Use a shield like a sword...(Sephora)

[Nymn Farshaw]

The boy looked around as he saw the scenery of the grounds. He wished it was darker, or at least winter so he could see the stars. But oh well, things don't always work out as you hoped, just gotta live with it.

He continued walking down the stone pathway, he was wearing a white dress shirt over his thin torso and arms and black cargo pants. His black hair almost reached the bottom of the shirt as his thin red streaks danced across his bangs. His red contact lensed eyes looked at everything.

It was all serene here and he liked it although didn't understand it as this was supposed to be a prison school. He shook his head and shrugged. Oh well, better its like this then what they told me it would be like...Thank God its not alkatraz. He thought silently to himself as he headed off the stone path towards a small pond boarded by tall Fullmoon Maple trees. The red, orange, green and yellow colors mixed perfectly around the still pond as he sat at the bank and cloud gazed.

[sephora]

Sephora stretched. She was so excited, the pond was the perfect temperature and the day was perfectly warm. The breeze tugged at her flowing pink skirt, as well as the loose white tunic she wore over it. Taking off her sandals, Sephora dug her toes into the ground and grasses shot up around her, she thanked them telepathically for their cover. Columbines grew as well, for the girl could not help but add beauty to the scene.

Slipping off her skirt, the girl's black boyshorts became exposed. Shortly after that, her white tunic was hung on a cherry tree that sprang to life and seemed to dance for the girl in the wind. She thanked it softly in her black lacy bra and dove into the water.

She hadn't noticed the boy's approach.

[Nymn Farshaw]

The boy hadn't looked anywhere except for a nice shady spot to cloud gaze as he relaxed. He took off his flip flops with his feet as he felt the cool grass against his arches and toes as he watched the big puffy white and slightly gray clouds pass overhead. He could honestly say he loved nature, especially the sky since thats where he wanted to be his entire life, able to fly around without a care in the world.

He then heard a splash and sat up and looked around. There was only a massive ripple in the water on the other side of the pond, it was rather big, at least 50' by 30'. He looked around seeing what was the cause of it. Then something bobbed to the surface of the water about a dozen feet from the initial splash.

He nearly jumped at the surprise but once he saw it was a person he settled down and watched. The pond was crystal clear and he was pretty sure if you wanted to you could see right through to the bottom. Thats when he saw what the girl was wearing. Nothing but a bra and short shorts. His eyes went wide at the image and laid back down eyes still wide and continued looking at the clouds.

If the girl looked at him she would just think that he was just looking at the clouds and not bother with him or call him a pervert or something. Also if the girl saw him and decided her garments were too revealing she would be able to go back to her clothes and put them back on, where ever they might be.

[sephora]

The water felt smooth on Sephora's soft skin. It was like diving into a bed of silk, the water was so clean and perfect. Her legs kicked and she headed for the water's top, her face breaking through into the warm air. She smiled and opened her eyes, shaking the water from her face. It had been so long since she had swum last, Sephora loved it.

Looking at all the lovely plants growing around her, Sephora saw feet. Kicking harder, she raised up a bit and saw a boy laying in the grass. She smiled and shouted, "Care to join me?" In her slanting accent.

[Nymn Farshaw]

The boy looked up as the girl talked to him. He was surprise in two ways. She had not screamed at him calling him a pervert and instead asked him to join her. He blinked a few times at the shock of it all. He had known girls who swam with no shirts at all in Norway but still he didn't know if she WAS European and the girls he did swim with he had known. He knew nothing about this girl.

Now the question arose, should he go in or should he not? It would be courteous to say yes but he didn't know what would happen if he did other then he would get to swim with a girl that was well to say the least ravishing.

He thought for a few more moments about it and decided he would. "Uhh, alright sure, why not." he said as he walked to the edge of the water and pulled off his cargo pants to reveal a pair of basketball shorts and took his shirt off revealing a very pale and thin torso. He had no shoes on since he brought flip flops and jumped in with her.

He then swam over to her but kept his distance, at least 5 feet and looked at her. "So, uh, whats your name?" he said as he pushed a bit of his black/red hair from his head as it floated around his head on top of the water.

[sephora]

"Uhh, alright sure, why not." The boy stood and stripped off his clothing. He had on a pair of basketball shorts and his body was quite pale, but Sephora liked his long stripy hair. He jumped in and she laughed as the water splashed up and over her head.

Coming up, the boy swam closer but stayed far enough away that she wondered if she had something in her teeth. "So, uh, whats your name?" Sephora smiled at him and swam closer to him. "My name is Sephora. What is yours?"

[Nymn Farshaw]

He looked at her and inside his head screamed this was a bad idea and that he should get out ASAP. But he did think the girl was cute and she did have a cute name. Sephora. Yeah that was definiately cute name.

He shrugged and gave a small, weak smile to her, "I am, well, I'm Nymn." He said as he swam a little bit further away. Its not that he didn't like her but that she wore too revealing of swimwear for his comfort, since he barely knew her.

He decided that there would be an awkward silence now if nothing happened beyond the exchange of names so he thought rapidly for something interesting. "So, uh, tell me a bit about yourself." he asked her softly.

[sephora]

"I am, well, I'm Nymn." Sephora noticed that he was swimming away from her and her heart sank a bit. Perhaps she had been wrong, this boy would not make a good friend. Why was he so afraid of her?

There was a sort of silence before he said, "So, uh, tell me a bit about yourself." She smiled at him prettily and floated on her back, completely unaware of how seductively revealing she was being. "Well, as you know my name is Sephora." She then sank below the surface and popped back up, smoothing her hair as she broke through.

