Perhaps....

[Desko StrangeBlade]

Desko stood on the cool soft sands of the beach gazing out into the dark water, watchign its every move. The only light was that coming from the great ball in the sky known as the moon.
He sighed and sat down, continuing to watch the waves. Perhaps he'd stay, because perhaps, things would get better, but then again he could be wasting time. Though, if he left, he would never know. He scratched his head digging for an answer.

[Ffasma Doomsday]

*Ffasma stumbled out of the bushes, waving her arm around crazily. She staggers over to Desko and flops down beside him, giggling madly. This is odd. Ffasma is not very good at making friends, having lived in the dark depths of the woods for quite some time. She sways back and forth and it is clear to see that she is quite tipsy. She hiccups and leans against Desko, unaware that he seems to be lost in thought.*

H'lo there, young beast...'ow're you? *She giggles again, her odd eyes glimmering in the moonshine.*