The Isles
 

((location thread, dammit. Life needs to be breathed into this board.))

A warm breeze rustles through the long, waxy leaves of the exotic palm tree. It tickles across the grains of sand on the white beach and dissolves over the blue, blue waters of the tropical island. A paradise untouched by time, the islands inhabitants boast of a special connection with their tropical home, and do very little to destroy it. Still, a few traces of man can be found in a comfortable inn and small village where the natives live.

On this tropical paradise, a heaven and haven in the wilds of the ocean, an unlikely creature leaves her marks in the soft white sand. The creature, a large panther treads softly across the sand, absorbing the feel of the fine grains against her pads, the soft breeze blowing through her onyx black fur, and the warmth of the tropical sun against her skin. A long tail unfurls behind her, leaving a shallow grove in the sand as she walks along the beach. Tight against her side and nearly invisible next to the fur, two long wings are carefully concealed. Nightbringer stops suddenly, facing the ocean. Large, luminous silver orbs sparkle in the bright sun, but the glare of the sun goes unnoticed by the cat. With a deep sigh, Night turns her blinded eyes away from the sun and continues her afternoon trek along the beach, idly wondering if anything of interest will lay in her path this day. Deprived of sight, Night's other senses are much more acute, and she has little difficulty navigating the clean beach of this tropical haven.

*Located beneath a palm on a coasted area, something stirs back to consciousness*

"I am naked and sopping wet and a little bewildered at my current location. At least I didn't wake up in the sunlight."

*Looks about*

"Nap-time it is."

*Falls asleep*

((Indeed. I DECLARE A ROLEPLAY AREA NECROMANCY! Oooh.))

The silver haired man laying in the sands of the beach didn't notice Night. Or perhaps he didn't care. He was enjoying his time too much. His five katanas were sticking out of the ground next to him, anchored in the soft sand.

His eyes were squinting out into the ocean, staring into nothing. The heat didn't seem to bother the man, even in his dark clothes. A pair of cloth shoes, night blue in color, sat next to his head.

He had a small smile on his face, and seemed to be enjoying the quiet. His pale green eyes closed shut and he lay his head down flat, enjoying the feel of the sand shift beneath him.

Shi rolled his head over to look at Night, his eyes still closed.

"Well hello there."

He rolled his head back towards the sky, and said.

"Lovely day, isn't it?"

He smiled and opened his eyes. He looked at Night, and sat up. He grabbed his shoes from the sand and pushed them into a pocket on his pants.

"Who might you be?"

A smirk plays across Shi's lips, and he lets out a chuckle.

"Who am I?...Hrm..An interesting question."

He lifts his hand and rubs his chin, as if pondering the question intently.

"I belive my name this week is Shi. But who knows, it may change by next week."

He gave a laugh and said.

"And I'm here on..a break. Just arrived tonight, so whats why you do not know me."

He raised his hand and made an attempt to pet Night's head.

"Nice to meet you, Night."

Shi looked a tad upset when Night backed away, but shruged it off.

"Quite."

Shi layed back down, and stared up into the clear sky. His eyes just floating around aimlessly.

"So peaceful.."

He smiled and then sat back up, then stood up. The sand fell off his back, and he walked across his indent in the ground. He picked his katanas up one by one, and put one in each of the holster-type straps that were sewed into his sleeves and pants. He put the final onto a strap on his waist, then took off down the beach, his pace was slow and steady, and the way his hand rested on the hilt of his blade indicated that he was a bit paranoid..

Shi stopped in his tracks and said.

"If you desire."

He turned towards Night and walked back over to her. He dropped his hand from his sword and said.

"You lead."

He said with a cheery grin.

After a few moments, the whisper from the dust devil seems to have gotten louder, while the whirling sand has gained in intensity. Finally, they reach a peak and the dust devil explodes outwards, a 'flaw' in reality taking it's place. It looks like a thin line of pure darkness about an inch wide, with cyan energy flooding out from the rift's edges. Before most eyes will have had time to register it, it flicks into a circle and a youth literally shoots out of it and into the sand with a cry of "IT LIVES!"

After coughing a little to remove the sand from his mouth, the youth casually stands up, cracks his neck, cracks his knickles and has a little look at the lovely beach he's found himself on.

"Sand.
...
Sand? Sand's not right.
Must have forgotten to carry the one. BuggerbuggerbuggerDamn."

When he's poked in the waist by the Creature, the youth jumps about a foot away from it, evidently rather surprised. Doubly so when it starts speaking in his head. Still, his shock doesn't stop him laughing and twirling on the spot, arms out before replying in a sing-song voice.

"Who am I? Why am I here? My name? Oooh, I lost it a long while ago. My rationale for being here? To see the world, there is no greater pleasure than the thrill of exploration and the unknown...

Although... it loses something when there's no element of danger. It's very vexing, you know?"

"Tour? From a large cat? Of an island location unknown? Let me check my schedule... "

He grabs a dilapidated leather satchel out of the sand next to where he fell and pulls out a small, very blank book. After apparently reading it, he flips it shut and drops it back into his pack.

"Hmm... Looks like I'm free for the next couple of eternities. What is there to see on this over-heated sandpit then?"

“Oh Phooey! How long is this sun going to last?” She whispered to her hanging upside down from a nearby tree. “I can’t work like this… This isn’t fun. Why did Tasumaru-sensei sent me here in this time of day. How boring.”

She swinged back and forth in bordom. When she spotted Night, Shi, and another person, she giggled to herself in excitement.

"People here? That means... hehehe. Time for work."

She jumped from tree to tree getting closer to them, watching them like a stalker. She then eyed Shi's swords. "Oh... that worth something."

Shi shrugged and spun around. He walked over towards a tree and leaned against it.

"What to do today..Hrm.."

He sighed and stood back up straight. He walked towards the beach, and kicked up a bit of sand.

"The inaction is getting to me...I knew I shouldn't have gone somewhere in the middle of nothing..Bah."

He let out a growl of frustration and walked back over to the tree. He put his hand on the hilt of his katana, and with single motion of his hand, he had drawn it and sliced the thick palm tree in half. He threw the sword back into it's sheath and let out a little giggle as he walked back into the shade of another tree, and repeated his useless destruction of nature.

One of the trees that Shi slice up was the one she was hidden in. When it fell over, it act as if no one was there. When Shi continued his destruction away from her, she appear out of the fallen tree.

"Ieee! That was close. He could have slice my hair. Stupid shady man!" She pouted. "What did the trees ever do to him? Idiot."

Shi sighed and put his katana back into his sheath. He walked over to the edge of the water and sat down.

He pulled the katanas off his sleeves and stuck them in the sands, followed by the ones on his legs. The one at his belt he left alone.

He reached down and pulled off his shirt off. What was under it? Scars? Burns? Normal Skin? Certainly not the pair of black feathered wings that were currently wrapped around his chest.

He sighed and lays down in the sun, and closed his eyes, thinking about getting a tan.