Private Sandy Sanctuary

Not a good idea? Oh, yeah, it wasn't a good idea. "It's my magic making me angry." Jae said, "My singing uses my magic and when it's used up it. . . the anger goes away for a while." So he keeps singing, burns the magic, then repeat it all again. "I can have the song make you feel happy instead." Jae added quickly. His song was certainly capable of it, but wouldn't it just be the same problem in a better package?

"I. . ." Jae turned away and watched the surf crash against the rocks. It reminded him a thunder in a storm. He should call a storm. Bring-Jae cut that thought off by speaking out loud, "I didn't want to expose others to the song. I have to sing, and when I sing alone I don't have to worry about trying to hurt anyone. I can't. Wouldn't!" He added, worried he was sending the wrong message.

Which he was. Jae was sending like a million mixed signals right now. Leto should go, get away while he could. It was Jae who couldn't let him go. He should be alone, but he didn't want to be. Not when all his ugliness was being exposed. "I don't like my powers." Jae said quietly.

This was not going right by any stretch of the word. All Jae had succeeded in thus far was making them both uncomfortable. He scrapped the pads of his fingers across the rough edges of the rock, and felt helpless. At a loss for what he was doing, what he hoped to accomplish or anything. Looking back, his head swam with recollections of the last few minutes. Every word he said stung upon reflection.

"It does hurt. A lot." Jae admitted. He couldn't think clearly with that pressure around his lungs. "Y-you should go. Down the beach." Guilt got the right words out.

Jae nodded his head in the direction of town. He'll go further up shore, and sing until he could breathe clearly again. "I'm sorry." Jae added, as he pulled himself towards the edge that hung over the water. With a push he could dive into the surf. "M-maybe we can talk. . . after." He added, stupidly hoping that he may have a chance to make up for all this.

As soon as Jae saw the other turn away, he slipped off the rock and into the churning surf. With a flick of his tail he propelled himself into deeper water, then further up shore. Jae swam for roughly a mile before pulling himself onto the sandy shore. The teen began to sing, pouring his frustration into it.

Jae didn't know how long he sang for. He sang until his throat hurt and his lungs stopped burning. At some point he must have cried, as several pearls the color of spoiled cream lay scattered on the sand before him. Jae gathered them into his palm then did an awkward backwards shimmy into the water. Then swam down the shore.

Was he going to have to find places further from town to sing? Jae mulled that question and several others as he swam. Maybe he shouldn't wait so long to expel his magic. He swam back to the rocks, noted no one there, and kept swimming on. Jae swam with his head above the water to watch the shore, eyes peeled for the guy from before. Jae thought he saw someone walking on the shore and cautiously made his way onto land.

Jae traded his tail for legs and jogged up behind the other teen. "Hey." Jae said.

Jae nodded, "Yeah. Now I am." A pause, then, "I am so, so sorry. This has been my fault, I shouldn't have. . . shouldn't have said all that stuff. It was wrong and I made you uncomfortable." Jae wanted to add that it was bad timing, he was weak from his magic. Those were excuses, and one does not apologize with them. The teen thrust out the hand containing the pearls, "T-take these, for all the trouble I've caused you."

The pearl's colors wasn't the most desirable, but they were mostly round with only slight flaws and had medium luster. The six pearls could sell for at least sixty dollars or more with the right buyer. Though, thinking on it, it seemed petty to try and hoist of pearls like he was buying forgiveness. To take back the offer after making it was worse, so Jae kept his hand extended.

"Right, yeah." Jae awkwardly dropped his hand, but kept the pearls clutched in his palm. It came as a relief that his offer was turned down. Though, now the other was apologizing when he shouldn't have too. Jae could just swim to the bottom of the ocean and hide there a month. It was really hard to embarrass oneself at the bottom of the ocean. "My name is Jae. Um, welcome to the island?"

Jae shuffled from foot to foot. "Is no one going to worry about you?" He said, and realized that sounded kinda strange and added, "I mean, wouldn't someone notice you've been gone? Like family?" Now Jae was just shoving his foot in his mouth for the fun of it, it seemed.