a much longer drag from his cigarette before he spoke again. "I'll tell you what. If you wanna we can go grab some ice cream if you want, my treat." He gave her that friendly grin as he spoke. She seemed like a good person but she was also so lonely... Granted Meng was more interested in her looks and how easily some nice words had worked on her.

"Though if you do want to head straight on to my place..." His smile became a little more playful, as though sharing some conspiratorial secret with her. He eyed her up again as he said it too, drinking in her figure as he spoke.

Meng stood up and stretched, giving something between a groan and an exhale as he did. "Right then." He quickly threw his obnoxious shirt back on and began to pack up his stuff. One more drag on his cigarette and he threw it away, didn't even bother to put the thing out. It didn't take long for him to collect up his cooler and turn to give another look to Aivia. "Its just up the beach a bit, small little stall but I quite like it." They wouldn't have to walk far, Meng could actually see it from where he had set up. "What's your name by the way?" He gave the girl a small grin "I'm Harrison." The fake name he was given suited him pretty well.

After Aivia had packed Meng had put an arm around her shoulder. His skin was hot and course, having left himself to bake in the sun like that. "Beautiful name for a beautiful girl." He chuckled after he spoke, standing next to Aivia and not removing his arm, as though he presumed he could simply wrap it around this girl whenever he pleased. He didn't put any weight on her, nor did he grip her or tense up to keep her from removing his arm, there was seemingly no hostile action or implication outside of throwing his arm around her shoulder to walk with her. Though, the way he had looked her over before... Meng pointed with his other hand to the stall. "Right over there, Aivia. Feel free to get whatever you want, my treat." He started to walk, as though assuming she'd keep pace with him.