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"Fine, fine," She said, turning slightly away, hand moving from mouth to under her chin.
"But then I guess you'll have to wait, and of course, deal with your pretty bad sunburn. I bet you'll get cancer soon.."

Alex let out a sigh, "If your skin is all bubbly and peeling, you won't look like much of a threat to people who hate Denziens," she shrugged and sat down, cross-legged, watching him.

"Or you could sit, and kiss Tsurai, waking him up," she drew bored circles in the sand, trying to act uninterested. "And solve your redskin problem."
Shrugging again, she said with another sigh, "But I guess leaving is good too..."

Giving a small smile of success to herself, she hurrily added, "On the lips; don't get any smart ideas. But since you're being so wary about it," she rolled her eyes, "There doesn't have to be any tongue. Fair enough, Denzien?"

Alex waved her hand in the sand ot get rid of her bored circles, then watched intently.

Alex sighed and fell on her back, now bored.

It wasn't nearly as long as she wanted it to be, and now that Tsurai wasn't doing anything different, she knew the Denzien would catch onto her.
In fact, he already had, really. With the "What? You're into that?" comment minutes before.

She gropped for something in her tent without looking for it, and finally, her fingers found what she was looking for: the canteen.

"Here," she tossed the circular thing to Isiah.

"It wasn't nearly what I was looking for, but there you go anyway. Just splash him in the face with some water and he'll wake up."

Ales was grumbling. Not one true bit of pleasure at all. What did it last? a tenth of a millisecond? Sheesh.

"Yeah, but I doubt you would've pissed on him. Admit it, you like him."

Tsurai shivered and his green eyes popped open.
After some blinking and figuring out where the hell he was, he cried out, "Al-EX!"

Alex put a hand on her face. "Oh. Right, right. Sunburn for your Denzien. Uhh..."
Turning on her stomach, she crawled into her text, looking for something.

Tsurai let out a furious growl and despite feeling really good from that forced sleep, still wanted to kill the person who did it. He tried to get up but fell on his butt and yelped, as it was still sore from that one time...
It hurt worse than his face did, and anyone could easily tell.
"What are you doing, just sitting there?" he mustered, "Aren't you gonna do something? Isiah..!"

He kept trying to get in a remotely comfortable position, but everything hurt, and just... Stood up, left eye twitching from pain, anger, and god knows what else.

"There it is," Alex muttered, coming out of the tent with another glass bottle.
"This, and the salve that you put on Tsurai should help your Sunburn. But it will take longer to heal than Tsurai's pox."

Tsurai's face contorted into horrible pain when Isiah pushed him down. He hated being weaker than Isiah.

Tsurai was like a dog with how often he growled, and, he threw his head back while he made a sound similar to that of a dog about to bite someone's head off.

The kid managed to rip Isiah's hand away enough so he could roll onto his stomach, which, although still painful, was not as bad as when he was on his back. Of course, that gave rise to a whole new predicament, as Tsurai had done something in his pants. He wasn't quite sure of what it was, yet- diarrahea or blood or some other liquidy thing- but he had a horrible feeling he was going to find out very soon.

"Tsurai... Those didn't happen to be.. Girl's pants, before you put them on...?" Alex queried.

The eighteen year old snarled and covered his hands over his head. Well, that solved what he didn't want to know. "No," he said curtly.

"You're..." The f** hag covered her mouth with her hands and closed her eyes as she shivered, only imagining... "You're..bleeding." Her voice was so soft you could hardly hear it.

Tsurai, instead of clenching those cheeks, pushed his hands onto his head so hard that his arms began to shake, and his head began to pound.
He wanted this day to end. He wanted to die and just be done with being humiliated.

"I'm not!" Alex pointed out, as if Isiah was accusing her of something.
Although. Isiah did look good... Mighty good... She was too preoccupied with being worried about Tsurai.

Tsurai began to sweat.
"What are you doing?" he grumbled.
"I'm better off just... As it is.. Without..." Can't think...
"Just. Put your damn pants back on, fa-" he stopped himself and gave a small, barely audible whimper instead of completing the word. "Sorry." He forced.

"Tsurai, are you o-"

"Just... DROP it," tsurai growled, shaking his head in the ground. "Drop it, drop it, drop it. I don't want to talk about it. I don't want ot think about it. It didn't even HAPPEN."

Tsurai grit his teeth so hard his gums began to hurt.
"You didn't even kill him, Isiah. I did." He accused.

Tsurai pushed himself up and stood, shaking his head to get the dirt off his face while he patted his head to get the sand out of that. Of course, while that happened, the string came undone and now he looked like a girl.

Typical.

He glared at the two, then sunk his weight in his knees as if he had given up.
He stayed like that for a moment, looking up at the sky, and then went to his knees, purposefully falling face-first in the ground again, dirt getting in his open burn and making him hiss slightly.
"Just. Kill me now, already," he muttered.
"Just do it."