Gots to love the fluff <3

So, it's before mara Ethan, his hair set up in a blue mohawk with a stubbly beard, white tank top, baggy jeans and tattoos, looks like a sort of biker but is actually nice. They start in a nice little chatbox setting, with all the many emo corners, beach. sacred tree...yadayadayada you know what I mean.



Ethan fell face first into the strange box, then sat up, rubbing his head and staring at the meadow he landed in.
Hm...another box? These authors are so strange. He sat there and picked some hair out of his mohawk, his eyesdarting around to meet anyone else that might pop in.

Surely, he wasn't alone. That would suck.

Quick description of Sabre: She's about 4'11, not an inch taller, petite, with some curves, long, curly strawberry blonde hair, fair skin, and deep brown eyes.
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Sabre started around the box that she had been so carelessly flung in and sighed, starting around. The forest, maybe? She wasn't sure, but she was near some trees and not too far off, she could see a meadow and some houses. She started away from the trees, into the meadow, smoothing down black shorts and her t-shirt. She was glad she was wearing a sweater, too, that was buttoned half way up.

Ethan stood up and brushed the dirt off of himself, getting up to wander around. He then froze in his tracks, seeing someone else.

A girl. A girl.

He didn't know many girls, from growing up in an all boys military academy, so he was a bit surprised at seeing one here. He walked up to her and grinned, holding out his hand for her to shake.

"Hey. I'm Ethan. Weird box, isn't it?"

Sabre jumped slightly as she heard another voice in the box. A boy. She turned suddenly, flashing a smile. She pushed a lock of hair behind her ear nodded. "I'm Sabre. Yeah, it is a pretty weird place," she said. She looked around again and hooked her thumbs in her belt loops, looking at him.

Ethan nodded and tapped his foot, pursing his lips and glancing around at the rectangular box. "I mean...what other place has a beach right next to a meadow?" he asked, pointing it out with his hand.

He then studied her, taking in every small aspect about her. "Sabre? Cool name."

"Thanks," Sabre said with a wide smile. "I'll definitely have to check this place out," she said with a small glint in her eye. "But it's so big... I might get lost," she said earnestly.

Ethan smiled and looked around at the box, saying," Well, it's no fun exploring by myself. Wanna tag along for a while?"
He found himself intrigued by her, there was something in her eyes. something sad, and alone.

He couldn't just leave her there.

Sabre looked up at him, blinking a few times in surprise. "Really?" She asked, cocking her head. "Yeah, I'd love to." Despite his rough appearance, she couldn't find anything in his personality that made him seem like he'd be cold or aggressive or anything. He was being nice, kind to her, even though she was like a little puppy.

Ethan nodded and studied his surroundings again, the box teeming with life. Just...random animals pranced by, basking in the artificial sunlight. He smiled and walked on ahead towards the beach, glancing behind him to see if she would follow.

Sabre followed after him, almost subconsiously. It wasn't like she was some creepy stalker. She just didn't like to be alone. He was her ticket out of that. And he didn't seem rude or anything. He actually seemed pretty nice. She noticed things around the box that probably weren't normal, though she paid them no mind. She wasn't alone!

Ethan saw her follow and raised an eyebrow, but kept walking. She seemed normal enough, for a girl he just randomly met after being thrown into a box. He kept a steady pace, his broad arms waving back and forth as he walked.

Sabre...what an unusual name. He didn't know any girls, but he had never heard of the name Sabre. It was original, yet also had a nice ring to it. He walked briskly through the box, glancing around to see the sights. A few benches, fluffy squirrels and the like. Nothing too terribly crazy.

His face broke into a grin when the reached the sand, the light blue water lapping calmly against the shore. "Well, here we are. Pretty, don't you think?"

Sabre's eyes widened slightly as she took in the whole beach. "It's lovely," she said, her lips curling into a small smile. She walked onto the sand, suddenly realizing she had no shoes on anymore. Huh, stupid author. Before she even had the time to sit down, her clothing had changed into a bikini top (with a cover) and a pair of shorts. She looked ready to swim. But maybe she could find an excure not to.

Ethan felt his cheeks heat up a bit, suddenly feeling a bit awkward around her. He had...never seen an actual girl in clothes so...small.He walked onto the sand and suddenly his shoes dissappeared, and his clothes were changed.

He now wore no shirt and some black swimming trunks, making him blush slightly more at the shirtless part, since it showed off his muscles and many arm tattoos.

"So, um...want to swim? Build a sandcastle? Lay around? We can do whatever, I've got all day."

Sabre turned and shifted onto her knees, her eyes landing on his defined muscles. Instantly, her cheeks heated and she looked away. "We could make a sand castle," she said, nodding. She motioned for him to sit by her and dug her fingers into the warm sand. Suddenly, something caught her eye and she turned her head to see a little castle set, with buckets and shovles. Soon, her smile was replaced with a grin.

Ethan shrugged and knelt down next to her in the warm sand, feeling all self conscious. He blinked at the castle set, wondering how that got there. Woah...how convenient. His face broke out in a grin and he dove for a bucket and shovel. He started stuffing the bucket with grains of soft, white sand and said, "Sand castles...hm. I dunno how good I'll be, but let's give this a shot!"

Sabre pulled a shovel over by her side and started to fill it with damp sand, packing it down. She had a few cousins that were younger than her and this was their favorite thing to do, so she was basically a pro at it. She watched Ethan for just a minute, her smile returning, almost widening to a grin.

Ethan watched what she did and copied her movements, replacing the dry sand in his bucket with a damper sand, then turned it over once it was pat down enough. He looked down at the blob known as a sandcastle, then looked back up at her. "It looks more like a cone than a castle..."