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She watched him, from the shadows of the trees. Wondering what had him so pensive. In times past, she would have gone to him, asked...

Now she was not so sure. Instead.. she turned to retreat being as quiet as she could so as not to disturb.
"Come to me moonstone." he said softly, knowing she would hear. He did not call her his moonstone, but more just acknowledged that was what she had once called herself, just using it as a nickname, a term of familiarity. "I know you are there my friend, you really must feel my presence." he says with a soft smile. really must hear m
 
"Come to me moonstone." he said softly, knowing she would hear. He did not call her his moonstone, but more just acknowledged that was what she had once called herself, just using it as a nickname, a term of familiarity. "I know you are there my friend, you really must feel my presence." he says with a soft smile. really must hear m

She stopped. Paused before turning back around in his direction. Soft bare feet make their way to his side before she joins him in the sand, wrapping her arms around her drawn up legs and laying her chin on her knees.

"I spoke it. Did you not believe me?"
 
She stopped. Paused before turning back around in his direction. Soft bare feet make their way to his side before she joins him in the sand, wrapping her arms around her drawn up legs and laying her chin on her knees.

"I spoke it. Did you not believe me?"
"I don't think its that I didn't believe you, more, I do not know how you know so quickly... its very... fascinating." he said pausing to find the right word.
 
"I don't think its that I didn't believe you, more, I do not know how you know so quickly... its very... fascinating." he said pausing to find the right word.

Turning her head to face him, resting her cheek on her knees, she watches him, a small smile playing across her lips before she turns her head again and looks out to sea.

"It's our bond, Glad. It's still there. No matter where we end up in the world, it'll always be there. What makes you seek out the sea, my friend?"
 
Turning her head to face him, resting her cheek on her knees, she watches him, a small smile playing across her lips before she turns her head again and looks out to sea.

"It's our bond, Glad. It's still there. No matter where we end up in the world, it'll always be there. What makes you seek out the sea, my friend?"
He nods, "I wish it were healed." he murmered softly almost too quiet to hear.

"Many reasons, stress mostly...overwhelmed by the rw... lonely.... feeling out of control... hoped that the sea might calm me." he didn't mention the thought that part of him had wondered if he had had gone to the sea would she or others of his friends appear...though, he was a bit afraid to let her know how much he missed the sollace of her company, and that of their friends as well.
 
He nods, "I wish it were healed." he murmered softly almost too quiet to hear.

"Many reasons, stress mostly...overwhelmed by the rw... lonely.... feeling out of control... hoped that the sea might calm me." he didn't mention the thought that part of him had wondered if he had had gone to the sea would she or others of his friends appear...though, he was a bit afraid to let her know how much he missed the sollace of her company, and that of their friends as well.

She reached out a hand and gently squeezed his arm.

"Give it time, Glad. It will heal." She sighed, "I know what you mean. My charge in the RW is facing the prospect of cancer for the second time. The doctors are running more tests again and consulting. It doesn't look good. We all got through it the first time. I'm worried this time, we won't be so lucky."
 
She reached out a hand and gently squeezed his arm.

"Give it time, Glad. It will heal." She sighed, "I know what you mean. My charge in the RW is facing the prospect of cancer for the second time. The doctors are running more tests again and consulting. It doesn't look good. We all got through it the first time. I'm worried this time, we won't be so lucky."
He covers her hand with his own. "That sounds very sad and nerve wracking." he says softly. "Suppose I should feel lucky that none of my stressers are life or death situations.."
 
He covers her hand with his own. "That sounds very sad and nerve wracking." he says softly. "Suppose I should feel lucky that none of my stressers are life or death situations.."

She smiled, "I told you about him before. Those tests came back negative but then a month ago.. " she stopped, "But my troubles are not yours. What is stressing you so? What we have talked of in private?"
 
She smiled, "I told you about him before. Those tests came back negative but then a month ago.. " she stopped, "But my troubles are not yours. What is stressing you so? What we have talked of in private?"
"No, you need not stop sharing. sometimes it is healing, therapudic to take ones attention off one's own problems and focus on helping another, listening to another. I remember you told me about him."

