Sweet Spring Storm

Silence is all that flowed from Arcus as Shaye spoke, summing up their realism to the story he had made up and edited from his own experiances. He couldn't help but feel...swayed, however. The way she spoke of his storms, of him, it made him feel powerful, made him feel important...needed. With a gentle sigh he'd nod his head, smiling out at the receeding storm clouds. When she complimented his stories he couldn't help but chuckle. "I'm not a great story teller, I just know some great stories." He admitted with a laugh. He couldn't tell her he spoke of his own history in a way, because wasn't that odd? Instead he just smiled down at her. When she suggested a swim he blinked slightly before looking down at the beach. With the storm just on the horizon, he was positive his family would stay in doors. And besides, what did it matter. He seemed to fly under the radar at all times anyways. So without a moment to think about it he just nodded and moved to stand, to lead her back down to the beach where they could go for a nice swim in the still rocky but safe waters.

"Burn Baby Burn"