Beach Escape (Open)

His back was still to the girl as he poked at the water. Freezing some of the waves for a few seconds. Just long enough so he could move. While Matty didn't mind water he was not in the mood of being hit. At least now the second time he was here, he had better fitting clothes. Running around in a big red shirt and boxers well that would be awkward to do again. He was still surprising his clothes hadn't fallen off. Matty huffed biting his lip thinking of them spending money on him. He hated making his mother do it, so why would he have anyone else? As if he let his guardian do it much either.

He tried to use his money he got from work. But he didn't have any of that when he got here. Mostly because of what he had used it for. Did his Guardian get the box he left on his bed? Or was he too busy out hunting. Looking for the boy he would never find, Matty only wanted to go back home now. The child jumped hearing a voice behind him as the ice shattered and water splashed his legs. His finger was bleeding from the piece of ice that fell into the sand. He only growled wrapping it up before the crimson liquid dropped down onto the sand. Matty being a vampire didn't like to spill his own blood. Who knew what person might try to take a bite.

And he wanted to hold onto what was left his humanity. "D..don't do that!" He flailed and squeaked almost falling over. The cloth was held around his finger to stop the bleeding. He could wrap it up later. It was probably only a small cut that barely hurt. Now if he put it into the water the salt would make it hurt worse. Whether because it was cleaning it or something else he didn't know.

Why! Why didn't she warn him rather then suddenly speaking up. It annoyed him just slightly to be completely honest. But another subject for another day. When he wasn't here with her, and trying to wrap his mind around things. "Teach you...? I can try...I'm not sure how well it'll work though." The boy froze the water again and just poke at it. He felt like Jack Frost. The thing his mother used to tease him with when he was younger and ran out in the cold without his hat, jacket and gloves. Those memories bugged him mostly because she was gone.

But he had friends now. Or Ari and Agosto. Which really to him seemed like very odd parents in a way.

The boy was like a normal child they all got hurt. Cuts or small bruises that would be ignored by the child most of the time. He didn't understand why parents freaked out sometimes but his mother had done it enough. When he fell out of the tree and broke his arm she treated him like a baby till it healed. Putting him in her bed, making sure he wouldn't fall off the bed. The green magic made him jump for only a split second, he forced his mind to calm down rather then jump to conclusions. Pulling the bloody cloth away from the wounded figure. He noticed the wound was sealing before his eyes. "U..um thank you." He didn't why the Wind spirit did that. It had to be quite odd. Sighing lightly he put the cloth in his pocket.

Maybe he'd have some chance to wash the blood off of it later on. Hopefully. Yet perhaps it wasn't important. Ari had showed up, she was like some odd not so worried mother? Just healing his wound then sending the child back out to play. Or playing a game with him instead right? He had to say she was slightly oblivious to the things he did, or what he meant sometimes when he talked. Matty barely talked in his own home for reasons very similar to these. Matty had always been just slightly misunderstood after all. Seen as some loner child that hated everyone when it wasn't the case. The black haired boy just shook his head, the collar bouncing around when he did.

"It's fine really.." The boy knew he had to relax a bit, Ari wouldn't hurt him. The Wind spirit was more of his friend just like Agosto. Even if he seemed to withdraw from them randomly. Why had she come here? One might think she was with Agosto. The blond slightly clueless wolf. In Matty's child mind he almost thought they made a good if not weird pair. But the last time he said that he waited for one of them to over heat and faint from blushing so much. The boy blinked watching the water splash her some of it hitting him in the face too. He wiped the water droplets away freezing them in his hand, they were in the form of water drops.

Matty actually giggled watching her holding his old shirt which had been washed out to her. She could at least wipe the water off her face simple. "Wipe the water from your face then hold out your hand." The ice might not stay frozen forever but at least she could hold it. Probably. The girl was a wind spirit not a fire spirit. She wouldn't melt it instantly but Matty had never played teacher with someone before. It was usually the other way around he knew that much.

But his teacher wasn't here and that brought a foreign pain to his chest he hadn't felt since his mother passed away. Shaking that away he tried to focus back on the situation at hand.