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Human, not human (actual rp)

If you were to pick a field trip destination for this class, which one would it be?

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Habibah choked down some laughter at the words of the Ryrax entity inside of Samuel's eye. She couldn't keep her face from being amused while looking at him so she returned her gaze to Rasha. "A warm-up would be nice." Habibah was curious about the "if you can keep up with me" statement. This was going to be interesting.


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Aamor was buried beneath the palms, twisting around a bit trying to find a comfortable position. Her eyes widened when she saw the fish. "....that....is a big fish...." A distasteful thought entered her brain. "Please tell me we're going to attempt to cook that thing before eating it? I never had a taste for sushi...."
 
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Sanz found himself down on the track, next to Rasha. He could not deny that the idea of competition thrilled him, even if only slightly. Perhaps it was the norse blood that flowed within him, ready to rise to any challenge.


"Certainly."


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Ray made an interesting face at Aamor's comment, almost unreadable.


"I've never had a problem with raw fish . . . but it was all I ate for a large portion of my life."


He let go of the massive fish and leaned against one of the palm trees


"Besides which . . . I don't know how to make a fire."
 
"....is there any way to at least cut it up? I don't exactly have a knife on me....." Aamor swallowed at the lovely prospect of eating this thing raw since she too had no idea how to start a fire. Next time, if there was a next time that is, she was going to make sure that she had food along. In a water proof container. She didn't want to even touch the thing, let alone eat it.
 
"Account? Account for what?" he asked, genuinely confused by this terminology, "I know i'll have to take precautions when constructing a 'computer' of my own, but- or perhaps is an Account the pact between you and your summons, in which i'll have to do much more research. Having to barter with a summon for its help is unusual, to my knowledge"
 
Ray produces a rock about the size of his hand, with a fairly sharp edge. He was about to start . . . then thought about it for a minute.


"I'm going to do this somewhere else."


A few minutes went by where one could hear grunting and the very clear sound of a fish being torn apart. When Raziel came back, he had somehow peeled off two large strips of skin, each with sizable cuts of meat them. The head, organs and bones were nowhere to be seen


"It isn't exactly five-star dining, but it should last until tomorrow."
 
Aamor wanted to do anything except eat that. It looked so...disgusting. Was that blood? She begged whatever higher powers were listening that the red stuff that she was looking at was not blood. ".....so, do I just tear off a chunk...and...eat....it?" The thought was getting worse by the minute and she wasn't sure if she could actually do this.
 
Ray sat down next to Aamor, setting the 'plate' between them


"The pieces should be small enough you don't need to tear anything. Just grab a piece and eat it whole."


He demonstrated by grabbing a small pink piece and setting it in his mouth. There were a few moments of chewing before he swallowed the thing whole


"It's not bad, really."
 
"...sure...." Aamor took one chunk of meat and started chewing. It was definitely not the easiest thing to swallow and she wondered if it would be difficult to digest. But her stomach lurched at the food and she found herself eating more. Her stomach was currently in control and she was pretty sure that if her tongue could sue for independence, it probably would. After a few minutes, she stopped. ".....I think I'm done....."
 
Ray chuckled softly to himself when Aamor tore into the meat despite her misgivings. He took a few more strips himself, and it wasn't long before the skin lay completely bare


"Well, that wasn't so bad was it?"
 
"....I'm not going to answer that question...." Aamor folded her arms. "....where's fresh water? I can't drink sea water; I think my body just my up and revolt if I did that after eating...that...." She shuddered.
 
Ray thought for a minute and shook his head


"Hold on a minute."


He left for the shoreline, used a large basin of rock to pull some water out of the ocean, but then stayed there for a minute. He seemed to be muttering slightly before he dipped his hand in the water. When Raziel came back, he set the basin down in front of Aamor


"That should be drinkable. I pulled out the salt in the water."


His eyes turned towards the horizon, where the sun was shrinking in size below the ocean
 
Aamor drank down the entire basin just to get rid of the fishy taste. After setting down the container, she rolled up the legs on her jeans so that she could go stand in the water. As the water rushed over her feet, the slightly cold ocean breeze blew in. Her body quivered a little bit with the cold but the wind blew her hair back that was semi-dry and wavy. It was like a picture from a movie. She looked back at him, eyes shining a little bit. "I don't think I've ever seen such a beautiful sunset. I've never actually been to the beach and it's more beautiful than I'd ever imagined."
 
