Xander took a step into the rushing water, bringing Rigel with him and then put his whole body in it. He relaxed in the water as it sent him closer and closer to the actual waterfall. "Sadly, we're in a cave so I doubt that my power would work in here but this is the only option." He told mostly himself as he saw that they were getting closer to the fall.
Rigel instinctively moved closer to Xander, the cooler water sending a shiver down his spine. He stared at the water as he asked, “What do you think my power is?” What do you think is wrong with me? Rigel’s arm bumped into Xander’s, but Rigel couldn’t make himself move away from his warmth this time.
"Suction…? I'm not really sure, maybe creating a vacuum. Didn't it happen with your bag and the plane? This whole thing is really confusing and you shouldn't be worrying about it-" Xander's sentence was cut off when the water forced them down the waterfall. They were welcomed with some light from a crack outside and Xander quickly summoned a cloud to break their fall.
Hawkin walked over to Kylie. He said with a blank expression, "Where is my shirt? I want it back now… Knowing you, and how you already hate me, you probably got someone to wreck it…"
Hawkin waited for a response.
“I didn’t get anyone to wreck it. All it is is wet.” Kylie shrugged with a blank expression.
Hawkin narrowed his eyes. "Ok, but where is it? I want to put it back on."
"Go find it." She crossed her arms, shaking her wet hair behind her shoulder - hair that somehow managed not to loose its sheen.
Hawkin threw up his hands in frustration. A small explosion ensued, covering him. He shook out his hair again, and he continued smelling of gunpowder. "Fine. I'll go find my shirt. Can you at least give me a hint?"
"It's underneath something. And you smell like gunpowder." Kylie held her head high, diving underwater and swimming away, kicking his leg for good measure.
Hawkin stumbled because Kylie kicked his leg. He narrowed his eyes, and dove in after her. "You know I'm a swimmer right? That's what I got a scholarship for… I can outswim anybody."
"You got a scholarship for swimming?" Kylie snorted, resurfacing in a covered area that didn't have light shining on it.
"Yes! I'm A SWIMMER! Why else did you think I jumped off that waterfall without a care in the world?" Hawkin said while treading water.
Kylie shrugged. "Well, I'm not necessarily a swimmer, but I jumped."
Hawkin rolled his eyes. "You jumped because I jumped. Enough said."
"What? No!" Kylie squinted at him. "You're implying something, but I don't know what."
Hawkin smiled. "I think you do know. Face it. You like me. You like a scoundrel. You like an impulsive, crazy boy. That's why you've never left me alone for the entire time we've been here!"
(Question, would Kylie still be asexual if she liked Hawkin? Or would she be bi? (Or something like that??? I'm straighter than an arrow… so I don't know that answer… XD))
(Asexual means that they have no interest in anything sexual, but may experience romantic relationships instead. It's okay. ;) )
"What? No! I hate you, that's why I've never left you alone! You threaten me, you hurt me, and you have no remorse for anything!" Kylie protests. "Besides, don't make yourself sound as grand as you do. You're not a scoundrel."
Hawkin rolled his eyes. "Uh huh, sure. I have no remorse for anything. I went and found the plane, and I gave you privacy if you wanted to cry, and then you started trying to rip the universe apart. Oooh? I'm not as grand as I sound? Probably, but you've never met me. I am quite the charmer. If you really knew me, your thoughts toward me could change. But who am I to change a person? If I wanted them to change I would have already done that by know. Now that would be with no remorse."
"Quite the charmer, sure." Kylie snorted, then looked back at him. "What do you mean, change me? How?"
Hawkin shrugged. "For one, if I could change your mind I would. You never knew me before this plane crash. If you knew what I've dealt with in life, you would ask how I am this happy, or how I cope. I use music to keep me in check, and if I don't try to think positively, I would sink into a hole of depression so deep, I would never be able to crawl out. That's why I seem so optimistic. I have to be for my own sanity… Anyway, I can't change people's mind. They have to learn to see the other side of things. Like I did. Now, if you excuse me. I want my shirt back.." With that, Hawkin took a deep breath, and dove back under the water, bumping Kylie's leg in the process…
"Well…shoot." Kylie looked to the ground, then to Hawkin, then back again. "That's kind of a deep thing to tell someone whom you just accused of liking you. Which I don't."
Hawkin popped back up. He shrugged and went and looked for his shirt. "I mean if I'm going to be stuck with the same group of people, I might as well let them know how I am…"
"Yeah, but…what do you want us to do about it?" Kylie followed him.
Hawkin smiled. "That's the joy of it. I want people to do nothing. I just want people to listen. That's what I need. People that listen."
