Upon Arrival... Written in 3rd person perspective
"What a gloomy day."
Shija sighed as she strolled across the white, now rather ghostly pale, beach of the Shinkami shore. "Looks like a storm is coming. The birds kept telling me so."
The girl tilted her head to the side so she could see the rather tall woman beside her. "We should go back, Marie."
The young woman beside Shija chuckled. "I see you don't like stormy weathers." She shrugged, and rubbed on Shija's hair with one of the hands. "Chill, the wind's pretty strong, the clouds will disappar in no time."
"You are always so cheerful." The shorter girl sighed, and turned her sight to the beach. "It's close to summer, this could be the first thunder---"
Shija's words were cut short midway as her mouth stopped. Something had obviously caught her attention, and she didn't bother to hide her surprise as her eyes widened. Suddenly looking back at Marie, Shija pointed a finger in the direction of a rather rocky shore not far off from where the two was standing. "---what is that?"
Marie didn't answer Shija, for she too, had seen the strange figure that was washed up by a wave of seawater. Instead, she started running toward it, trying to get a better look at the object. Shija followed, and it didn't take long before the two realized what it really was...
"Oh my goodness..."
Laying in front of them was a young man around their age. Well-built and handsome, the young man looked as if he was only sleeping. His skins were perfect without a scratch. But one could easily tell that he had been in the ocean...for sometime. Two hours, three hours...a whole day, or perhaps more than a week even. The two girls exhanged a shocked glance at each other, and both of them bent down at the same time to check up on the young man, who was obviously unconscious.
"Is he alive?" Shija asked, moving her fingers closer to his nose for possible breath. Marie, bent down on the other side, and put her ear close to the youth's chest, checking for heartbeat.
"He's alive alright, just barely though." Marie replied, shaking her head. "we should get the doctors down here immediately."
Shija nodded and stood up, heading for her hut where she could call the school administrators. Marie, on the other hand, stayed with the young man. Her eyes remained wide as she scanned the young man as a whole.
"A miracle..."
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The white haired and overly ethusiastic doctor arrived almost too quickly, and, with the help of several workers, including Shija and Marie themselves, brought the young man onto the vehicle and sped back to the school. The young man was brought into the emergency room, where Lorioth gave a through check up on the young man's condition. He raised an eyebrow, those timid green eyes looked in doubt as he turned to the two girls.
"It doesn't seem that his lungs were filled with water, which means he was okay and not drowning..."
The two girls looked at one another, and both breathed a sigh of relief.
"We found him on the beach, so he was washed up here..."
"I see. But from all I can tell, the only thing he's suffering from is exhaustion. I will perform a scann of his other internal organs to make sure nothing's broken though. Thank you for your help." Lorioth gave the girls a gentle smile, and turned back to the young man. The girls, now relieved and smiling, paid a farewell to the good doctor, and each left for their own places to rest. Lorioth remained with the young man for the whole night, staring him in wonder about how a human being survived in that deep ocean of Shinkami.
And the next morning, when Lorioth woke up, he was confronted with an awakened young man, who looked more confused than worried.
"Where am I?" The young man asked, his voice hoarse from just waking up.
Lorioth blinked. He then gawked as the young doctor could not help but to find shocking about the young man's eyes---or rather, eye, for his right lacked an eyeball in the hollow socket. The doctor immediately shook his head and blushed for staring. He stood up from his chair, where he'd have slept in for the entire night, and smiled at the young man.
"It's okay, you are safe. You are at the school of Shinkami...the coast guards found you and---"
"Shinkami? Where is that? And what do you mean the coast guards found me? Was I drowning? Where...where was I before then? How did I---"
Lorioth blinked again at the young man's quiet ramblings. "You...don't know how you got here?"
"No." The young man replied, shaking his head. He then pressed one of his hand against his forhead. "I don't...I don't remember...who am I?"
So there was some damage after all. The good doctor sighed, and looked at the young man, putting his hands on the other's arms as a means of comfort. "It's okay. There's no need to rush. Are you sure you don't remember anything? Anything at all?"
The young man was silent for a while. His expression remained unusually calm, but Lorioth could feel his paulses trembling under his strong arms. After about five minutes the young man looked up at Lorioth.
"More Krovaski...my name...that's the only thing I can remember."
Lorioth looked back at More, and nodded. "Well, that's a good start. Don't worry though. I'll try my best to help you to remember. If you want, you can stay here for now..."
