THE LIGHTNING THIEF | seapaw

[Seakit Roux.]

IF MY LIFE IS GOING

TO MEAN ANYTHING,

I HAVE TO LIVE IT

MYSELF.

tiguar . 8 months . he/him
demigod of the deep

A strong bout of laughter nusted from the teenager as he watched the other sputer. As she dried herself off, he took the moment to catch his breath and gather himself. What he wasn't expecting, though, was for her to launch another attack.

At the sight of her running he panicked, caught off guard, and began to attempt to scramble backwards. A poor choice, considering the lack of purchase the sand gave. When the first bout of water lashed out, he already already found himself tumbling backwards. His already falling state sent the water aimed at his chest directly into his face, instead. Landing with a grunt, Deniz panted from his spot in the sand. It would take several moments before he caught his breath, dreads having fallen from their bun and into the sand beside him.

"Alright, alright," he groaned, sitting up. With a shake of his head he would chuckle, looking up to her. "I give, I give, you win. Now help me up?" His tone may have been sincere, his intentions were not. As he lifted a hand for her to grab, the ocean followed the motions. His plan was for a sneak attack, to send a jet of water straight from the ocean to whichever side of her was the closest to the waves.