*Almerin Cealan /closed| Half-California boy?

[Phantom]

/I think I should have put on more sunscreen./

[/i] Almerin thought, nervously biting his lip. He could almost feel his skin starting to get sunburn on it. But he didn't really care, it was a beautiful morning and he had a lot to think about. He usually always came to the beach when he needed to think.

Maybe it was the sound of the waves hitting the shore, the birds calling out with their peircing 'caws' to which he set himself to repeating, the sound of the wind drifting through the trees and making them whistle slightly. Even the slightest breeze changed the beach entirely. It was like him.

One event could change the course of his life forever, no matter how minor it seemed. The quiet boy at that time stopped trying to mimik the sea birds, being rather bad at it for one. For another, he didn't want to attract people to his spot. He seemed to be the only one out there at the time, which was rare. Finally he just wanted peace and quiet to think.

Such an event in particular had changed his life, his mother and father getting a divorce. And now that life-changing factor was to make another influence in his life. He had been separated from his brother's for the longest time, they had used to be the best of friends. The divorce sent him away to Rose Wood, while his brothers were forced to live with their mother.

A right he pitied them for, they were stuck with her. Well, until they were old enough to make the choice to leave themselves. And that's why he was here, to think of what was to come. His brothers would be returning, that would be good, yes? However he felt some tug in his mind that said that trouble was to come of this, and he couldn't dismiss it.

Almerin was one of those people who was rather easily influenced, although he knew right from wrong. He often influenced himself in both directions, and became indecisive, that then would be the time to come and think. A small sigh escaped his lips. /I just wish I had something to do./

That broke through his somber thoughts and rained sunshine into his mind. He was at the /beach/ for crying out loud! Shouldn't he be doing something other than worrying and being a grouch? It would be easier if he had a friend there, but that wouldn't happen. He was going to move in with his brothers soon, and his father had sent him to Rose Wood.

It was likely because his father had gotten tired of his constant whining about missing them. That, for a moment, brought a smile on his face. /I might as well try to do something productive./[/b] Almerin thought as he got up. Sand was all over his jeans and it made them rather uncomfortable, however he brought himself to ignore it.

Now he just needed to decide what to do exactly, at this point he didn't fancy a swim. /Maybe I should take a walk.../[/i] Before he could even finish the thought the boy started across the beach. He looked like a dark blot on the golden sand, black hair, black hoodie. At least his jeans were a relaxing blue, and his shoes were an electric green. His eyes were plain and simple brown, but it made sense with him.

He reached up a hand to touch his necklace, a 'crystal' arrow-head. However it held some value to him. Secretly he wished someone would come around, but he was filled with a deep dread at the same time. Always contradicting himself. Well, maybe that was what made Almerin Uther Cealan who he was. The thinker, always looking to know more, and always observing the world around him. Ahead of him seemed to streach an endless expanse of beach, and he felt like he could walk it forever. If only for the few moments of inner peace he so deeply wished for.

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[Jess]

Gemma was hanging out with her friends at the beach, mostly guys. Okay, okay, all guys. It was just all innocent joking and playing around with eachother at first. But that was at first. One of the guys had gotten the bright idea to bring a couple packs of beer to the beach. Gemma didn't drink any, but after about half an hour all the guys were drunk.

Gemma went and sat down a little ways away from them. They were messing around and being extremely loud and obnoxious. She pulled out her iPod and put the head phones into her ears, turning it on full blast. She quietly sang along to Cascada's Everytime We Touch. She laid back in the sand and gazed up at the clouds, letting her thoughts wander.

A couple of songs later the guys were all standing around Gemma. She turned her iPod down and pulled the ear phones out. "What are you idiots doing?" She frowned at them and sat up. One of them grabbed her by the arm and jerked her up to her feet. "What the fuck are you doing?" She glared at him. "Idiot hole,"

The guy who had grabbed her suddenly pushed Gemma back. One of the other guys caught her and push her to another guy. They were all throwing her around like a hot potato. "What are you guys doing?! Stop it!" Gemma yelled. She couldn't help thinking about how she should have left the beach as soon as they had all gotten theirselves drunk, or even as soon as she had seen the beer.