"....it would be nicer if the wind wasn't so cold...." Aamor wrapped her arms around herself in a vain attempt to keep herself warm. The bandeau was not meant for warmth; it was meant to cover the essentials and that was it. The water wasn't too cold yet, though she was sure that the temperature would dip soon. All she wanted to do was enjoy this moment as long as she could.
 
Ray frowned for a moment. The thought crossed over in his mind . . . and he forced the red to leave his cheeks as it did. But there weren't any ulterior motives right? She was cold. The temperature was dropping, and they didn't have any additional clothing on hand. The man slowly walked behind Aamor and put his arms around her, her back entirely covered by his torso against the wind. He could not stop a little bit of red coming into his cheeks


"Is this better?"
 
".....kinda....." Aamor was red too because she felt like it would be warmer if she was facing him. "....maybe....." Throwing caution to the wind, she turned around in his arms, laying her head against his chest and putting her arms around him. Just as she had thought, this worked better. "This is warmer...." How long had it been since she had done something like this? A few tears came to her eyes as she realized that it had been that night before dinner. It had been when Lucas had proposed to her out in the garden. They were going to tell her parents after dinner. She tried to bite back those tears but a few fell against the leviathan's skin.
 
"Bwah?!"


Raziel was taken slightly aback when Aamor turned around in his arms. He could still feel her shivering as the ocean breeze passed unabated over waves and to the island. He noticed that the sliver of sun left had disappeared over the horizon.


"It will be getting dark . . . soon . . ."


The pause came as he felt the moisture on his chest. Aamor was crying. Then again . . . if Lucas was dead this probably--Ray forced himself to take a step back


"There's not going to be light much longer. We should get settled in for the night."
 
The look that entered Aamor's eyes was a mixture of sadness over memories and hurt that he had pulled away. Seriously, did this guy understand anything about women? Pulling away was a massive no. "...I guess..." She shook her head and looked away, walking past him back towards the palm branches.
 
Ray took a seat underneath one of the palm trees, leaning back against it as the light faded away. It became abundantly clear there was no source of light on the island, so once the sun was gone, it was moonlight or pitch-darkness on the landmass. Raziel could hear the rustling of Aamor settling herself within the makeshift sleeping accommodations. He knew it would be getting cold tonight. There was no shelter to really block the wind, and without that, the warmth of the sun would fade fast. He could do that but . . . no, no, that would be a bad idea.
 
Aamor was laying inside the of the palm branches but it wasn't like they were actually holding that much heat. She kept moving around, trying to find the warmest spot possible. Finally, she sighed in frustration. "....don't know if you realize this, but the amount of warmth held by the palm branch sleeping arrangements is next to zero."
 
With that comment, Raziel gave up. It was just for one night, and both of them understood the necessity . . . right? Ray stood up and walked over to where Aamor was attempting to sleep, before settling in next to her


"If there are two of us it should hold more right?"


He did his best to avoid eye contact as he spoke
 
"....of course....." Aamor avoided eye contact as well. "...is...this okay?" Her head was leaning against his shoulder as she laid on her side, one arm support her head and the other holding onto his arm. She knew that she would be warmer if she was closer but she wasn't exactly sure if he was going to be okay with that.
 
"Well . . . our options are limited right? I don't think either of us planned on spending the night in the middle of the Atlantic."


Ray was not generally bothered by the cold . . . but that did not mean he couldn't feel the warmth coming off of Aamor right now. He found one arm traveling around her shoulders, acting as a make-shift pillow of sorts
 
"....probably not...." Since the arm moved, Aamor found herself leaning her torso up against his side with one arm across his chest. "....you're probably the biggest teddy bear I've ever had, come to think of it." She laughed softly at that statement, trying to draw attention away from the fact that she was blushing horribly right now.
 
"Truly? I don't think I'd make a very good one."


Raziel was most certainly aware of her pressing up against the side of his torso. Painfully aware of it. He closed his eyes and forced his mind to other places
 

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