“Nice to meet ya Serah.” He said with a nod. “Yeah, its pretty awesome here.” He replied. He remember not long ago when he and his friends had wanted nothing more than to leave Destiny Island and travel to other worlds. However after his last few adventures, nothing made him happier then to be home. “It definatly a relaxing place. How are you liking it?” He asked.
╌╌ Breaking off from his gaze, eyes turn towards the stirring tide. “It’s beautiful. It kind of reminds me of home.” They hold on the crushing waves for a while. “Chance you might be able takeme around a little?"
Sora paused for a moment when he noticed someone approaching him. He gave he a friendly smile as she greeted him. “Hey.” He said returning the greeting. “Oh yeah. Lived here my whole life.” Sora responded to her question. “I’m Sora by the way. Welcome to the islands.”
╌╌ It could of gone one way or the other, answered her call or ignore it. The thought never occurred to Serah once approaching but it was never something of importance either. Gladly it didn’t result to an passing lingering in her mind of the sort.
A lovely boy he was, his smile made her brighten up. “I’m Serah, it’s great to meet you Sora. The islands? Sounds like a paradise of a home.”
It had been’t been long since the gang had returned to their home. And Sora rushed to made his way to the beach. It had been so long since he’d been able to just relax. Or just enjoy being back on his island in general.
As he approach, he noticed quite a few people out and about. He smiled brightly as he made his way to the surf to glance out at the water. He looked back at his friends. It had been a while since he’d spoken to a lot of them. It was time that changed.
╌╌ A yawn passes through her lips, she stretches the aching muscles before landing on the sand with great carelessness. Maybe it was something of the currents rhythmic waves that made her drowsy- it reminded her well of home. Understanding that she couldn’t stay no longer, the girl rises and dusts the sand mildew. Suddenly she freezes in her motion to the sound of someone approaching her way even under the soft crunching steps of grains, being grown by the sea side any would know of those steps.
Emerged from the collection of bush and tropical greenery a boy appeared with hair that spiked out more solidly than her older sister would style Serah perked up a smile, hiding her hands behind her back. “Hello there.” She starts, wanting to reach the boy before continuing. “Are you a resident here? I’m kind of new."
