Rosato took another soft step on the sands of the Ëarsúl Marina, contented with simply pacing across the shore line. He was'nt too fond of the ocean, personally, but he could'nt deny it was a very peaceful place for one to rest, or meet with another.
"I wonder how soon she'll be here," he whispered to himself, stepping again into the sand with his simple, leather shoes. Stopping for a moment, he took a brath of the sea-scented air, and sighed. It was a nice day, made even nicer by the few clouds and deeply coloured sunset, and that alone made it worth enough to at least come down to the beach, for him.

Musa walked allong the beach a cool breeze made her light knee-lengh dress flow behind her. Her dark brown hair was getting tossed behind her. She loved the water and the beach it gave her alittle bit of peace for a while no matter what might be going on in her life at the time. The sun was sinking in the sky, her bear feet making tracks in the soft sand. She saw another figure in the distance, a black silouet. She smiled and walked just alittle bit faster. Her green eyes sparkled. Soon she was only about a couple yard away when she smiled and curtsied. "Hi."

Rosato smiled a bit, running a hand over his short, messy hair. "Well, there she is," he thought as he took another step forward, leaving more tracks in the sand for the tide to sweep away.
"Hello, miss," the young man said as he came to a stop barely a meter away from the young lady, sounding both contented, and a bit tired. "Musa, right?" he asked Musa, crossing his arms loosely. "Good to meet you, finally." He turned his head momentarily to look over the ocean, and far-off sun. But barely a moment later, he turned back to Musa.

Musa smiled in return. "Nice to meet you too. Yes, it is musa, and your name is Rosato right?" She smiled and put out her hand for him to shake. She looked at his messy hair and smiled. The sun complimented her dark brown hair and green eyes. The tide came up and just bearly touched her feet. It was refreshing, the sand was hot. She began to walk into the cool water, the sun was taking a tole on her skin. The cool, crystal blue water was extremely refreshing. The water was up to her knees, she played with the water with her fingers making shapes.

Rosato nodded, shaking her hand half-heartedly, and then resting his own hand at his side. "It's Rosato, yes," he said, shifting his legs a bit to stand more comfortably. But, turning his head to watch Musa walk towards the ocean, he decided to simply sit down and enjoy the comfort of the breeze, sand, and sounds. He did'nt get to relax often, after all.
"Well, we're both here now," he said as he bent down, and slowly let himself down with his hand, feeling the warmth of it just barely though his leather gloves, but still finding it comfortable on hils palms and fingers. "I don't get called to just be around people much, is there something else?" he asked Musa, putting his other hand on his knee.

Musa smiled. "I didnt call you here for any particular reason I just noticed that you were new to this realm so I decided to introduce myself." She said simply, it was true, he was new she noticed so why not say hi? The water began to hit her legs as the tide came up. Still her dress was dry amazingly. "And I'm sorry that not very many people call you just to be arround you, but I can see why after all you are a rouge." She said putting her hands on her hips. Rougs were known for their amazing theft abilities. With them it was always better to be safe than sorry.

Rosato chuckled a little, and leaned back farther, using bothhands to support himself now.
"Well, I was'nt complaining," he said in a slightly off-hand way. "but, you do have a good point." The young man sat up straight again, and moved his hand down to his hip, and the long, thin knife that rested on it. With a swift motion and a flick of his wrist the blade was drawn as one would usually have a pen. "You're a half-celestial, then? Have'nt seen one until now," he said to Musa as he drew a few letters into the sand with the very tip of his knife, slowly writing out what was apperantly his full name, 'Rosato Merdali'. "They look like what people say, at least."

"Really? you havent? thats odd. and what do people say they look like?" She asked rather nervously as she looked at his dager. knifes made her nervous. They inflicted pain in this realm the werent symbolic of anything good, just pain. She was also told never to trust anyone, so now that he had a knife out it was even more reason not to trust him, even though he seamed nice enough. Musa's green eyes met his amazingly blue ones. "So your an assasin I have heard. has anyone sent you to kill me?" She asked.

