Making her way down the long hall which housed bedrooms, Alyana stopped as she passed an open door, which hadn't been open before. What was that about? Maybe one of the Immortals had come through here after their impromtu party. That would explain the music, if anything. Approaching the door, Aly curiously peered through, eyeing the man who lay asleep in the bed.
Looks like the Immortals were back, after all. Stepping into the room, she studied the man who thought he was sleeping beauty. He looked exhausted, she almost felt bad for wanting to wake him. Almost. "Hey sleeping beauty! Wakie, wakie!" She said a bit loud, watching him.
Post by Enzo Viloria on Jan 24, 2016 18:36:35 GMT -5
Enzo woke up and looked groggily at the girl yelling and he raised a sleepy eye, "Sleeping...Beauty?" He sat up and looked her in the eyes and smirked, "I don't think that we've met, have we? I'm Enzo, Enzo Viloria. Next big SandMan." He pushed the blankets off and swung his feet over the side of the bed and rested his head in his hands and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. He couldn't have been sleeping long, probably only a few minutes, maybe a few hours, he wasn't really sure. Guess he would have to catch on on sleep at another time. He stood up finally and put his hand out to shake hers, "Sorry about the uh, sleeping thing. Reast and Rion just...brought me back..."
Last Edit: Feb 1, 2016 21:16:20 GMT -5 by Rion Diamond
Aly stepped back a bit as he sat up, smiling at his outstretched hand. "Sandman, huh? Haven't met one of them before. I'm Aly," She didn't share much other than that, but firmly gripped his hand and shook it once. "Reast is here?" She questioned. She hadn't met Rion before, but didn't care to. Alyana didn't even know why she was on the island in the first place. "What happened to the Immortals?" She wasn't sure, and maybe this guy knew what had happened. He seemed to be important, in line to be a sandman, as he'd stated it.
Post by Enzo Viloria on Jan 24, 2016 22:03:29 GMT -5
Enzo didn't know how he felt about this girl, she seemed cocky...no, she seemed like she had an attitude problem. He kept up his typical persona though, "Yeah, she's here...somewhere... I'm not sure where.." He grabbed a cup off of the side table, that, he wasn't sure how it had gotten there, and he took a sip of of water from it. "The Immortals.. I'm not really sure what happened. I met only a few of them briefly, and then they all disappeared. I went back to my normal life. PhD student by day, SandMan by night."
Last Edit: Feb 1, 2016 21:15:39 GMT -5 by Rion Diamond
"PhD, huh? Smarty pants." Aly never got around to college, or even high school for that matter. She only had her street smarts, if at all, and things her father had taught her before she'd run away from him. She studied Enzo for several moments, crossing her arms. "Sounds like an exhausting combination. You look like crap." There was no doubt more to this guy's story, but Alyana didn't try to push it.
Post by Enzo Viloria on Jan 30, 2016 15:34:30 GMT -5
Enzo looked at her, annoyed, "Obviously I look like crap. I was experimented on and almost killed by hunters. I'm not like everyone else here. I'm a human who was gifted powers. I don't have stronger DNA or anything like that, all i have is stupid sand and dreams.. I can't do anything...cool." He shook his head and pushed passed her and into the hall. "and yes, PhD. Archaeology and paleontology. I spend a lot of time in deserts so that I at least have friends to talk too. Theyre not..living.. but, theyre at least somebody to talk too..."
Last Edit: Feb 1, 2016 21:14:47 GMT -5 by Rion Diamond
"Aha, see, you didn't specify all that before, so how was I supposed to know?" She bit back at him, equally annoyed, then softened and nodded. "Hunters chased me off Promise Island, so I had to re-assimilate back into the big city with nothing but my abilities. Nothing compared to that, though." Her game was all about knowing information, though some things were personal. "And what do you mean you can't do anything cool?" She trailed after him into the hall, spreading her hand out in front of her to create an illusion of the hall floor being covered in sand. "There's a lot of things you can do with sand, aren't there? And next in like to be the Sandman, sounds like an impressive resume to me."
Post by Enzo Viloria on Feb 1, 2016 20:16:34 GMT -5
He let his eyes light up to a sandy color, but, more orange than tan. the sand began to whip up into a whirlwind and then it settled and a giant sandcastle lay in front of them, "That's as impressive as it gets." He looked down the hall, waiting for somebody, anyone to come to his rescue. This girl talked to much for his liking. He was tired, mentally, and he just wanted to sleep. He sat down in the sand and let it form tightly around him, and he closed his eyes and mouth as the sand covered his face. Once completely covered, he stood again, "As for becoming The SandMan, I guess you can say I already am and that i've been slacking. I'm supposed to make the SandMan name clean again. After He sort of.. knocked out Santa Claus a few hundred years back on christmas eve and a bunch of kids didn't get their presents, he became the lowest of the low of the bedtime stories."
Last Edit: Feb 1, 2016 21:14:09 GMT -5 by Rion Diamond