```Tasting Salt [Open, Kiah]

[kiah]

The wind whispered in my ears surrounding me in its presence. It wasn’t an uncomfortable feeling, but it wasn’t welcoming either. It felt as though I wasn’t alone, , but alone at the same time..... Was that even possible? It bit at my exposed skin; it sent goose bumps up my arms. The whispering continued, enveloping me, memorizing me in its presence. It felt as though nothing else existed apart from this emptiness, this presence that surrounded him but gave me no company.

Slowly his eyes swam with vision, the world around him coming to life. He felt dizzy and unstable. Goose bumps still ran up his arms swarming him like an angry swarm of bees. It made him feel uncomfortable, all again. The thought scared him, he hated the way they just crept up on him, attacking him at his weakest. Like the hunter taking its prey. He felt as though he was the vulnerable, one that who is defenceless, being hunted by the hunter.

He looked down into his arms at the still figure. She looked..... Well Evaman wasn’t really sure on how she looked. Pale and lifeless. Panic ran through him, what was he going to do?! He had just killed a girl! Well that what he believed happen.... she lay still and lifeless in his arms, not moving a muscle, not even to breathe. He felt the panic run through his body making its way to his head. This was mayhem! Ye didn’t know if it was his Bipolar playing up making him over react or if he was actually really worried about her! About this stranger in his arms.

The thought surprised him. His eyes clouded with confusion as he lay Aryn down beside him. He sat down stared up at the sky, the storm clouds now starting to fade, leaving behind a sky clear of clouds, and beautiful stars sparkling in the mystical sky that they call their home. It calmed Evaman down. He felt a peaceful feeling return to him. he looked at the large sparse sea that was before him. The wild free sea. Free from the horrible inhabitants of the beach around him. He felt like a caged chicken, one that was getting ready for plucking or being turned into a dinner for two! But when he looked out at the ocean all thoughts worries left him leaving him happy and content.

But then he looked at the body beside him and all the uninvited emotions returned to him. Emotions of fear, emotions of anger, confusion, and sadness all mingled into one major hurricane that stormed through his mind. He was confused on why he feels concerned for the girl, why was he scared for her, and then why was he angry! He wasn’t angry at the girl, he was angry at his life! Why was he so... Messed up!

He was so engrossed in his own life, that he barely realized that Aryn had gotten herself into a sitting position, she was really unsteady, but that didn’t stop her from trying to stand up, but instead she fell. Face into the ground and lay there.. Trying to get up again, but was unable to. She looked so vulnerable. From being pale and lifeless to being worse than that, to being miserable, to being worse thyaqn death. It pained him to see her like this. It pained him to see anyone like this. He cringed away as he heard her croak a sound one of pure urgency and pain.

He got up and moved over to her. He didn’t know what he was going to do, but he had to do something, if he didn’t... well he wasn’t sure what was going to happen. He moved to her slowly, not wanting to startle her, to cause any further pain than she is already in. He didn’t know what he was going to do or say to help her, she didn’t seem to be the type of person who liked to be touched, like the state she was in before was just some sort of phase like the phases he gets into, but more confusing, more personal....

He reached her she was whimpering and making small urgent sounds under her breathe.

“Aryn? Aryn?... are you alright? Aryn? Can you hear me?” The worry in his voice was obvious, he gently shook her shoulder. Trying to get her to concentrate on his question, to see her eyes, to look in them, for them to tell him that she was going to be alright. just to see them and make sure she was going to make it.

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ooc= sorry about the wait, just came back from holiday, had no internet..:/

[arx!!]

--- Aryn Jacckson ---

The stars in the sky were swirling around and blending together, melting into the ocean which only distorted them more. My head aches with the pain of ... well, I can't remember ... why does my head hurt? My skin is growing less and less numb and I can feel my arms, face. I think I can see blood, but my eyes may be deceiving me just as they do with the stars. I roll over onto my back and rub my head, trying to get the pain to leave but that plan fails. I still only see swirling things and I can't-wh-where are my toes?

I raise my head up only slightly an d find that the dizziness is slowly moving to the edges of my vision. I feel panicked for a moment - my toes aren't there. Oh, oh! They finally emerge from my cloudy vision and a smile. I wiggle them and start to laugh. Joy spreads over me. My toes! They are still there. I sit up, and to my relief feel much better, much more focused, able to see, no headache. I grab my feet in my hands feel my toes. They are so smooth, so little, so adorable. I let myself giggle again at how amazing they are. I am so glad they are still there - I thought I had lost them forever.

