It only took finding a boat out to this island for her mind to truly be at peace. Her black hair was like the night around her.  Her hair was down to waist, curls were wild. Her eyes were two different colors. One was a sharp gold and the other was a crimson red. It was her demon blood that coursed through her blood that made her eyes glow with such intensity during the late night hours.

Lotus had her hands on her hips. She had felt something in the wind now long ago when she thought of her brother. She had thought the negative energy on her tongue and it made her think only of her mother. Cyprus, was she alive? What problems would this bring? She gritted her teeth as she began to walk down the beach. Taking off her slippers she held them in her hands as she felt the sand beneath her toes.

“This sucks,” she groaned and looked back up to the midnight sky.  “People are running a muck and I feel like the world could collapse. Dumb shits,” she groaned again as she kicked the sand. “I wonder what the world will bring this time little brother?” She seemed frustrated by everything that she felt in that moment.

Presently he was laying back in the sand.  It was cold under his skin and so relaxed was he that the blue lines that ran along his skin were dimmed down to barely a glow.  The moon was hidden just behind a few clouds but he could still feel her radiance.  Gentle moonbeams peeked out along the sand and water, but as he was under the shade of the treeline he only felt it along his legs.  He wanted to go in the ocean, it’d be time to head home soon…There’d be time later, for now it might do him some good to take a small nap.
 
The air here was so different than what he was used to, thicker with humidity, always warm yet not suffocating due to the constant sea breeze.  There was only thing about Apoy Island he didn’t like and that was the threat of an active volcano.  Needless to say he and fire didn’t exactly mix, and he felt as if he was having to constantly look over his shoulder as if some foreign enemy was waiting for him to let his guard down.  Even the hot springs made him nervous, but they were so rich in minerals that he couldn’t deny their tempting call.
 
His eyes closed tighter and his eyebrows furrowed when he heard someone down the shoreline.  Were they talking to themselves, or was someone with them?  He rose up onto his elbows just enough to look in their direction.  It was a woman, but she was by herself.  Or so it seemed.  His eyes narrowed, taking in the faint glow around her that gave off her aura.  Concentrating harder he looked around where she was, but there was no other outline.  Ah…so she was alone.
 
That piqued his interest.  He sat up the rest of the way, his legs crossing ankle over ankle as he looked out at her; silently watching until she was about to cross his spot.  It was still a little ways down but he called out to her all the same, only loud enough for his voice to carry over the wind, “Well aren’t you the beastly one tonight.”  Something seemed to have ruffled her feathers, or maybe that was just her demeanor.  Either way he was still intrigued and wanted to move closer, but kept still at his spot.
 
Now that he was more alert the glow was gradually returning to the blue on his skin.  The wind gently pushed through his hair and he urged it to do so more before moving one of his hands to sift his fingers through.  It was getting longer, more sea tangled, and from the hit of moonlight you could just make out the salt crystals that took constant residence in his dark locks.  As much as he appreciated its length, it was on the verge of becoming unmanageable.  Again he spoke out to her, one eyebrow arching up, “Tell me little beasty, what has you in such a mood?”