Character Conversations

Ivy has to bite her tongue to keep from saying anything too mean.

"Good," she says, sounding annoyed. "Just wanted to make sure."

She turns on her heel and slides against the wall so that she's sitting in the sand, her arms pulling her knees to her chest to ward off the cold.

"Oh come on, Ivy, I didn't mean to be mean," Ari says. He opens another bottle of vodka.

"Drinking won't take away the pain, my friend. It just delays it until the next morning."

A tall, dark blond teenage boy walked up to Ari and Ivy and sat on one of the barstools.

"Excuse me," the bartender turned to the boy "Cherry 7Up please, no ice."

OOC: There is no bar, and definately no bar tender. See back pages.

"How do you know? Did you blow 5000 shekels on this girl over two years just for her to blow it off based on a lie?!"

(5000 Shekels is like 500 USD and for a soldier, that is a lot of money)

(then you just found some bottle of vodka somewhere on the beach?)


He took a sip from his soda, swished it around in his mouth to get the bubbles out, then put it back down.

"I'm not making up stories to relate, sir," said the teen " just saying that filling yourself up with alcohol won't remedy your problems. I'd like to help, but I can't get your money back. And as for the girl and her lie, that's up to you and nobody else."

"Why are you calling me sir? I'm probably at most, 10 years older than you," Ari said. "And I'm not an officer. You want to help me, you say, what can you do to help?"

OOC: The alcohol is from a storage place that is in a cooler in the grotto on the beach where they're at, so yes. READ THE THREAD!

Damien stares anxiously at the young man on his phone, shouting ferociously, flicking from Hebrew to English with ease. They all seem so depressed, he feels glum just being around them all.
Turning back to a focused Emma, he says:
"I...won't ask the person you said...," I don't know him..."
He's mumbling and fully aware of it, his eyes widen with embarrassment and self-awareness.
In a vain attempt to change the subject,he hoists himself up on a rock behind him and extends his hand to Emma to do the same.

"Rank or prestige isn't need to call someone sir. It shows respect."

The teen got up, patted Ari on the back, and sat down next to Ivy.

"I'm Tyler." he offered his hand to Ivy with a smile.

Emma nods giving off yet another one of her smiles. Damien climbs up a rock, then he puts his hand out so she could help her self up, she takes a grasp of his hand and he helps her up.

"Thanks!" She says,

She see's the black clothed guy edging away from her and frowns, muttering something under her breath. She ignores the fact that Ari had a small argument with Tyler, and waits for Damien to say something.

Damien relaxes on the rock, his legs swinging to the music in his head.
He glances at Emma, who seems very intrerested in a conversation between to people near them. Damien can't hlep but listen too and leans his head forward....

Suddenly, Ari notices another person has joined the group of partiers.
"Hi, my names Ari. Who are you?," He asks. He continues, saying, "I see you've found my secret place. My freinds discovered this place a couple years ago. All I ask is you don't go blabbing about this place to all your freinds."

Ivy glances up when the boy sits down next to her and offers her his hand. She takes it, but due to the alcohol in her systerm, her handshake is much weaker than usual.

"I'm Ivy. Nice to meet you, Ty."

She leans her head against the wall again, massaging her temples.

"So what brings you here?" she asks, eyes closed.

Joshua has left to go to the bathroom, but now he returns.

"Hey. What's up?" he says to everybody. "Who are you guys?" he asks the new people.

Emma see's that Joshua has come back, she smiles and plays with her hair,

"The cute guy sitting next to me? Oh he's Damien!" She laughs, "Oh and that's Tyler near Ivy..."

She looks at Damien and sticks her tongue out, still playing with her hair, making small plaits then letting them loose.