"Well, to answer the first, they say they naturallly look more beautiful than the average mortal," Rosato said, still writing in the sand, starting to spell out what was possibly a place of birth, or an odd name, 'Crosseth'. "And the second... I'm not sure how you really found out I'm an assassin, but no, no one asked me to kill you." he flicked the knife back into a traditional down-ways grip, and reached back to his side, slowly sliding the blade in. "Honestly, business is slow as usual. I've been doing odd jobs to pay for the things I need."

She nodded, she under stood what it meant to have a job just to have enough money to buy the essentials. When he slipped the knife back to his side she let out a quiet sigh of releif. "I can imagine how having that job could be slow. Most people dont let the anger hidden inside themselves go to the extent of murder. And thank you for the compliment. Well I do know of a couple people who wouldnt mind me dead that's why I asked." Now the sun was gone and the sky was a deep blue. She walked slowly out of the water and took a seat in the sand next to Rosato.

With a slight nod and a small yawn, eh leaned back again, watching as the sun reached the end of the horizon, the moonlight and starlight taking it's place.
"If I can give you a piece of advice, though, it's not a smart move to trust someoen just becaue they say they won't kill you," he said to her calmly, dusting a bit of the sand off himself with his free hand, and then running it through his hair once again. "Especially if you have the right to be suspicious." After that, he did'nt really seem to change expression much, depite saying what most may consider something of a threat, even if his tone held it as something casual.

She agreed with him and he was totally right. "Thats a wise dicision. I am too trusting that is why I have people who would wnat to kill me in the first place. So how are you liking arda so far?" She said making chit-chat. She didnt know what exactly to make of his words, was he threatening her, or giving her advice, which ever she would soon find out. The stars twinkled even more brightly as the sky became a darker shade of blue. She looked back at him and made shapes in the sand with her fingers. The wind still lightly blowing her dark brown hair.

Rosato glanced at her, another smile slowly forming, and turned back to the vast ocean. "It's an interesting place, even if I have'nt seen much of it so far," he said contently, leaning back a litle farther as he half-closed his eyes. "Also a bit hard right now... Everyone needs proffesional killers currently, so I'm not going to find much that my skills can handle." He sighed a small sigh, and kept his eyes the way they were, a slight breeze picking up and running across his face. "I suppose it's a good thing I have other hobbies to help with that."

"Yes I'm sure. This realm seems to fight on a daily basis. But its something you get used to eventually. It just becomes a natural part of you life here. Just remember to not be constantly watching your back, just be...cautious." She said honestly, though people wanted to kill her she didnt walk arround paranoid, or at least she tried not to, at times it was kinda hard. But she hadnt seen her enimys for a long time so she had the chance to relax. Musa fell down on the soft sand and layed their looking up at the dark sky.

Towards the end of what Musa had said, Rosato lowered his head a little, his bangs keeping the starlight from reaching his dark blue eyes, and through how clear they were, they almost seemed to be monochrome.
"Not much need to worry," he said, the smile he had made fading back to the contented line it usually was, and the tone matching. "I don't have enough reputation for watching my back alot to be worth it. I just have to worry about the things people that wander, or do as many insane things as me usually do." He picked his hands up from the quickly cooling sand, and laid them across his lap as he sat up straight, loose and relaxed. "Anything for a coin, after all."

He pulled his head up from it's slightly solemn place, and loked acros the expanse of the beach and shoreline, watching the white foam that went along it's soaked edge. It was'nt too bad, the young assassing thought. He liked to sit around like he was doing right now, and not have to do much else. The many jobs he did to pay for food and the simplest supplies kept him from doing that until night time. And with a short glance back to the Half-Clestial beside him, he had to admit the company was'nt all that bad. Calm, at least. Rosato doubted, though, he'd get employed tonight.