Talk:Beach/Pier/@comment-25353104-20140901220849/@comment-25247881-20140902012941



Analeese tasted the sea spray on her lips, as the daughter of Nemesis inhaled the ocean air. She let it fill up her lungs, the crispness a welcome relief from the warm muggy weather in the camp. She wiped sweat off her brow, and drank a bottle of water that she had brought with her. Exercise was the only thing that kept her both mentally and physically stimulated long enough to drown out all of the information going in. In the past, when she had lived a nomadic lifestyle this was a virtue, it allowed her to detach herself and figure out what was going on. Camp was a different story. She ran a hand down her tattered jean shorts to wipe off the excess water, taking off a grey flannel shirt to reveal a vest top underneath. She sees a large silhouette at the edge of the pier and watches him with curiosity. "Having fun there? The view is a lot better this side of the pier." She teased, with a thinly veiled smirk on her lips.