[with one last unimpressed glance in sullivan's direction, he's already wading into the water.]
No, thank you.
[even if it would be helpful, august is determined to do this alone. it's his duty, a requirement that he doesn't want to burden sullivan with, too. he'd spent a lot of time swimming in the lake at home, but not so much as time went on. he prefers the forest and the energy that reverberates through trees more than the endless, undeniable darkness that water can bring. especially the sea. the sea, like what sullivan had brought around them.
but this isn't the sea, and the waters are free of mermaids that try to kill you and beasts that wait to swallow bodies whole. the dive takes several tries, with august popping up in different areas, head bobbing above the water and looking annoyed. the fourth time he resurfaces he has the rock, holding it up in case sullivan has decided that three attempts is one too many.
most would return a shivering mess, but august is fine. water evaporates off his skin, turning into steam that rises into the spring air. with the stone in hand, he's more interested in turning it over. this is all it takes? gathering his clothes, he sees sullivan exactly where he left him. maybe a bit closer. hard to tell.]
no subject
No, thank you.
[even if it would be helpful, august is determined to do this alone. it's his duty, a requirement that he doesn't want to burden sullivan with, too. he'd spent a lot of time swimming in the lake at home, but not so much as time went on. he prefers the forest and the energy that reverberates through trees more than the endless, undeniable darkness that water can bring. especially the sea. the sea, like what sullivan had brought around them.
but this isn't the sea, and the waters are free of mermaids that try to kill you and beasts that wait to swallow bodies whole. the dive takes several tries, with august popping up in different areas, head bobbing above the water and looking annoyed. the fourth time he resurfaces he has the rock, holding it up in case sullivan has decided that three attempts is one too many.
most would return a shivering mess, but august is fine. water evaporates off his skin, turning into steam that rises into the spring air. with the stone in hand, he's more interested in turning it over. this is all it takes? gathering his clothes, he sees sullivan exactly where he left him. maybe a bit closer. hard to tell.]
Does this feel too easy to you?