I turn to look around at a feeling in my shoulder. Fingers, a hand, an arm, a shoulder, a neck, a face ... A boy. Fear shoots through me. What does he want? No. Whatever he wants he can't. He is speaking but I can't make out the words ... It sounds as if he is screeching, what? I rip my shoulder free from his grasp and stand, glad I am finally able to. I take a few steps back, fear still coursing through my body. "What do you want?" But I only hold my ears in pain as my own voice rings in my ears, wailing and screeching.

The boy does not reply, but I think I already know his answer. His eyes they - They are looking ... My toes ... Anger runs through me instantly, fear only increasing. "No! No! No! You can't take them, NO! They are mine! No!" I start to run - away from the boy, away from my own screeches, towards safety ... Wait - What safety? My feet begin to slow as I reach the edge of the beach. My mind whirls. Where exactly am I going? Safety. Where is safety? My dad. No, safety is the ocean ... My dad is hell. He killed my mom, he - he made me like this. It all started coming back, the boy, Evaman. The scratches on my arms and face are because of the drugs and the drugs are because my father injects it ail into me and beats me and my mom ... She is gone.

"Liquor."

I start to run again, forgetting the boy ... I need liquor. My father will be so furious with me. I had been gone all day. It is nighttime and probably really early because the boats are coming in from early morning fishing. I have to make sure I sneak into the house, quietly. He can't notice or I am dead. Tomorrow I will try to go out to sea. I need to relax, get away. From what? Life? God, yes. Take me. Take me away with you ...

OOC: Very low muse, I am so sorry for ... that. ^^

[kiah]

He gently shook her, trying to get a response, a response that she was going to live to make it…

“Mum? Mum? Mum why are you ignoring me?” I said,
as I watched my mother’s face drain of colour. Her face that was once rosy and cheerful, to become this… dead and colourless. Just staring. Lost to the world, stuck in her mind. Her face blank, her eyes… glazed and lost.
What had become of her?
“mummy?” I called urgently, to her, but she continued to get further and further away. She had never ignored me on purpose before, why now?

Evaman felt tears spring to his eyes as his mind swam with the memory. He hastily wiped them away. He was fine it was the girl in front of him that was on the verge of… he wasn’t sure to tell the truth. He wasn’t sure if she was going to live, or if it was reasonably normal thing for her. All that he did know was that he wanted to help. Then he changed. He felt on top of the world. Like he could run to hell and back, and keep going. He knew that he was entering a new phase, one of which nothing could make him feel low on himself.

He looked at the girl. She had gotten up. She looked worried at first as panic spread through her, and then she calmed down as she realized something. Evaman cracked up with giggles as he realized what she was so happy about. He laughed, like a mad hatter, as the girl started feeling and playing with her toes in amusement and relief. Ev found it ridiculously funny! Where would her toes have gone? For a walk? He cracked the joke in his head, which he also found incredibly funny!

Then she turned on him, her eyes turned fearful as she realised that Ev had grip on her shoulder. she was fearful at first then her fear turned in to anger as she realised something that I didn’t. then the screeching started. She said I couldn’t have them. That they were hers. Evaman looked at her in confusion… what did he want that he couldn’t have? then realization dawned on him. She thought that he wanted her toes! The giggles started again. Her toes!

“ why would I want your Toes?” he managed to say as he tried to control his laughter.

But she didn’t answer she got up, her hands were cupping her face in pain, her eyes screwed tight, like the sound of my voice, her voice, was giving her excruciating pain. What was wrong with her? he thought as he stood up. But she ran. Running off up the beach.

That’s when Evaman started to come to his senses. This girl was in trouble. There was something wrong with her that, he couldn’t understand. She was a mystery to him, which he wanted to solve. He wanted to help. He just wasn’t sure on how he was going to do it, but nothing could put him down. He was going to do it. He was sure of it. he was going to help this girl, no matter what it took, so he followed her.

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[ooc= I amso sorry that it's bad..D:
It was the first time I've done him changing phases and I'm still not sure how to... but I'll get there. and BTW I love your post! :D]