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Who: Hisoka and anyone [OPEN]
When: Mid-day
Where: The island
What: Mulling over things
Style: Will adapt to either

Hisoka had come up here once before and it had been rather refreshing. It allowed him to clear his head some. It was because of that he was up here again. It was a place to think, a place for him to unwind some. Sure it was chilly right now, but that didn't seem to bug him terribly much. This place was peaceful, much like the sakura grove back in his world. There were several differences, but they didn't matter.

The young shinigami needed to clear his head. Sure he was still with Tatsumi and Tsuzuki in their place, but he needed a place even away from there. They were kind and comforting, but he had a feeling even they knew that he didn't feel exactly at home. So he'd been looking for a new place and during times when he wasn't looking he was up here thinking and letting off steam.

Right now he was looking at some of the stuff that had washed ashore from the rough seas. He had gently picked up some of the brittle things as well as some of the stronger things. Up at the edge of the treeline he had found a spot and sat down. He'd placed the stronger stuff aside and was staring at the easily breakable shells and - surprisingly - rocks. He was comparing himself more to them than the others.

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The island was definitely windier than she had been expecting. She was sad to see the snow was leaving, but the shore was still pretty. It was a place where even Selphie went to clear her mind.

The weather was certainly helping. She was wearing a bright red coat as she stood at the edge of the water. Slowly she made her way down the coast of the beach, occasionally stopping to pick up some pretty stones and shells along the way.

Selphie had quite the collection in her hands as she moved back towards the trees, where she spotted somewhere else, so she headed over in that direction.

Hisoka gazed at the shells in his hands. So fragile, so delicate. They were so much like him. Or at least that's how he felt at the moment. He wasn't sure how strong he really was. At least not anymore.

He felt the flicker of a presence close by. He wasn't sure if he knew this person. He felt that this person was a happy person, kind but peppy. A small smirk crossed his lips as he was reminded a little of Tsuzuki. There were days that he wondered...

Slowly, Hisoka looked up. That's when he saw the girl coming up to him.

Selphie smiled at the figure as she got closer. She would have waved, but her hands were full. Her head then bent to the wind, and she continued to fight against it until she was standing directly in front of him.

She lifted her face from beneath the red hood of her coat, and held out her hands, showing him the various kinds of shells and stones she had gathered. "These are pretty, huh?" And she leaned forward a little more, to take a look at the shells that he had.

Hisoka saw the shells that she had, gazing at their irridecence. They really were quite something to look at. The ones he had weren't great, but they also held that odd shine to them.

He gave a nod to her. It was his way of agreeing at the moment. He was sure his voice would get lost to the wind if he tried to answer.

He watched her as she gazed at the shells he had. He wondered if she would like any of them or if she would just pass them up.

Selphie smiled, and decided that the nod he gave was invitation enough to sit down next to him. Carefully, she tipped her pile of shells onto the sand in front of her, where she was sitting with her legs tucked beneath her. "They're pretty cool. I mean, some of them were crumby. Like, really crumby, crumbling. But these are good."

She looked away from her own shells to look at his, "Nice collection you've got there too."

Hisoka nodded again as she told about the various shells she had found. About how some had been practically falling appart with a single touch. He swallowed softly.

"Yes, there had been some that I found that fell appart in my hand," he agreed. He picked one up to show her, some of it having been chipped off. "This one was lucky to have survived it to this spot at all..."

"Nice collection you've got there too," was what she had said to him. He shrugged a little. He didn't think much of it to be honest He knew it wasn't great - maybe two dozen rocks and shells combined.

"I suppose so."

"Aww no!" Selphie pouted at that and shook her head, "That happened to me too. But the ones that are still together are nice!" She moved a little closer to him to get a proper look at the one that he held, "Hey, but that's good! Cause that's a really pretty one!"

Selphie looked at his face, then down at his pilel, then back up at his face again with a smile and a nod, "Yup! Are you gonna take them back home with you?"