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Ban grins happily munching on a few marshmellows he had grabbed. He was not on fire when pulled out. How he had managed that, despite landing right on it seemed impossible. He sat there and held up his hand looking at all of them, determinely munching on the fluffy sugar. His face was set in seriousness. "HEY!...who are you people?"

Saitre had been sitting in the same position for some time now. Anyone who spotted her from the distance would have thought she was a statue, or maybe even a sand sculpture. When she finally did shift her position however, she would prove it otherwise. Taking her boots in one hand, she used her free hand to push herself off the ground. Once she was standing, that same hand went to wiping off her pants. With a smile, she headed off down the beach again, before changing direction to head towards the wilderness.

Ban now stood on the beach, slowly playing out a song on a violin. His hands expertly working over the strings, and with the bow. His eyes closed, and seemingly disconnected himself from everything around him. He breathed slowly as he played, unobvious to an observer, the music doing as well as any other could.

The violin let its sounds slide out of its' wooden frame, the water lapping up around his feet, but not over them gratefully. The man continued to play, his eyes closed, small sunglasses set down a bit on his nose, and his hands working the strings like a puppetmaster, or a master weaver. He was greatly skilled, where he had learned it was unknown, but then again who cared? The song was coming to its' end, Ban playing the part with emotions that came from his own heart. His bow working wonderfully across the strings.

Ban stared out at the see, the man not quite in his vision, yet he still spoke to him. "THe moments and sounds pass, yet this will continue forever. There are times that one must wonder. Are dreams truly what make us?"

The man turned to look at the person who had just bowed to him, his eyes looking down into the man's. Once Ultima had risen back up their eyes would connect if only for a moment. "But what about when there is no music?" Suddenly all sound began to drain out of his world.

Ultima heard nothing, then a pounding sound. The music notes seemed to fly at him, sound attacking him. Music trying to hurt him, or devestate him. The music was trying to tear him down. The sea flew up in a tsunami and pulled him down into it. The water taking him deeper, deeper into the abyss of nothingness. Everything around him was growing colder, darker, and yet the music kept attacking him. Flying through the water and shimmering in the water, distorting and sounding so different. Fish swam by without another look, and then, as if glass was shattering he saw Ban standing there. Ultima was on his knees as if grasping for something or searching for something.

Ban stared at him for a long time and simply said. "Had any good dreams lately?..." He watched the man below him for a long time before looking back out at the see. "One minute...of the best, or the worst dream can seem like forever. And can change the course of anything...don't you think so?"

Ban stared out at the sea still, before he spoke again. "I suppose, in a state of sleep we are closest to death, yet when dreaming, we are far from it. We may mumble, shift, and our eyes move...odd. People fear dreams, some they can't seem to wake up from, and others they seem to move quickly. Does it not depend upon the nature of the dream?...I suppose so..."

Ban turns his vision to look at the man. "My name is Ban Midou...it's a pleasure to meet you."

Ban nodded slowly. "Yeah...I heard there was a really powerful person here. Not really a man, but something of power so immense that he hid it under weights. I wanted to meet him. I can boast never losing and was hoping to meet him and sustain that record...do you know him?" He avoided the questions on pleasure and pain. Touchy? Maybe, but that was besides the point...

Ban sighs softly. "Well poo...what about that tournament thingy. Do you know who I must talk to? I want to be in it, but can't find who I need to speak with. Kind of a hinderance."