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"...Sure..."
He lifted the blanket very slowly, covering her with it.
"..By the way Kasai..."
He paused for a moment, trying to find the waords he was looking for.

"..You're of mixed bloods...Have you had a troubled past because of this?..."
He looked at her, seeming slightly concerned.
"because....Im a mixed blood too..."
Though it was true that ginseku was of Shirokiba blood, His mother wasnt a traditional clan member. she was anexxed into the clan by replacement of half her blood. So in the truth, he was mixed. This was one of the reasons that the clan hated him.

"Hey..dont cry. Please dont Cry. Im sorry for bringing up bad memories.."
He reached over, hugging her tightly, wishing her to stop crying entirely. He felt really small for digging up bad memories like that.
He reached up slowly, looking like he was about to start crying himself, and wiped away her tears with the edge of his finger.

Ginseku gasped, looking around. a single tear welled in the corner of his right eye.
He reached out, and picked up her staff, sticking it back into the sand with regret for his question.
"...Im sorry Kasai.."
The tear fell to the ground slowly, regretfully.

Anabella smiled as she came upon Coral beach. "My, my, my, I can't get away from anything that reminds me of my old life, now can i?" she said softly to herself as she walked onto the sandy beach. She relaxed herself as she watched the water waded in slowly.

A rush of water surged onto the shore, crashing high up, then receeding to reveal a woman, clothed in the very finest, yet it wasn't the up to date clothing. She wore a strange outfit that had long been forgotten in the years that had passed since her time. Ocean's Beauty stepped forward and headed towards the school. "There had better be water there." Her voice was stern and commanding. She flowed away from the beach, leaving behind all that she knew, and taking only her mist with her so that she would have some water to surround her delicate body.

Yuki made his way across the sandy beach, admiring the twinkling surf as best he could from underneath his heavy cloak. It was times like these he cursed his existence, what he had become. No part of his body was exposed - the sun was a merciless mistress to his species after all, and he didn't exactly fancy burning to death on as nice a day as this - so he couldn't feel the mist in the air, nor the wind at his back. For all of his mortal life, he had lived within the countryside, and had never once made it to the rocky beaches of his homeland. And now...well, now there was little point in being there at all, since he couldn't even enjoy himself the way others did.

Still, he had no where else to go. The vampire had been unable to find the inn - not that he had searched much, he couldn't bring himself to say with mortals for longer than needed at the moment, not after the event in the courtyard with Koori... - and had no where to venture as the sun rose. It was pure chance that found him at the beach, so he might as well linger. The vampire settled down on the sand, making sure that his legs remained covered by the heavy cloak, and watched the tide roll in from underneath his hood.

Koori made her way down the rocky path leading to the beach. She was running low on gemstones and needed to gather more, and low tide at the beach was the perfect place to go hunting for some. Once she broke free of the dense trees she froze. A little ways down the beach sat a hooded figure. Koori was instinctively paranoid about possible 'evil' people, due to her some what traumatizing childhood. She took a deep breath and turned to head the opposite way down the beach, keeping to the edge of the trees.