"I am from Armenia and am a freshman here at St. Paragon's. I also love to swim!" She added the last bit with a laugh. Sephora swam a bit closer, as she was having to squint through the intense sunlight to see him. The glare from the water's surface was intense. "Tell me about you, Nymn. I'm sure there is much, for you have such an interesting name." Sephora teased him at the end of her statement and threw in a grin.

[Nymn Farshaw]

He nodded as she spoke and once again she moved closer. He doubted he would get far enough away from her without her coming back closer to him so he decided why fight it when the fight is futile. So he swam closer to her to the point where he was almost touching her.

"Well I can see you like to swim since thats what we are doing, but i doubt that is all there is to such a lovely girl as yourself." He said still smiling weakly. The girl was cute and she seemed interesting although she wouldn't speak much.

He then decided since she had spoken it was his turn to do the same. "Well, to answer your question...As you know I'm Nymn, I am Scandinavian, I like lots of things but I guess my favorites would be poetry, reading, hanging out with my friends and Nature." he said with a shrug. He didn't know much else to say about himself but it at least would be a start.

[sephora]

"Well I can see you like to swim since thats what we are doing, but i doubt that is all there is to such a lovely girl as yourself." Sephora laughed joyfully as the boy swam closer to her. He had obviously given up the chase, for she seemed determined to be close to him. It wasn't necessarily that Sephora wanted to be close, it was that she couldn't understand why he wanted to be far.

"Well, to answer your question...As you know I'm Nymn, I am Scandinavian, I like lots of things but I guess my favorites would be poetry, reading, hanging out with my friends and Nature." Squinting against the sunlight, the girl's face brightened. She was in complete love with Nature. She also like his accent, it was sort of bubbly and round. "Those are wonderful things, Nymn. I too love nature, nothing brings me more joy that to spend time digging around in a garden. Do you like to garden?"

[Nymn Farshaw]

He nodded as the girl now smiled. She had a cute smile, and a cute face, and she seemed nice enough, maybe he just found his first friend at this prison or maybe even more if he got lucky, but he knew about friends you meet that are girls. You never got to ask them out because you'd think it would ruin the relationship but eh, what can you do about it.

She then said she liked nature, especially when you play in the dirt in the garden. He gave a half laugh, her head was down to earth while his was in the sky... "Well yes, its fun to bask in nature's wonder but my personal insights live more in the sky and the starts then that of the ground." He said somewhat poetically.

"But then again, if you look from the sky unto the ground it would give you a truly magnificent spectical of the scenery of mother nature's creations. So I guess you can say I too love the ground but in a slightly different way." he said with a grin.

[sephora]

Well yes, its fun to bask in nature's wonder but my personal insights live more in the sky and the stars then that of the ground." Sephora smiled once more. It was fine that he liked the sky more, she could understand. . . sort of. There was a certain freedom in the sky that was different than on the ground. Of course, she would never tell that to a horse, but still.

"But then again, if you look from the sky unto the ground it would give you a truly magnificent spectical of the scenery of mother nature's creations. So I guess you can say I too love the ground but in a slightly different way."

Sephora realized suddenly how close the boy was to her. He was close enough that if she took a deep enough breath her chest might touch his. With a coy smile, she kicked off of the sandy pond bottom she had been standing on and swim back to the middle of the pond, leaning back so that her upper body was nearly exposed, but not quite.

"So you love the ground for its beauty?" The girl asked this just loud enough for him to hear it. "I love the ground for what it gives me and what I can give it. It is unexpected in all the right ways." She indicated the cherry tree that had grown to cover her, "You see that tree? A tree like that is completely alien to this geographical area. Nature made it, though." Well, Sephora had made it, but through using nature. Her coy smile grew, he didn't have to know that she had called it here.

[Nymn Farshaw]

The boy looked at her and grinned. "Well its not only the beauty I love but it does give you a sense of scale and you should know of how you look out from a high rise or hill over a forest and you see the wash of colors and majesty of Mother Nature. Now tell me you don't like that." he said grinning.

But before he could get an answer she pushed off the ground and swam back to the middle again and pointed to the cherry tree. Saying it was completely alienated for this geographical climate yet it was there, he looked at her oddly, he couldn't tell if it was an American cherry tree or a Japanese cherry tree since he had only seen them in books when he lived in Norway. But either way, cherry trees were meant for temperate climate and this definitely was temperate.

She then gave him a coy smile and he swam a bit closer to her to about 2 feet away from her. The girl was cute and she seemed to have no shame in her body although there was nothing to be shameful of when you live in Europe. After all he had seen women go to the beach with no clothes at all and it was a normal everyday thing in the summer. The reason he had been shy about it before was because he did not know who or what she was but now he knew. Sephora the lovely Armenian.

[sephora]

"Well its not only the beauty I love but it does give you a sense of scale and you should know of how you look out from a high rise or hill over a forest and you see the wash of colors and majesty of Mother Nature. Now tell me you don't like that." She smiled from the center of the pond.

She watched him stare quizically at the cherry tree. She didn't know if he had noticed but it was also surrounded by columbines, which did not like the sandy pond soil. He swam closer to her and took another look at the cherry trees.

"Are all norwegians like you, Nymn? I'm afraid to say I have never been far from Armenia, this is the first place actually. Do you travel often?"

[Nymn Farshaw]

She smiled at him once again and looked back over to the cherry tree then turned back to him and asked him another question. Were all Norwegians like him? He had to think about that one, he didn't know he had only been as far as Vardo, Norway.

"Well I don't know if all but my group of friends at least share quite a bit of my tastes but I'm the nature freak of them all. Also, I've never really traveled except to a single family reunion I went to when I was rather small that was in Vardo, Norway." He said in a slightly sad tone but picked it back up with a smile, soft and somewhat sweet.

He then got another idea. "Now I got a question for you Miss Sephora. Are all Armenians are as great as you? Also do you travel alot?" he asked with a smile.