Reef 1} Nate and Densra
Nate would sit on his raft? Tube and wonder how he got here, the boy was making beats how did he end up in the ocean. All he has is his phone and two 40s and some duct tape. So... In a bid to save him self the only way he knows how... He duct taped both of the bottles to his hands and would just sit.
"I'm Edward 40 hands." He spoke with a tiny bit of a slur but he was coming down slowly.
"Yo is that the squid again, Hi squid!" Nate would wave the closed bottle in his hand at the ripples of where Densra was... not seeing that Densra was very close to the raft itself. He would then take a swig from the open bottle in his hand and then would lay down again.
"oh! I thought you were that squid guy... they were really cool." Nate would look over the raft down at Densra. He had a big goofy grin on him and duct tape on his chin. "I don't know actually... I just was like... at my house... then boom. Here."
"Honestly... I don't know man." Nate would have to ponder for a minute... how did he even get out here. He seemed to look like a scholar looking over old texts but the bottles taped to his hands ruined that look. "I think I... I wanted to... go to the beach and the riptide got me out here."
"Um... Hmm... I think it was a safety thing." Nate would then take a swig of one of them and then would think on what he ate that morning. "I was just talking on a memo, there was this one person who was mean to fushica? Pink? And I was like... chill out bro."
"Wait... what about... huh..." Nate would look at the bottles in his hands and then would say. "I have no idea whats going on man. Uh... nice weather we are having!" Nate would give Densra a big smile and then would try to get off the bottles and failed... he wasn't very agile.
The bottle would spill but Nate wouldn't care, he would have a extremely huge smile on his face. "Thanks! My hands were tied a bit..." Nate would use his now free hand to take off the empty bottle... he was now longer Edward 40 hands. "So... do you have anyway to get back to the shore?"
"Hey man... you are pretty cool... just don't stab me... I got stabbed recently and I'm supposed to be resting to be honest.' Nate admitted this in the most serious tone he could muster as he laid down on the raft... looking up to the stars.
"Man, just making sure. Man... I've had a wild few weeks, this isn't even the worse thing. My brother went and... oh can't talk about that... I went off a roof into a pool with a skateboard! That was sick." He seemed fairly chill and was glad that the bottles were out of his hands, every so often they would clink together.
"Yeah, fucking wild. I went right into it and there was cheer... it was epic." Nate would boast about this, like doing this made him cool and somehow made him a better artist.
"Well... yeah. Man, I am bad at following instructions. Like I'm not even supposed to be out here." Nate would scratch his chin and then would realize that he was... hurting quite a bit. "Ow... yeah I am going to feel this a lot in the morning."
"Sure... why not..." Nate would answer him as he stared at the empty bottles. He felt like there was a problem with what he was doing but he could not put his finger on it. "Names Nate, Nice to meet you."
"Hmm, I think its because I hate being cooped up man. I gotta do stuff, I'm not like my older brother who can just stay in his room all day working on fancy stuff and playing Yugioh. I got to be in the moment." Nate would admit this as he would lightly tap the bottles with his foot. Not liking how they looked.
"True but I honestly forgot how I got out here. But thats my fault." Nate would shrug as he would put his legs over the side of the raft. "I'm not used to you guys being nice, mostly my brother is able to get a nice response from you guys. I normally just make you guys angry."
"Highbloods? Highbloods. Yeah you guys straight up hate me." Nate would laugh at all of the times that he had to make a break for it because he annoyed some highblood. He was often saved by Jarv but if he ever told those stories to anyone, he'd lie and say he saved himself.
"Oh that makes sense man, but at least you have something to do? But yeah... I find the ocean calming. Even though its full of monsters now, which sucks but eh." Nate would surf all the time, it was a thrend tradition and the family were all natural surfers. Nate was the best however, he could be a profesional if they still did it but he really liked skating over surfing though.
"Can I be honest with you." There was a edge to his voice, something that wasn't there before. "I saw one of those things tear apart my mother, so don't tell me they aren't monsters." The fun loving guy seemed gone for a second as he stared off into the sky. He then would turn back to the bottle and would pick one up. The beer was bitter, and lukewarm, he still drank what was left in it anyway.
"I don't know man, I am just so... bitter about all of this." He would motion around at everything as he held that bottle in his hand. "I used to be the king of the world, I was cool and I was just coming up on soundcloud. Man I just got a jig and then... all of this. I'm sorry that I made the sterotype that all lusuii are monsters but I miss my mom and... god I'm ranting and I'm not even happy about it." He didn't seem to be an angry drunk, he was set off and staring into the bottle, looking at that bronze liquid. He then would drink it again and hated its taste.
"You shouldn't worry about humans trying to kill your Lusus, they aren't that strong to be honest nor do they have weapons to do so. And they don't have the guts, most of us just run, like myself." Nate would try reasure Densra and tell him that humans weren't really scary but one thought was dragging at him. "Okay, that was kind of lie. Some are that strong... most of them just hide among us though. So you'll never know who it is. But you are strong so you'll be fine."
"Yeah... funny." Violet blood... tons of it... there was regret in his voice. God, what did he turn his brother into. "You'll be fine man, don't worry about being hurt by humans. They can't fight worth anything." That look... god that look. He had never seen Jarv like that. What did he do?
Nate would offer Densra the bottle, even though he knew trolls don't get drunk on beer, it just seemed like the nice thing to do. "Want some?"
"That's fair... Tastes bad." Nate would just look at the shore line and smile. "thanks for bringing me ashore."
"Will do... my handle's CalucatedPoltics, if you want to message me." Nate would chuckle and then would grab both of the bottles so they weren't clinking around.
"Thanks man." Nate would nod to Densra and would stumble out of the raft, it was obvious he was in some pain but he kept on going. Looking terrible, but thats a Thrend for you.
"Oh yeah I'll be fine, I've hurt worse!" Nate would wave at Densra and give him a big smile as he kept on going.
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