Fairy Tail RP

"So, then why aren't you dead?" Clark watches Steve to make sure he doesn't wander away.

Sean thinks, visibly upset. “I was born with my elastic skin. I corrupted it when I turned 18. I don’t know how or why. I-I stopped growing and m-my wounds suddenly began to heal almost 20 times as fast l-look...” Sean picks up a sharp rock from the floor.

"How did you corrupt it?" Clark doesn't even bother to keep him from using the sharp rock.

“I told you I don’t know. I guess I used it to much.” Sean creates a large gash in his arm, he doesn’t even finish the cut before the wound heal. But the pain still makes his eyes water. “Someone can shoot be with 600 bullets. But once they get to the the 600th the 530th has already healed!” His says in distress. “I hate humans because im jealous of their life. And because I’m human too so why the fuck aren’t I dead too?! I see them all die right before my eyes. I make friends, see them make more strangers from me to know, just to watch those friends die too. So I stopped befriending them and became jealous of them instead.”

Clark looks down at Steve, listening to the strain in his voice. "That sucks. I don't know how to imagine that."

Sean drops the rock. “How...long do demon hybrids live...?”

"A long time, but my Father has been keeping Mother alive for years." She shrugs.

“A-And you’re actually 18?” Sean asks, looking up at her.

"Time is kinda irrelevant. We celebrate our birthdays every once in a while." Clark confesses.

Sean nods. He begins to walk again. “You’ll be around for awhile?”

"Unless I bleed out." Clark rolls her eyes.

Sean blinks. “Don’t bleed out then.” He tells her.

"I'll try not to." Clark mumbles.

“Lets go to the beach.” Sean says and begins to runs in the general direction.

(Name: Casper || Age: 21 || Gender: Male || Magic: Fire Manipulation Appearance: Casper has messy short black hair that's usually down in his face or thrown over to one side. He has dark brown eyes. Casper usually wears white hoodies and always has the hood up, if his hood isn't up he's wearing some sort of hat, usually a beanie. He wears saggy black jeans or black harem pants. He's 6'1. || Guild Mark: Black on the back of his left hand.)

"What's the point of going to the beach of it's raining?!" She calls after him before scooping up the cat and sprinting in his wake. // Alice hangs upside down from one of the beams in the guild.

“Nah nah! Leave the cat here!” Sean says. Once they get to the beach he begins to climb one of the large black and tough rocks. The waters are strong and crash against the rocks with such fury.

Maverick still sits in the guild. A glass of water he refuses to touch sits infront of him. The water begins to move still. It begins to sway back and fourth.

Clark takes the cat. She watches Sean climb the black rocks and shields the kitten from the sea spray. "What are you doing?!" // Alice climbs down and wanders over to Maverick, watching him intently.

Maverick watches the water intently. It begins to circle in the cup, creating a water tornado. // Sean looks to her. “I’m having fun. Come on I’ve done it a hundred times before playing walk the plank.”

"I'm not going up there you idiot. I'd rather not slip and die." // Alice watches intently. "Woah."

“Suit yourself, chicken.” Sean removes wet pants and sweatpants. “You know there’s an odd beauty to this.” // Maverick grins under his mask. The tornado almost becomes inside out as a pointy water tentacle like thing comes out of the glass.

Alice scoots back as if it's a possum. "Oh my gosh." He winces a bit. // Clark tucks the cat under her arm and climbs up after him. "What do you think you're doing?"

“Leave the cat there, Clark. If he falls he’ll die. I’m not falling. I’m jumping.” He says. “It’s fun. Come on.”

The tentacle strikes the air infront of Alice so quick it was like a frog catching a fly with its tongue. And, so it was, a fly on the end of the tentacle, stabbed.