I KNOW MY SOUL TALKS | breakdown + storm

[Seakit Roux.]

IF MY LIFE IS GOING

TO MEAN ANYTHING,

I HAVE TO LIVE IT

MYSELF.

tiguar . young . he/him
demigod of the deep

Deniz had been, for once, not in the ocean when the storm struck. Peaking his head from the tavern, his eyebrows furrowed. Where had this storm come from? It had been sunny not too long ago, how had a storm of this magnitude just appeared?

Shaking his head, he plunged into the rain, swirling a hand above his head in an attempt to manipulate the water away from him, to keep it off his head. He was heading home, wanting to make sure that his house had been closed up. The last thing they needed was all their belongings blown away or soaked.

His home reside on the beach, facing the normally calm waves. That was the only reason he saw Georgia, and barely at that. At first, the distant lump in the sand had seemed to be a rock or maybe even seaweed thrown by the waves. As he grew closer, and the figure became clearer, panic gripped the boys chest. His hand dropped, rain immedietly slamming against his chest. He broke into a run, ducking his head as he sped towards his friend.

His stop was a messy one, sending him stumbling across the wet sand. He fell to his knees beside her, breath coming out in short gasps. "No... No, Geo not you too..." he whined, shaking his head. Reaching a tentative hand out, he pressed it against the side of the girls neck. Thank the gods above, there was a heart beat. She wouldn't be next, he wouldn't loose someone else today.

He needed to get her away from there, and fast. Repositioning into a more crouched position, he would put an arm under her knees and the other under her neck. With a grunt of effort, he would stand, holding her close. He would try and hold her at an angle towards his body, trying to keep some of the rain off her face. As quickly as he could without falling, he headed back for the tavern. His first instinct had been his home but, with this storm he knew they needed to be as far from the beach as possible.

Using his back to push open the tavern's door, he stumbled in panting. "someone get a blanket or something and lay it infront of the fireplace!" he ordered, still holding Geo close. The members of the Typoon new better than to argue with the captain's son, especially considering the circumstances.

When someone managed to find a blanket and had layed it out on the ground a couple meters the fire, Deniz kneeled and gently layed her down, careful not to jostle her too much. "come on, Geo, wake up..."