Thread: Lost and now Found(Lounger/Moon)

He lived that close? Incredible! Well, kind of anyway. Then again was it really that much of a surprise? There weren't a great deal of empty homes in town now that Samantha thought about it. Infact besides the one he had gotten there were probably less than half a dozen others on the market that she knew of. Ok, maybe it wasn't that incredible after all, but it was still nice. A new friend who lived practically just down the street. Today was working out to be a pretty good day it seemed. She couldn't help but giggle madly at his various reasons for why her walk home would be dangerous, it was so adorable. Was he flirting with her? She couldn't tell to be honest. Maybe this was just how he really was, away from all the attention and people pestering him with pointless questions they had no business asking. If it was, then she liked it. She felt....comfortable around him. No, she felt safe around him for some reason, like nothing could possibly happen when he was around. She couldn't begin to explain why she felt that way, she just did, as if some kind of instinct deep down was just telling her that Daneas meant safety. Well you'll have to show me that place of yours some time, I've always wondered what it was like when I've walked past it. It looks so huge from outside, living there by yourself you must have tons of space She had to wonder why he lived alone, he had mentioned an American father but nothing else about him. Had he died? Abandoned him? Well, it wasn't her place to ask something so personal, so she left the matter to simple curiosity and pushed it to the back of her mind, instead just waving as he left. Dinner at the Astara household went pretty normally, the three women all sitting around the table and talking happily about their days, Samantha telling her mothers all about the new student who had turned up, how the school had been in a frenzy over his arrival and hadn't left him alone the entire day, his odd mannerisms and how he had somehow latched onto her as the only sane person in school, her mothers giving each other a smirk which flustered Samantha to no end before they could all laugh and enjoy their time together as always. Now that dinner was over, Samantha had gone back to her room, getting ready to do her homework, though heading to the window first to take a look over the town. That was when she spotted Daneas going past the house, completely bare on his upper half. Samantha caught herself staring....but just blushed rather than looking away as her eyes followed the outline of his muscles. She didn't think teenagers could get that muscular.....it was like he had been born in a gym and never stopped benchpressing in order to turn his body into a steel hard slab of muscle. It was as her eyes wandered that she spotted the tattoo, immediately forgetting about the rest of his body as she found herself drawn to it, focusing on it for a few moments. Ah... Rather suddenly Samantha put a hand to the side of her head, wincing momentarily. She glanced back up at the tattoo again, then felt another sharp pain in the side of her head, this time closing her eyes and stumbling forward, her other hand being placed against the glass to steady herself. The sensation passed after a moment, but in that moment there was a flurry of blurred colours through her mind, as if some kind of long forgotten or buried memory had flashed infront of her. The only thing that seemed to be clear was that tattoo. Samantha didn't know how, she didn't know when, she just knew that somewhere, sometime....she had seen that tattoo before.