He nods, "Yes some of what we have discussed in private. relationships, school work especially.... I just feel so alone.... It really really bothers me that I have a girlfriend who I see more than 4 times a week in class and outside class, yet it has been over week since I have been touched in any way. No hug, no hand holding, no touch of comfort what so ever...." he cuts himself off, not willing to go into too much detail in public.
 
"No, you need not stop sharing. sometimes it is healing, therapudic to take ones attention off one's own problems and focus on helping another, listening to another. I remember you told me about him."

He nods, "Yes some of what we have discussed in private. relationships, school work especially.... I just feel so alone.... It really really bothers me that I have a girlfriend who I see more than 4 times a week in class and outside class, yet it has been over week since I have been touched in any way. No hug, no hand holding, no touch of comfort what so ever...." he cuts himself off, not willing to go into too much detail in public.

She looped her arm through his, scooted closer and put her head on his shoulder, squeezing his forearm gently with her hand.

"There's not much that can be done in my case now. It's matter of waiting again. Gods, I'm so sick of waiting. It seems like that's all I do, is wait. That's a helpless feeling and I don't do well with helpless."

She glanced from sea to his face and squeezed his arm again while lifting up slightly to press a kiss to his jaw.

"I'm sorry, Glad. It doesn't sound like it's going well at all for you. Have you given thought to what you'll do? And is school being a bear because of this or because of the material you're covering?"
 
"Yes waiting sucks... and... sometimes you do alright without being in control." he said trying to make a half hearted atempt at a joke.

"A little of both. the material is rapid, 5 weeks for one course, 8 for the other... but also I have group projects with her, and she is barely communicating with me... I just feel overwhelmed. You know me, you know what withholding of touch would do to me. I have given thoughts to what I need to do for me to be happy, and if I wish to avoid mistakes of my past, I need to take a step back. But I have to handle that the right way for we share all of our classes..." he places his cheek against the top of her head as she rests against him. He takes a deep breath blowing out a sigh. "I can't have a rift between us... it would make school much more difficult."
 
"Yes waiting sucks... and... sometimes you do alright without being in control." he said trying to make a half hearted atempt at a joke.

"A little of both. the material is rapid, 5 weeks for one course, 8 for the other... but also I have group projects with her, and she is barely communicating with me... I just feel overwhelmed. You know me, you know what withholding of touch would do to me. I have given thoughts to what I need to do for me to be happy, and if I wish to avoid mistakes of my past, I need to take a step back. But I have to handle that the right way for we share all of our classes..." he places his cheek against the top of her head as she rests against him. He takes a deep breath blowing out a sigh. "I can't have a rift between us... it would make school much more difficult."

She laughed softly, "Yes, I know I do fine without the control. You know I adore it that way," she teased him, appreciative that he was trying to make her laugh and it worked.

"This is different as you well know. I'm the one that holds my family together. They need me in control. Oddly, no one else steps up so someone has to and that's you know who.

Have you asked her what's wrong? Clearly something is. Maybe she's trying to do what you're trying to, not make waves since you both have the same classes."
 
She laughed softly, "Yes, I know I do fine without the control. You know I adore it that way," she teased him, appreciative that he was trying to make her laugh and it worked.

"This is different as you well know. I'm the one that holds my family together. They need me in control. Oddly, no one else steps up so someone has to and that's you know who.

Have you asked her what's wrong? Clearly something is. Maybe she's trying to do what you're trying to, not make waves since you both have the same classes."
"Yes I know you are very strong my friend."

"I've tried to talk to her..." he throws up his hands in an I don't know gesture. "Much more I'd have to ddiscuss in private..." he says softly.
 
"Yes I know you are very strong my friend."

"I've tried to talk to her..." he throws up his hands in an I don't know gesture. "Much more I'd have to ddiscuss in private..." he says softly.

She squeezed his arm again. "We'll talk in private. If you'd like to. In the meantime, what say you to just enjoying the ocean and soothing affect it has on both of us, hm?"
 
