MAEA
She got a few goodly pinches before she learned to check the shells for inhabitants, and likewise cut her fingers open more than once until she grew more cautious with the corals. So intent was she on bringing the treasures back to the others that she didn't notice the shapes in the water, nor was she particularly concerned about a few drops of blood spilled into the surf.
Maea got back to the others without too much trouble, and accepted the jar Remi handed her. She looked out to the agitated ocean, considered for a moment, and then nodded just like before. "I should be able to manage that, yes." Taking a moment to look over her hands and to see what the others were doing, she then went back to the beach again.
This time, Maea did not banish the water entirely from around her. Remi had said sand from beneathy the waves, and perhaps she was being a touch too literal, but she would do as she was bid. Already drenched, she waded out into the surf until it reached her to the knees, using her magic to merely lessen the impact of the waves as they came crashing towards her. It was still difficult to remain standing, and in the dim ligth she saw little more than the nearest waves as she leaned down to fill the jar with sand and seawater. Straightening up, Maea turned her back to the sea and began to leech the water out of the jar, hoping to leave behind only dry sand by the time she put the lid back on.
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Maea cut her hands on the corals and spilled some blood into the sea. She accepts the jar and goes back into the water to fill it with sand. She turns her back to the sea while drying the sand, oblivious to the shadows lurking in the water.
Maea got back to the others without too much trouble, and accepted the jar Remi handed her. She looked out to the agitated ocean, considered for a moment, and then nodded just like before. "I should be able to manage that, yes." Taking a moment to look over her hands and to see what the others were doing, she then went back to the beach again.
This time, Maea did not banish the water entirely from around her. Remi had said sand from beneathy the waves, and perhaps she was being a touch too literal, but she would do as she was bid. Already drenched, she waded out into the surf until it reached her to the knees, using her magic to merely lessen the impact of the waves as they came crashing towards her. It was still difficult to remain standing, and in the dim ligth she saw little more than the nearest waves as she leaned down to fill the jar with sand and seawater. Straightening up, Maea turned her back to the sea and began to leech the water out of the jar, hoping to leave behind only dry sand by the time she put the lid back on.
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Maea cut her hands on the corals and spilled some blood into the sea. She accepts the jar and goes back into the water to fill it with sand. She turns her back to the sea while drying the sand, oblivious to the shadows lurking in the water.
Nothing lasts forever, I thought you should know
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