Skies turn orange on Terra Aquinos. The waters found within lie with ebbs and ripples from the tides and waves. Removed from the cliffedge seaside town that the locals live and thrive through; a young girl, still in her late teeneage years, sat on her knees upon the rocks, damp from their slight elevation above the water's surface. She stared at the water with melancholy and regret. Watching the water distort her slender frame, her yellow eyes masked by the shimmying blues; and her vibrant magenta hair, tied back into a tight pony tail that she swished over her shoulder, dulled in the reflection. The image that had been casted back kept her in her glum mood's grasp.
She lifted her hand infront of her. Within her grip was a small violin, its wood an old, weathered brown. Its strings fraying a slight amount on both the bridge and the head of the instrument. She stared at the violin, its effect only worsening her current emotional state. The pain in her soul caused her to press the violin against her chest, with her other hand wrapping around and landing on top. Her curled limbs masking the front of her navy blue blouse, with the only indication of her top being the puffed shoulders. The navy blue blouse matched with her black pleated skirt. A uniform on the Terra from her stay. She grimaced from her silent torment, and lowered her violin, making it ring out a dulled clunk as the body tapped the damp rock she had sat on. She looked over to the seaside town. focusing on one of the taverns on the waterfront's pier, opposite which was a small boat, winched and dangling on ropes out of the water.
Outside the tavern stood a few locals of the Terra, gathering around a young, teenage boy. The boy also had a slim frame, although he stood tall and proud. He had his arm curled around a local's neck, and rubbed his knuckle against the local's scalp. Letting go after the small amount of horesplay, he placed his hands on his hips, his elbows wide and free. He stood laughing, matching the overall jovious tone of his social group. His smile was large and full toothed, and his laugh made him bob up and down, causing his short and dark blue hair to bob as well, albeit slightly off-sync.
Looking in at the town, and the laughing boy, the girl smiled in response, tears slowly welling in her eyes as she stared back at the water immediately in front of her. Taking in one large breath, she used her free hand to wipe away the budding tears from both eyes. She stood up, still looking out to the water, and reached to the base of her pony tail. She started to pull at the hair band, sliding it down the length of her hair. As it came free, she shook her head so it could hang behind her unhindered. She stared at the hairband she had removed, it glowed a blue-ish purple in her hand. She clenched her hand into a fist, and tossed it as hard as she could out into the depths ahead of her. Grunting as she put as much force into the throw as she could. It fell into the water with a short, simple, uneventful splash. Defeated and discouraged, she dipped her head and started to walk back along the rocks beside the shore. Making her way back to civilisation.