Victim laughs and kicks a few waves at Aena. He casts a casual glance outwards, towards the open sea. He stops moving and squints his eyes, staring hard at the object. He looks terrified, "Oh no..." without another word, he swims hard towards the person. Victim is clearly an advanced swimmer, as he reaches the person within a minute, and manages to drag them (wood and all) back to shore without looking hindered. During the return trip he tries to wake the person up, "Hey, hey! What happened? You with us? Hey! We didn't crash, did we?" He gets a closer look at the clothes, "Oh. You may not be a member..." -- Ocean

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Date Posted: 11:18:33 01/29/05 Sat
Author: Victim?
Subject: Victim laughs and kicks a few waves at Aena. He casts a casual glance outwards, towards the open sea. He stops moving and squints his eyes, staring hard at the object. He looks terrified, "Oh no..." without another word, he swims hard towards the person. Victim is clearly an advanced swimmer, as he reaches the person within a minute, and manages to drag them (wood and all) back to shore without looking hindered. During the return trip he tries to wake the person up, "Hey, hey! What happened? You with us? Hey! We didn't crash, did we?" He gets a closer look at the clothes, "Oh. You may not be a member..."
In reply to: Victim? 's message, "OOC: Aena! Behold! I'm alive and well, and waiting for you. (Of course, if other people are around and their characters are idle, they're welcome to join. We aren't the swiftest posters, but we rumble along.)" on 15:50:51 01/16/05 Sun

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OOC: Hello there. BIC: The boy (I guess you probably would've figured this out as you dragged him ashore) was wearing baggy pants rolled up around the calfs and a loose white shirt that laced up near the neck. He stirred slightly when hearing a voice but remained in a state of semi-consciousness. He appears to be roughly fourteen. A silver chain peeks out from the top of his shirt and a medalion of interlocking squares can be discerned through the wet shirt. The boy's sleeves have been rolled up to above the elbow and on his right fore-arm there is a black brand of lightning across a crescent moon. The boy's sandy blonde hair clings to his face and as his eyes flutter open to reveal dark blue eyes turned silver in the sunlight. The boy turns his head to look at the boy nearest him, "Where am I?" (NT) -- Someone, 20:04:55 01/29/05 Sat

"The beach, boy. You're on a beach. A beach at Carnerik, to be precise. What's your name?" Victim sounds as nice as possible, but his eyes saw the brand and stayed there. His eyes furrow as he thinks furiously. He looks at Aena, then back to the boy. His tone changes as he asks the next question, "What happened out there?" (NT) -- Victim?, 11:29:03 01/30/05 Sun