He didn't want to do the orders always given to him from the demon-infused, but there was nothing he could ever do. When he tried to resist, the cuts on the back of his hands start to burn on end, until he got the job done. Which he had to kill, or just find information about someone, and give it to the infused. He wished he could be free from the binds of Hakri, but that was most likely impossible until the demon decided he no longer needed Lunar.

Lunarisaele, right now, had no orders, therefore, had nothing to do for a while.

He sat upon a large, flat rock, facing the sea. The hood of his cloak was done, and his black, long hair blew a little in the breeze here. His eyes were closed, as he was quite calm right now, bot having to worry about killing anyone, and where he was free to do as he want, until he got more orders, which he hoped wouldn't happen for a long time.

He wished he could be like this all the time with no orders to follow, nothing to do except relax, though, every time he seemed to, his thoughts turned to who he might have been a week ago when he woke up. That had seemed so long ago, and yet, he still has no idea who he was. That annoyed him greatly.

While he did his orders, he also tried to find out who he was, with no luck at all.

He opened his eyes, and watched the waves crash upon the bank, wondering about what Hakri told him when he woke. He was surprised at how he took that all in, when he realized he had no idea who he was.

Lunarisaele... still doesn't seem right... he thought, wondering if it was his true name. To him, it still didn't feel right, but, for this first week, it was the only thing he called himself, and what his master called him.

Nanel was surprised to see another person on the shore. She had been trekking along the sandy beach for some time now, trying to find herself or listen to the sound of the universe or...gods knew what. As long as she had some time, she might as well see the world, she thought sardonically. Next time she felt the wanderlust, she vowed to see the world from an inn. Preferably one with a well-stocked bar.

The sight of the person jarred her and for a moment, she considered turning back. His eyes were closed and he looked like he might be meditating or contemplating something. But this wasn't a private stretch of land in any sense of the word, so she continued on, not even bothering to hide the sound of her approach as her boots crunced over the sand. Nonetheless, her hand strayed to the hilt on her left hip. One could never be too cautious.

"Hello there," she called as soon as she felt that she was in earshot.

Lunar look up once he heard the noise of feet coming towards the rock he sat on. He watched the woman come towards him, his gaze looking quite dull, sides from the fact that the purple in his eyes was bright. He wondered who she was but was thinking he should stay silent until the other spoke. He smirked slightly when he noticed her hand went to her sword. His own hand slipped under his cloak, grasping the longsword. He hoped the woman wouldn't take him to be evil, since he had killed many in the past week, but he told himself he would let no one know what he has done, no matter how guilty he always felt about it.

He looked away at the sea, but kept alert in case the woman tried to attack or something. He figured being taken by surprised wasn't the funnest thing to happen, since it happened to him once, and it could've gotten him killed, but luckily, Lunar had killed the man before he could strike.

After a moment or so, when the girl was getting closer, he finally looked back at her, this time, a bit of curiosity in them, and when she spoke.

"Hello there,"

She said. He cocked his head a little at her, then smiled slowly, in a friendly manner.

"Hello." He merely replied.

[OOC: Pardon me for my late reply.]


Seeing the man similarily reach under his cloak where no doubt a weapon nestled, she dropped her hand from the hilt to her side. It wouldn't do to provoke a fight, especially when she really didn't want to bother with one at the moment. There was just no need for it. Besides, she had every confidence that if she could draw her weapon quickly if need be.

She returned the smile, curling her own lips up in the expression, though it didn't quite reach her eyes. His smile seemed genuine, friendly, but she couldn't ignore her own instincts entirely.

Nanel stopped well outside arm's reach and nodded her head toward him. "I must say that I was a little surprised to see someone out here. You're the first person I've seen in...days, I think." She glanced toward the sea where the waves lapped at the shore and beyond, where birds wheeled and called. "Though I can see why you'd choose this place. It's absolutely stunning."

((OOC: Its OK :xmashappy: ))

He watched her, and as her hand dropped from her weapon, but Lunar's hand stayed where it was. He listened as she talked, and that was what he thought to, he was not expecting anyone to be out here, but it was a nice place, though, aways from a town or something. "I am also a bit surprised to see one out here." He said. He hadn't spoken to someone in a while, it seemed to him anyway, even if it was quite recently with Hakri.

"Though I can see why you'd choose this place. It's absolutely stunning."

He cocked his head a little, then looked over the water again. And nodded slightly. "It is a beautiful place, now that I think about it. I suppose I'm thinking to much of other things." He said, a bit dully, though, a bit thoughtful. He should pay more attention to his enviroment sometimes, instead of getting caught up in all his thoughts of who he was once, or anything about his past. He should stop thinking about all that, and stop looking for who he was, and enjoy what little he could, even if it was just looking at the beautiful water, and land all about him. When he had been heading to here, he had no idea what it would look like, since he remembered nothing of the places around here. He even wondered if he lived around here in either the village or city.

He turned his attention to the woman. "So... Why are you out here?" He asked in his dull tone again. He gaze wandered back over to her.

"It is a beautiful place, now that I think about it. I suppose I'm thinking to much of other things."

Nanel cocked her head slightly to study the man still sitting there. His hand was still on his weapon, so perhaps he didn't share the same train of thought she did. Or maybe he was more paranoid. In either case, she would have to be on her guard in case he suddenly did something reckless.

"Other things," she repeated, but didn't push to ask about those other things. Besides, some things were better left unasked and unspoken. She took a deep breath, savoring the scent and the taste of the air as she turned back to gaze over the water. "Sometimes it's just best to let go of all of your distractions and just enjoy the sight."

She chuckled. "I'm sorry. I must sound like some puffed up scholar."

"So... Why are you out here?"

At that, she shrugged. "Just wandering, really. I had heard about the coast but I've never actually seen it, so I figued what time is better than the present?" Turning back to him, she asked, "And you? Why are you out here?"