[Phantom]

Almerin was basking in his temporary zen, well until some obnoxious noise hit his ears. It sounded like a beach party. /Great./ He thought darkly. Which was odd, he usually never had dark thoughts. However his first instinct was to avoid the noise and carry on his way, something of a nerds defense. Yet something seemed to pull him towards the noise, it sounded like something was going on. And that something didn't sound good.

He didn't break his pace, and start into a run. He didn't speed up at all as a matter of fact, it could just be something harmless targeting false intuition. And if that was the case he would much rather save his energy. However, now he could hear the noise getting closer. Every step, he could hear everything a bit clearer. Now he knew something was up, he could hear a girl yelling for someone to stop. In a few moments he was bound to be close enough to catch sight of whatever was happening. One more step, and he stopped in his tracks.

The first thing he saw was the girl, being passed around like a hot potato. The next thing he saw was all the guys. She didn't seem very pleased at what they were doing. He started to feel some sort of sensation, one that would best be called his 'knight in shining armor complex'. His first instinct was to come to her rescue.

But how? He was one person! And all of the guys looked like they could beat him up without even thinking about it. /But I have to do something!/ Came his own mental wailing. Without a second thought to it he started to run closer. "Hey! Stop that!" Almerin yelled. It was at that moment he realized how big those guys were. There was a possibility of him taking one, let alone all of them! /What was I thinking?/

[Jess]

Gemma heard someone yell and saw a guy out of the corner of her eye. Who the hell did this guy think he was? He was gonna get the piss beat out of him. "Stop it!" Gemma yelled at them again. She held a hand to the side of her head after she felt her head get banged against one of their shoulders. Owww, she could feel tears filling up her eyes.

When Gemma was pushed into one of the other guy's chest she stuck her knee out and hit him right where it hurts. He grabbed his crotch and crumpled to the ground. One of the other guys grabbed for Gemma. "Don't touch me!" She slapped at his hand, but he grabbed her anyways. She looked over desperately at the guy who had come over there.

[Phantom]

/You have to do something Almerin... You have too!/ He thought. Just watching the girl get thrown around was painful, and now that she was giving him a look... Shaking his head to clear his mind he thought for the split second he had to do something. He looked strait at the guy who had grabbed her, his chest was exposed, and that was a weak point.

Within a moment he was in front of the guy with his head-first to ram him backwards. The shock would hopefully make him drop her. If not, he could just stomp on his face a few times before he got up. That would likely be a form of motivation. He had to do something to help this girl!

[Jess]

Gemma gave a slight scream when the boy headbutted one of the guys in the chest. He let go of her and stumbled back a bit. She ran away a bit away from the guys, trying to get to a safe place away from them. The remaining two guys went up to the boy and one of them shoved him backwards a bit.

Oh God, this kid is dead. Gemma thought. She braced herself to hear him being beat into a pile of shit. She knew that once the guys had beaten this kid half to death that she would probably be getting raped right here on this beach. She quietly prayed that it would be him who won the fight even though the odds were against him.

[Phantom]

Almerin was shoved back by the remaining two, and almost fell backwards onto the beach. He was lucky he had his footing, because if he fell backwards this fight would be over. /At least the girl's out of the way now./ He thought. Now he had to do something about the other two guys. /Maybe if I hit one with a special move I can scare the other.../

That's just what he did, he ran the few steps between him and the guy closest to him. Then he reached out with his right foot and kicked him dead in the chest. Using the other guys chest as anchorage, he back flipped away. He landed a bit awkwardly, almost falling to the side, yet he managed to regain his composure.

[Jess]

The guy that was kicked fell backwards into the sand. "Shit!" The remaining guy yelled. "This guy is a nut, let's get out of here!" All the guys piled into the car they had came her in and drove away.

Gemma's eyes got wide when she saw the move that the guy pulled. "Whoa..." She breathed. She ran up to him. "OMG thank you! How did you do that? there's no telling what would have happened if you hadn't come along."

[Phantom]

As Almerin saw the guys drive off, his 'knight in shining armor complex' started to die off, that was until he realized he still needed to make sure the girl was okay. He finally managed to catch his breath, the rush of battle fading away. As much as he hated fighting... He loved that rush. It was almost addicting.