She squeezed his arm again. "We'll talk in private. If you'd like to. In the meantime, what say you to just enjoying the ocean and soothing affect it has on both of us, hm?"
He nods, "Yes I'd like to talk with you... there are things I want to talk to someone about..."

He slides his arm around her giving her his free hand in place of the arm he had slid around her. "Yes... that sounds nice. I am sleepy... I just want to cuddle with you, until I fade off to sleep." he says softly. "Unless you meant let the ocean soothe us in other ways?" he said raising an eyebrow, "Cause honestly that could be fun too."
 
He nods, "Yes I'd like to talk with you... there are things I want to talk to someone about..."

He slides his arm around her giving her his free hand in place of the arm he had slid around her. "Yes... that sounds nice. I am sleepy... I just want to cuddle with you, until I fade off to sleep." he says softly. "Unless you meant let the ocean soothe us in other ways?" he said raising an eyebrow, "Cause honestly that could be fun too."

She chuckled and lifted a hand to his cheek and kissed it.

"Glad, you're adorable. Now rest and sleep."
 
She peeked over her shoulder and noticed he was fast asleep. Being careful, she wiggled out from under his arm, letting him gently lie in the sand. Bending over him, she kissed his temple and walked down the shore, walking along the edge of the waterline, her arms shoved into the front pockets of her shorts.

Cait let her mind wander in the ensuing quietness of the night as it enfolded her. Various thoughts came and went. The breeze was stronger tonight than was usual. It tossed her hair away from her face, blowing it behind her. One day down and gotten through. Tomorrow would bring another yet to face and be seen too. Trials and Tribulations. Laughter and Caring. Everything made us stronger. The human spirit is enduring. We make choices. We get beat down, we choose to get up or we choose to stay down. We choose to stay or we choose to go. Our choices speak to our character. Everything is a lesson.

Shoulders back, woman. Chin up, stand tall.

It was time to go home.

It was time to sleep.
 
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He woke on the rock he'd been sitting on, alone. This didn't surprise him, but there was a part of him that had wished she had stayed and slept in his arms, alas that was not to be. He stretched as he stood, hearing his back pop and crack from laying on the hard ground. He bent and began to stretch. Moving from form to form through yoga like poses trying to stretch out and center himself.

After a time he began to undress and with in a few moments bare feet carried him into the ocean diving into the refreshing depths of the waves.
 
There is a hint of wildness just beneath the surface. A longing for things that are better left dead and buried. A wolf comes sauntering, stalking, starving. She strips down as she walks~first shirt, then shorts, next panties, then bra...til all that is left is a small silver chain nestled between breasts. She walks into the surging surf and the shock of cold causes instant goose bumps.

She grins, dives, gone.
 
Memories of happier times, of worse times, of support given and received. They float, like her body in the water. Surging upward until face breaks the surface...a gulp of clean air then turning to float on the waves, golden brown eyes closed, small smile on full lips.

"Good."

Silence again, flipping, diving. Happy. Solitude.
 
*Standing on the patio, looking out towards the sea, shading my eyes from the sun glare sparkling on the water, I spot a playful brown form frolicking and playing in the water.*

Is that an otter? :D
 
Coming up for air again, closer to the shore. Swim forward until my feet can touch the ground and rise, brown skin glistening in the afternoon sun. Eyes search the Outlook and I see a pretty form up on the deck...hand goes up...waves.

Feet lead me toward the beach and eventually, I clamber up on a rock and spread out, allowing the sun to dry me. Am happy, better than happy. At peace.
 
Coming up for air again, closer to the shore. Swim forward until my feet can touch the ground and rise, brown skin glistening in the afternoon sun. Eyes search the Outlook and I see a pretty form up on the deck...hand goes up...waves.

Feet lead me toward the beach and eventually, I clamber up on a rock and spread out, allowing the sun to dry me. Am happy, better than happy. At peace.

*Waving back with a grin at my silliness. I need my eyes checked.*

Ah, it's not a playful otter, it's a sexy mermaid! :kiss:
 
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