I think I'll RP by myself until someone wants to join me, if that's all right...

"Yay!" Sabrina grinned and clapped, getting into the water herself. She sat in the shallow part, swirling her feet around.

Since I felt good enough, I decided to go under and find Stanley. Maybe he could explain to me what just happened.

Sabrina smiled then layed down, letting her hair float around in the water.

I kept swimming, not finding Stan.

Sabina...well, she was still doing what she was doing...

Yeah.

I got to the bottom and found him at the bottom. Stanley squirted some black ink and grabbed me. He took me up to the surface, splashing water every where.

Sabrina got splashed with water and sat up, coughing. "Hey, Stanley!" she yelled. "Watch where you splash, please!"

He splashed in response. "So Stan, I am guessing you know why I am here then?" I asked him. I knew he knew.

(internet sry)

((S'okay. *Has stuff to do*))

Sabrina shook her head, laughing and wiping the water from her eyes.

I heard Stanley talking in my head. It's a rare form of water magic, and can be fatal unless you figure out how to control it. "Lovely." I said. I glanced at Bri.

Sabrina watched them, and when Cal glanced at her she waved slightly.

I gave her a weak smile. Also, it is very rare, and as so must be used properly. It is a treasure to have. It is tied to your anger, as the water is always angry. However, once you learn how to control it, you will be able to control the transformations and it can be used for healing. Also, it is very deadly. Think about it. He left before I could ask how it was deadly exactly. I sighed, then swam over to Sabrina and told her our conversation.

"Huh. Interesting," Sabrina said simply, swirling her feet around in the water.

"Yeah....I suppose..." I didn't tell her it scared me, cause I have seen way too many Alex episodes not to have been.

Sabrina sighed, biting her lip and crossing her arms. "I should check on Shawn...but I don't wanna...but I have to...ungh," she muttered to herself, looking down.

"Who is Shawn?" I asked her.

"My nephew. I take care of him. When my brother died, his mom gave him up. So...I take care of him now...," Sabrina said, shrugging and standing. She shivered, as she was all wet and the air was cooler than the lake.

"Oh, want me to come with?" I stood up too. The water just went into me, soaking into my skin. After a moment's concentration I did the same for Bri, every fleck of water leaving her and entering me. It was cool but weird at the same time.

"Thank you, and sure," Sabrina said, grabbing his hand and walking inside and up to her dorm. "He's really shy...," she said, opening the door. Shawn, a little boy with black hair and ocean blue eyes, sat on the floor, coloring on a piece of paper with crayons. He glanced up and smiled at Sabrina, then looked at Cal and started trying to hide behind the teddy bear that sat next to him. Sabirna sighed.

I smiled at the sight of a kid drawing; it reminded me of the good old days. I went over to sit on her bed and pulled out my own drawing pad, idly drawing a kitten. It looked vaguely familiar....

(some more insight on the story...)

((DUN.))

Shawn looked up at Cal, and climbed onto the bed like a pro. He looked at it, tilting his head, trying to keep his distance from Cal. Sabrina just layed down on the floor, staring at the ceiling.

I kept drawing, not noticing anything around me. I was caught up thinking....trying to remember.....It was painful though.....as though....someone had put a block to my mind. I silently shook myself out of it and continued. The kitten was a tiger cub, with big emerald eyes, surrounded by rolling hills and a pretty farm house on one side of the drawing, the other side was a dull mute brownstone house on a busy suburban street. The cub was right in the middle.

Shawn got closer, sticking his face in the drawing. "Cool," he said quietly.

"Hm?" I said, surprised. I had been thinking to myself.

Shawn looked up at Cal, smiling slightly. He pointed at the drawing. "Good. Cool," he said.