Almerin was about to ask her if she was okay, that was until she ran up to him. Just like that his 'knight in shining armor complex' faded, and he became regular old Almerin. It was only then that he realized the girl he apparently rescued was kind of cute, enough to make him blush slightly. "Er, um no problem. Practice, and probably something bad." He managed to say.

[Jess]

Gemma smiled shyly. "Well...thanks..." She trailed off and smoothes down her messed up hair. It was sticking up all over the place like there was an actual fire on her head. She sighed and raked through the tangles with her fingers. "Good thing my swim suit didn't like...get torn off or anything..." She laughed nervously trying to make a joke.

Gemma sighed and continued to rake through her tangled hair. There was no way in hell she would ever hang out with those drunken idiots again. They were obviously nothing but trouble. She could have been raped or way possibly worse.

[Phantom]

"That would have been bad..." Almerin said. He couldn't help but ask; "Are you okay? Those guys were shoving you around pretty hard. I think I saw you hit your head earlier." There was concern in his voice, he had gone through the trouble of saving her after all. He couldn't help but chuckle as he saw her hair was all messed up. It looked like a fire!

/Well, I was hoping to find a friend, maybe this is my wish coming true!/ Almerin thought with a child-like sense of wonder. There was no breaking him of it, the fifteen year-old male still had a child-like veiw of the world. A very odd trait, but that was what made him special.

[Jess]

Gemma gently touched her head where she had hit it earlier. "I did hit my head...but I'm alright." She lightly touched her side where she had a forming bruise. "Being passed aroung like that does hurt though..." She frowned and examined the rest of her body. "Damn drunks," She murmered.

A thought hit Gemma at that moment. The guys were drunk as hell and they had driven home or to...wherever. Either they would get pulled over for DUI and taken into the police station, or whatever they did when someone was drunk driving, or they would get into a crash and die. Gemma sorta like the second option better, but she knew it would be terrible if they died and they would end up hurting other people too if they got into an accident.

When another thought hit Gemma she painfullly sucked in her breath. They could end up killing an innocent family like a drunk driver had killed hers so many years ago. She found herself silently praying that some cop would pull them over before they ended up hurting innocent people.

[Phantom]

"You should put some ice on that bruise..." Almerin commented, blinking. When she said 'drunks' an image flashed in his mind. A normal day at the beach, all of them might be friends. Someone brings alcohol and all the guys start drinking, and they decide to gang-rape the pretty girl. /She was right when she said she was lucky I came along./

He couldn't help but notice the scar that ran from her left shoulder to her right thigh. "Has this happened before? Did they cut you?" He asked, his eyes widening. Whatever happened it had to have been painful, he felt sorry for the girl. And much to his displeasure it showed on his face.

It was then that he realized that asking about her scar had been rude, he would take it back... but... It was already said and he wanted to know the answer. If it was those guys who had done that to her... He ground his teeth together with rage, just thinking about it.

[Jess]

Gemma nodded. "Yeah, I'll do that when I get home. Hopefully I can sneak it by everyone..." She sighed and poked at the bruise. She remembered a couple of years ago when she would poke at bruises and cuts and complain about it hurt when she did that. Then her brother would say: "Well then don't do thar, dumbass."

It took Gemma by surprise when he asked about her scar, thinking that it was the guys who had caused it. She swollowed hard. "Uhh, no, they didn't do anything to me. I was in a car crash a couple of years ago and that's how I got it..." Gemma trailed off, not wanting to go into any details about the accident and about how she had lost her family.

[Phantom]

"Hopefully, because that would really help it heal up quickly." Almerin said. As he saw her poke the bruise a question arose in his mind. "Does it hurt to touch or is it numb?" He asked, focusing on her bruise, and trying not to look at her scar. /That would be rude!/ He scolded himself.

As she talked about her scar Almerin felt bad for asking. "I-I'm sorry I asked. I shouldn't have been so rude." He apologized. "But uh, I just realized I never told you my name." This would be a good way to change the subject. "I'm Almerin, it's nice to meet you." He offered her his hand, blushing slightly.