Who: Cassie and Garth. Where: Mediterranean Sea. When: Midday. What: Talking, mostly. Status: incomplete. Rating: Moderate. Cassie hadn't felt right since fighting with Garth at the mission in the Atlantic Ocean, if anything her heart hurt a little too much for her liking, but she was a prideful creature and had been hoping he'd come to her. Perhaps it wasn't pride, perhaps it was her want to feel like she meant something to him, because deep down she knew he meant a lot to him. He hadn't come and that had upset her, for two whole weeks she waited and he didn't come so now she stood on a Mediterranean Island and dangled her feet in the water. She didn't know how to summon him, so she figured she'd simply have to wait- perhaps his creatures of the seas would tell him she was waiting. She sighed after waiting an hour. In a pair of tiny white shorts and a white singlet, with a bikini under it she was dressed for the beach, but she more wanted him to be around.
Cassandra lost her tempter after waiting a couple more minutes and snatched up a large stone- she threw it far and hard. It landed with a very loud splash over 10 miles out into the Mediterranean sea. Now she felt stupid. Sighing once again she laid down on her beach towel and glared up at the sky, she felt stupid for even coming out here- earth was 80% water, and he could be anywhere in it. She'd just felt that he'd be around here and it seemed he wasn't. She felt stupid because she'd gone out on a limb, plucked up the courage and couldn't even confront him any more. Biting into her lip, as she did when upset, she slid off her singlet, exposing a white bikini top, and after she had slipped on her sunglasses she closed her eyes- might as well work on her tan, if she couldn’t work on her love life.