Stargazing [Open] Jan 30, 2015 3:03:15 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Jan 30, 2015 3:03:15 GMT -5
When was the last time he’d experienced such a thing?
The salty smell of the waves as they crashed on the shore. The light, cool wind, blowing in from the great unknown. The way the twinkling stars blinked and shone on the dark water; everything in the area lit by nothing but the light of the moon and the cosmos above. Such a serene peace, it would relax even the most tense of men.
The last time Angeal had seen the ocean, the sounds of gunfire and explosions had been on either side of him, the sounds of waves drowned out by the sounds of screams and orders and magic. Slowly, his glowing blue gaze scanned the scene, taking in all that he could with an attempt to relax. However, not even the onslaught of comfort to his senses couldn’t remove the Soldier’s perpetual frown, nor could it shake the mild, uneasy feeling from his gut.
It wasn’t memories from the past that were haunting Angeal, though. His gloved hands tightened on his elbows, his eyebrows furrowing.
This was a beautiful place, yet, the Soldier had no idea where this place was.
He wasted no time reassuring himself that it wasn’t Wutai. No, the sand was different, the constellations were different … This was no place the Soldier was familiar with, and to make matters worse, he hadn’t felt the presence of a single, other being on this strange island yet. In the distance, he could see the lights of another island; most likely the main island, he reasoned. Angeal scratched his chin, releasing a light sigh. It would be easy to migrate over to the main island, but without any other information, he couldn’t quite formulate whether or not it was a good idea. If the inhabitants weren’t peaceful, he’d be outnumbered, and he’d rather avoid a scene if possible.
“I can’t stay here forever,” Angeal reminded himself, both amused and annoyed at his predicament. But, where would he go? How did he get here in the first place?
Stuck with more questions than he had answers, the Soldier continued to gaze out at the dark ocean, attempting to tame the twitching muscle in his arm. Though he hadn’t sensed anyone on this island, Angeal couldn’t help but feel uneasy.
After all, he’d woken up here with no memory of how, or when, or why. Who’s to say the same thing wouldn’t happen to someone else?