Elias
Elias carried a fishing pole over one shoulder, and a basket with various items in his other hand. His feet bare, toes curling into the sand, he wandered along at a leisurely pace, studying the ocean. His gaze wandered the beach briefly, skirting right over the pink-clad, extremely revealed woman, before doubling back.
Dark eyes glittered playfully, as he called, "Phoebe, wasn't aware that you took breaks." Tone, clearly teasing, he moved towards her. He was at ease, because the new outlander, who he had promptly taken under his wing, was tending to the stall with the boy.
The boy was teaching her the ropes, more or less. Once he reached the young woman, he'd settle the basket down, and then the pole. "What're you reading?" He inquired, offering a friendly glance to Pim.
Dark eyes glittered playfully, as he called, "Phoebe, wasn't aware that you took breaks." Tone, clearly teasing, he moved towards her. He was at ease, because the new outlander, who he had promptly taken under his wing, was tending to the stall with the boy.
The boy was teaching her the ropes, more or less. Once he reached the young woman, he'd settle the basket down, and then the pole. "What're you reading?" He inquired, offering a friendly glance to Pim.
I'm so tired of the shore, let me in, baby,
You're an ocean beautiful and blue, I wanna swim in you.
You're an ocean beautiful and blue, I wanna swim in you.
