"Being in the company of friends is a peace one should experience often."
The grain feeling between Saya's toes caused her to close her eyes and enjoy the feeling. It had been a few years since they last went to the ocean side and it was something she had begun to miss. Perhaps they should visit the ocean more often. The breeze, the smell, the air, everything was calming to her and it brought a sense of nirvana to her being. She could hear the whines of the Headmaster and chuckled to herself when the sound of the sand crunching beneath someone's feet echoed in her ears. She turned and smiled brightly at her friend and Mischa.
"Hi Kitty, Mischa" she greeted, rubbing the dog behind his ears. She caught what Ekaterina had stated and slightly frowned. She couldn't deduce what exactly she had meant by that statement. Given everything that has happened the last month or so, it could have been any event. The Dance, the battle, this. Saya couldn't help but laugh lightly and kneeled on the ground. She tossed a rock from her side into the ocean and watched as it sank. "No, I don't think any of us ever thought we would be in this predicament. I blame the Headmaster for that one," she stated in a joking manner.
"How are feeling Kitty? I never got the chance to ask you. I," she paused. Should she really ask this question? After all, they were here to enjoy themselves and she didn't want to be the one that ruined it. "It's times like these I wish I had shorter hair," she stated, pulling at the long strands of her hair before a thought occured. "We should go for a swim!" she changed the subject and began her way towards the water, however; she paused. Laughing nervously, she turned towards Ekaterina and rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly.
"Scratch that thought. I don't think we'll have the privacy to change if we do," she stated with a nervous laugh. Instead, she opted to just sit at the edge of the waters tide and allowed the water to lap at her feet. She glanced back towards where the group had been and noticed Sergei and Takeru disappear in the island. The Headmaster was still burried beneath the sand and Sacred had taken off towards the end of the other side. A frown marred her lips a bit in the process. She felt a bit for the vampires' loss and honestly, even though he gave her the creeps, if she could help she would have. She sighed into her spot.
"Kitty! I am making it worse on myself!" she wanted to wail as she laid her head on her friends shoulder and let out an exaggerated, aggrevated sigh. She removed herself from her friend's shoulder and fell on her back into the sand. The soft thud was an indication that she hadn't fallen too hard, but nonetheless still felt the sharp tingle on her back. "Some vacation this will turn out to be. I wonder, what are we going to do about shelter? What about our provisions!?" she continued to rant. Although she laughed, she was truly worried about their well-being. Amaya had complained of a headache before the trip, and the pale appearance she was taking on didn't help things either.