Moon Beams [Open]

[Ara]

With quick, graceful movements, the young man seemed to dance with the moonlight. Long black hair twirled about him as his arms moved in almost random patterns. His red robe moved gently with his movements, seeming to be apart of him. Eyes closed and other senses open, Ara was at peace upon the grass near the lake. The cool night air was soothing as the night birds hooted and the insects sang sweet little melodies.

Bringing his movement to a halt, Ara stretched himself out. No use in getting cramps, now was there? He sat down on the grass, just listening to the sound of the night and feeling the gentle touch of the wind's fingers. It was a beautiful night to be enjoying the park. Ara almost wished his mother was here to see it. She would have appreciated something such as this. Sighing, Ara went through his memories of his brothers, his parents and his childhood. They brought back pain and sadness that were long since buried deep down somewhere within himself.

[Damien Kawaimizo]

Damien opened his eyes. Had he really been asleep that long? Looking around, he noticed that the sun had set. He sighed and began to work his way to his feet. Why hadn't he dreamt of Jag? He shook the troublesome thought from his head and tried to focus on something else.

Suddenly, he caught sight of someone moving, a cloak flowing behind them. Placing his hands in his jean pockets, Damien made his way over to them. "Um, you alright?" he asked, half concerned.

[Ara]

[whisper=Damien]Urgh, I'm museless[/whisper]

A voice caught Ara's attention, bringing his face up wards to look at the stranger. He nodded his head at the question of his well-being. "Why, may I ask, are you out this late?" he asked politely. Never mind that he was, but wasn't the point. It was, after all, nearly 11 pm. Imagine what could happen if somebody came across you and had bad intent? What would you do then?

[Damien Kawaimizo]

"Funny," Damien smirked. "I was about to ask you the same thing." Damien turned away to scan the horizon. "It's funny, you just standing here by yourself. Why not go home to your family?" He cocked his head to the side.

Sitting down, Damien sighed. "I can't sleep. So I'm here. What's your excuse?" He turned to the man and smirked, something he only did after a long bit of rest.

[Ara]

Ara smirked slightly. He had the habit of doing such things. Then the question came. Ara looked down with a slight frown. "I don't have a family" he said darkly. You'd have to know his past to understand.

Ara sat himself down next to Damien, but at a respectful distance. "I'm meditating. It's easiest to do at night." Ara's face was now plain with no expression upon it.

[Damien Kawaimizo]

Damien sensed he had hurt the man, but continued on anyway, this time with a bit more sesativity. "Ah. I see." Damien sighed and pushed the hair out of his eyes. "I don't have all my family, either." He smirked bitterly. "Lost half of myself, really." He turned to the man. "Hm. Never thought I'd run into someone that meditates. I always see it in movies and stuff, but I didn't expect it in real life." He sighed. "Guess there's a lot of things you don't expect in real life."

[Ara]

Ara smirked at his comment about meditating in movies. "You'd be surprised how many people actually do meditate." Ara was getting the vibe that this.... boy was slightly depressed, though he could be wrong. "Anyway, I'm Ara. Ara Jarl" he said holding his hand out for a shake. Sure, he meditated, but that didn't mean he was like any other guy.