The Outlook

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Cup of coffee in hand, she stands at the rail, looking out over the ocean and to the horizon. The Ocean never fails to soothe. Behind her, the soft noises of the staff as they go about their work.
 
The sounds of footfalls echo behind the warrioress as he entered the Outlook with nothing but a pair of gi pants on, wiping the sweat from his combat routines away from his face with a towel.

"Good morning, Caitlin." He said to her, leaning against the rail beside her.
 
The sounds of footfalls echo behind the warrioress as he entered the Outlook with nothing but a pair of gi pants on, wiping the sweat from his combat routines away from his face with a towel.

"Good morning, Caitlin." He said to her, leaning against the rail beside her.

She turned her head to smile at him, "Good Morning, Adrian. Have a good workout?"
 
He smiled before winking at her. "Good enough. I'm a bit rusty at my martial arts, but as long as I feel exhausted doing the right thing, then I'm happy."

Accepting a glass of water from a passing staff member, he took a sip. "How about you? How's your morning so far?"
 
He smiled before winking at her. "Good enough. I'm a bit rusty at my martial arts, but as long as I feel exhausted doing the right thing, then I'm happy."

Accepting a glass of water from a passing staff member, he took a sip. "How about you? How's your morning so far?"

Quiet, thankfully. The RW is about to haul me away shortly. *she smiles and sips from her mug*
 
Quiet, thankfully. The RW is about to haul me away shortly. *she smiles and sips from her mug*

He smiles back then plants a soft kiss upon her cheek.

"Well, let's hope the day goes well, hm?" Winking again, he took a seat nearby and sipped some more of his water.
 
He smiles back then plants a soft kiss upon her cheek.

"Well, let's hope the day goes well, hm?" Winking again, he took a seat nearby and sipped some more of his water.

We can hope. Aside from the workout, how goes it, Adrian?
 
The elven warrior stands at the rail of the outlook Staring down into the sea. Watching the waves break against the struts of the pier below. He is pensive this night. many thoughts weighing on his mind. too many questions without answers, just too much...
 
The elven warrior stands at the rail of the outlook Staring down into the sea. Watching the waves break against the struts of the pier below. He is pensive this night. many thoughts weighing on his mind. too many questions without answers, just too much...

The tinkle of small bells can be heard just before arms slide around his waist from behind. Dressed in a summer dress, bare feet and small chain of tiny bells around her ankle.
 
Walking along the shoreline, lost in my thoughts, I find a place to relax. Finding a place, I sit down and look out at the ocean.
 
She kissed his back, "You'll figure it out, A'maelamin. I have all faith in you."
"Thank you... dear one." he murmers pulling her by her arms tighter around him against him wanting to feel her closeness, although he did not turn to her yet, not ready to break his sight of the water.
 
"Thank you... dear one." he murmers pulling her by her arms tighter around him against him wanting to feel her closeness, although he did not turn to her yet, not ready to break his sight of the water.

She rested her cheek against his back, pressed up against him. She felt no need to break the moment. Her strength, his, if needed.
 
She rested her cheek against his back, pressed up against him. She felt no need to break the moment. Her strength, his, if needed.
Finally he turned to her holding her to his chest now. needing the feel of her petite yet strong body pressed to his. feel the way she fit so comfortably against him. "It is quite here tonight." he murmers softly.
 
I gaze towards the pier and see Glad and Cait together. I decide not to bother them and let them have there time together.
 
Finally he turned to her holding her to his chest now. needing the feel of her petite yet strong body pressed to his. feel the way she fit so comfortably against him. "It is quite here tonight." he murmers softly.

"It's been quiet all weekend, Dear One." She rested her cheek on his chest, her head resting under his jaw.
 
"It's been quiet all weekend, Dear One." She rested her cheek on his chest, her head resting under his jaw.
Glad now has his back to Avellan so he does not see his approach but if he had he would have offered him a smile of thanks.

"Yes I see the china pearl, a place that averages 5 pages a day has had less than a page of posts in 3 days." he says softly, concern for the environment and situations that seem to be dividing those on the boards.
 
Glad now has his back to Avellan so he does not see his approach but if he had he would have offered him a smile of thanks.

"Yes I see the china pearl, a place that averages 5 pages a day has had less than a page of posts in 3 days." he says softly, concern for the environment and situations that seem to be dividing those on the boards.

Not approaching Glad, I continue to gaze out at the ocean.
 
Glad now has his back to Avellan so he does not see his approach but if he had he would have offered him a smile of thanks.

"Yes I see the china pearl, a place that averages 5 pages a day has had less than a page of posts in 3 days." he says softly, concern for the environment and situations that seem to be dividing those on the boards.

"It happens I suppose. Things will level out and hopefully, people will meander back again."
 
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