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He had tried to swim, tried to save himself, maybe he would have even saved others too, but Dysmas was unable to fight the current. The water angel had been shocked into awakening enough to realize he was in the water, but that had been it. The next thing he knew he was coughing up sand, his throat burned from it, the stuff was caked all over him. For a moment Dysmas thought of his mother and understood why she hated the stuff, but in that moment he had believed he was at home.

Dysmas lifted his head, realizing he was lying face first in the sand. That was odd, how had he gotten here? He rubbed his face against his shoulder, trying to find some clean skin to wipe the sand from his eyes so that he didn't make the situation worse. Finally he opened his eyes. The sun blinded him for a moment, making everything around him white, but as the world came into its proper setting Dysmas found himself staring at an unfamiliar beach. That threw him for a spin and he was forced to try to remember where he had been before.

As he looked around and saw the bracelet, the bottle of wine, and finally his eyes rested on the circlet, triggering everything that had happened the day before, at least the things he had been aware of. He crawled clumsily in the sand towards the circlet, making sure it was alright, he had to keep this safe. There was someone he wanted to show it too. Was he... Dysmas looked out into the ocean and could see nothing in sight. He was lost, he was certain, and there seemed to be nobody around. Wait a second. A second glance down the beach and he saw another body lying in the sand. Dysmas flew up and ran towards the other, all identity-caused shyness cast aside in the moment, "Are you alright?" Dysmas asked as he tried to shake the other.




[they haz food]

"Uhm..." Dysmas' mouth moved from side to side in thought. He wasn't sure how to answer her question, he wasn't sure what the answer was himself. "I don't know..." he finally answered. There just wasn't anything else to tell her, no softer way to put it. "Are you..." Dysmas paused unsure of how to ask, "Were you on the boat?" the angel asked her with a gulp. Dysmas stood up, deciding to glance down the shoreline to see if he could see any others. From what he was starting to remember, he had overheard a fight that he probably wasn't supposed to hear, and after that he couldn't hide in his room anymore because no one was bringing him any food. That was the last thing he really remembered. Did he ever go to sleep? Well he must have because he woke up somewhere else.

"As far as I can tell... we're on an island." It almost sounded like a joke, but he was serious. That was all Dysmas knew, he wasn't even sure if it was the same island they had stopped at or another one altogether. "Are you okay, do you need something?" Dysmas asked the female, giving her a look of concern, the cough had not sounded good at all.

"Uhm, yeah the boat. The uh... relaxing cruise, or something like that..." Dysmas tilted his head to the side. There really was no way that they would be on this island if something hadn't happened to the boat. Were all those pae drowned now? A sad look crossed Dysmas face... he could have saved them... maybe. Dysmas hadn't even saved himself as far as he knew, he was just lucky.

"No? Oh I was around." he was the reason they all had left the island so early. Dysmas looked down at the wound he had gotten from his exploration, bright red, but dry. Dysmas became suddenly conscious and pulled his wings in tightly.

It almost seemed like a silly question to Dysmas, 'do we have water'. Yes, they had a lot of water they were surrounded by it on all sides, likely. Dysmas couldn't see the other side of the island. After a moment, understanding dawned upon him. Of course... they couldn't drink the sea water. "Right... I... you do sound like you need water..." Dysmas did not immediately see any water that would be drinkable, "Perhaps I should head into there and see if I can find anything useful?" Dysmas said looking at the jungle behind them. He felt pretty helpless looking at her and looking at that jungle.

Maybe he would find others in the jungle... other pae hopefully, he thought with a large gulp. Who knew what he might find in this place, basically foreign to the boy who hadn't wandered far from his lakebed.

The male looked back at the female, tilting his head, "Do what?" As he looked at her, he realized they hadn't been well introduced. "My name is Dysmas, by the way," he supposed if they might be the only two on this island they should probably know each others' name.

Dysmas raised an eyebrow at her, was she making a joke or had she never tasted ocean water. He had gotten enough mouthfuls of the salty water than he ever cared to. Despite how much he loved being in the water, he could live without it coming in his mouth. "That might not be such a good idea... I don't think you would like it very much." Or maybe she did, but that would certainly be odd.

Dysmas jumped towards the female as a reaction to catch her, of course he wasn't fast enough. He gave her a hesitant smile when she laughed. He was just being overly on the edge now, it wasn't as if sand was the worst surface to fall on. Though perhaps he should be concerned that she fell...

The water angel had hoped the female didn't notice his wings at all, unfortunately they stuck out quite a bit more on land than they did under water. "Oh, those are just my wings," he tried to say as nonchalantly as possible, but that wasn't something that was possible for him to do.

The male grinned uneasily, as much as he stuck to himself most of the time, he was kind of relieved to have someone else here with him, especially being so far away from home. How far away from home was he? Dysmas looked off into the distance, but saw nothing but water. "It's nice to meet you Sweetie... Drops." The male looked into the jungle again, "would you be alright if I went in?"

Dysmas winced as he heard her cry of pain, he felt bad that Sweetie Drops was struggling so much, and he wished he could do more to help. He offered her his hand to try and help her up this time.

A pegasus? Dysmas had no idea what that was, but it hadn't been a question, it was a statement that she had said with complete conviction. It had sounded perfectly normal when she said it as well. "Yeah," he agreed, he liked how it sounded so normal coming from her mouth. Although to be honest, he wasn't quite sure what she was either, no wings, no fins, no antlers... Though, he was so self-conscious about his own 'what-am-i', that he would never ask her.

The male nodded his head, he didn't think it was a good idea to go in there alone either, but it seemed like it was what had to be done. Dysmas thought she might be safe on the beach, perhaps there was a chance that she might get rescued even... if help was coming. Dysmas wondered if anyone in the world even knew where they were. His mother and father would certainly notice he was missing, but would they know where to look? Dysmas' eyes softened as he thought of what his mother would be going through when she figured out he hadn't made it home. He was just going to have to make it home then.

Dysmas' poker face was non-existent, so he hadn't been doing so well at hiding anything from the stranger. As he helped pull her up he came clean, "I'm not sure exactly what a pegasus is, but you sounded so sure, I thought it was just another name for what I am." He tried to recover as he shook his head in answer to her next question. "No... faun...ies?" Dysmas narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, this time not trying to hide his confusion.

He could understand her fear all to easily, he was feeling surprisingly less fearful himself. Perhaps it was the fact that he felt he needed to be strong for the sake of the other who was with him, it put a good kind of pressure on him. "Alright, I won't leave you then. I promise." He added for good measure, they were stuck with each other for who knew how long, so it would probably be a good idea to trust each other, even if they didn't know each other at all really. "C'mon," he said softly as he started walking towards the jungle, he stayed close to her side, just in case she needed more help. They'd look for water first and foremost, but if they found anything else... that was good... all the better. He just hoped they didn't find anything else.

Dysmas smiled as the female smiled, it was a beautiful smile, and somehow comforting. The boy shook his head quickly, he needed to focus, it seemed like a lot was falling on him right now to be the strong one. "Not a problem," he said as he walked. Looking into the jungle, he was now grateful that he wasn't going in there alone. "Yes, I can make a campfire." He answered her, or at least provided he had the right things. In the primitive hut they lived in by the lake, his family had to use a fire for warmth, and cooking if they ever had anything that needed to be cooked. Though that was less often. However, they still had the technology of flint back home, and that was something he did not have here. Realizing that, he sighed.

All of a sudden, Dysmas went flying through the air as he tripped over something hard in the sand. On all fours in the sand, he muttered something incomprehensible as the pain seered through his stubbed toe. The pain was just a burst though, and it wasn't long before he got up as if nothing had happened.